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The day was actually decent out weather wise. Stiles had no business standing under the tree thirty feet away while the rest of the pack waited for the minister to finish up. Jackson didn't need wolf eyes to see Stiles wipe away the tears in his eyes. Eathan his mate pulled him in closer scenting him as he leaned over in Stiles direction yards away. Jackson could never stand the site of Stiles in tears. Even when the kanima was cause of those years it pained him.
( Minister)," This concludes our service for Derek Samuel Hale. May you all keep his memories alive with you always."
The pack starts to head to their cars. Jackson inches towards Stiles.Eathans arm still link with his.
( Eathan)," Where are you going? We parked the rental this way."
( Jackson)," I need to go check on something. I'll meet you and,Danny at the loft."
Eathan looks away disappointed. Danny pulls Eathan in . His arm around Eathan's shoulder.
( Danny)," Be careful Jackson. You know how he gets."
Danny had been Jackson's best friend since middle school. He's the only other person besides Stiles that can read him like a children's book. Jackson makes his way to Stiles who is in the opposite direction of everyone else.
( Stiles)," It's a cloaking spell."
( Jackson)," What is?"
( Stiles)," The reason the others can't see me. I put a cloaking spell on and,hid my scent."
( Jackson)," How come Danny and,I can see you?"
( Stiles)," It was Danny's spell so, I sure he is immune some how. You, I don't know Jax. It doesn't matter anyways."
( Jackson)," Are you coming back to the loft to eat? Melissa made her famous cobbler;peach and, apple."
( Stiles)," I'm good thanks. I'm just going to stay here a little while longer. "
( Jackson)," Are you seriously going to try and, bring him back Stiles?"
( Stiles)," Peter already had a necromancer look into it. Even with my spark ,it would be impossible without a human sacrifice."
Jackson grabs hold of Stiles wrist.
( Jackson)," You're not doing it Stiles. What about your dad?"
( Stiles)," He took care of himself just fine when the Nogitsune came back. I think he can handle it without me."
( Jackson)," What about me? Did you think about me while you were planning this?"
( Stiles)," WHAT ABOUT YOU JACKSON, PERFECT , WHITTEMORE? WHAT PART OF YOUR LIFE AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL SORRY FOR? THE PART WHERE YOU ARE A LAWYER IN LONDON? MAYBE ITS THE PART WHERE YOU ARE GOING TO BE MARRYING YOUR PERFECT WEREWOLF FIANCE IN TWO MONTHS? PLEASE OH KANIMA OF GREATNESS TELL ME HOW I CAN SERVE YOU."
( Jackson),"ON YOUR KNEES."
(Stiles)," Excuse me?"
Jackson gets inches away from Stiles face.
( Jackson)," You wanna sacrifice yourself? You wanna throw a pity party for one? Why didn't anyone call me when the demon that almost killed me came? You're pathetic Stiles. If you wanna serve me,do it on your knees. Put that whiny mouth of yours to good work."
( Stiles)," FUCK YOU WHITTEMORE."
Stiles starts to walk away. Jackson grabs his hand pulling him into a deep kiss. The kind of kiss that leaves both men breathless as they slowly separate.
( Jackson)," I'm definitely open to flipping positions."
Stiles goes in for a second then a third kiss. A mix of emotions in every connection.
( Stiles)," Do you really want to fuck in a cemetery?"
( Jackson)," I'm not leaving you alone Stiles."
( Stiles)," That sounds like a yes to me."
Stiles gives Jackson one last short kiss before taking three steps back starting to remove his clothes. Jackson followed suit loosening his tie and, throwing it in the ground. Stiles was fully naked first falling to his knees in front of Jackson pulling his pants around his ankles. Stiles started to bob on Jackson's dick with a fire as if trying for a prize. Jackson looked down trying to commit every second to permanent memory as if it were his favorite pornographic movie.
( Jackson)," oh fuck I knew you'd be so good at that. Always sucking on pens and, pencils. Those suckers , those suckers got me so hard thinking of better uses for that hot mouth. Now,all I want is fuck that tight ass."
Stiles pops off Jackson's cock still pleasuring him with his hands.
( Stiles)," I know what you're up to Whittemore."
( Jackson)," You know I'm about to lift you up and,fuck you against that tree?"
Stiles didn't even get a chance to think before Jackson's hands were under his armpits. His legs now around Jackson's waist. His back against a huge tree trunk while Jackson's cock works its way in and,out of his tight hole. Jackson's mouth covering Stiles's silencing his moans.
( Stiles)," Oh fuck you're so big. We should have done this forever ago."
( Jackson)," That's alright baby we can make up for lost time. I'll fuck you all night long if that's what it takes. I need you Stiles and,you need too. I know you feel it. Feel how much your hole needs my cock."
( Stiles)," Fuck yeah it does. Wreck that tight ass. Fill me with lizard wolfs pups. Fuck me so hard I can't even walk."
That really got Jackson going. Before either of them knew it Jackson's knott started to form. Stiles started babbling none words as Jackson lowered both of them to the ground .Jackson gently removes a stray hair from Stiles face before pulling the other man close. He kisses his forehead then slowly falls into sleep