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Welcome to Shadows Betray You, a crossverse Teenwolf and Supernatural site.
In Beacon Hills where all the nasties that go bump in the night live, it's no surprise that tensions run high and people fall hard.
Out here you never know if you're going to be fighting the forces of darkness or yourself, let alone where your loyalties lie.
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★ - Primarily set in Beacon Hills, CA
★ - December 2014
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Post by Chantelle Alaina Harper on Jun 5, 2013 9:41:25 GMT -5
The dude was like mercury. His moods changed so fast that Tellie was once again caught completely off guard by the way he closed in on her, trapping her against the counter. This time, she wasn't sure what she'd said to set him off but she frowned up at him as he invaded her space. With his words almost growled out, the tenor of his tone was forbidding at best even as his face showed to its worst advantage.
For an instant, the young woman felt a flicker of fear but the realization that he was trying to scare her came fast on its heels, making her.. well, mad!
Letting out a little hiss of her own, Tellie raised a finger and poked him right in the chest again. "Hey, buckwheat! Knock it off." she told him, dark eyes narrowed into slits even as magic bubbled up and caused the irises to take on a more feline glint. "I get it, all right? Your Mister Big and Bad and I'm just a little delicate flower that should stay behind locked doors. You made your point so stop being a jerk." she continued, poking him a good measure and forcing him to back up as she stepped into HIS space.
Caught up in her own little hissy fit, Tellie was completely unaware of how much she was baiting the beast. Naive in her own way, the young woman tended to forget that not everyone could be won over by a kind word and a cup of coffee and she didn't understand his attitude.
"And stop trying to scare me by stalking me like some sort of .. wolf or something. I may look sweet and innocent but do that again and you'll land on your ass. I might look sweet but I garentee you, my daddy didn't raise a fool. I'm not entirely defenseless!" she finally finished practically spitting up at him like a little kitten.
Post by Jamie Ryan McKinnley on Jun 5, 2013 14:43:08 GMT -5
Jamie was desperate to scare some sense into the fool young woman. Why was he so mercurial? Because there was some weird attraction between them and he had this even weirder urge to protect her at all costs and...what was the most dangerous thing in her life right now? Him, of course. So he kept on invading her 'sweetness zone' until both his arms were on either side of her and his palms clenched the counter behind her. This close he could smell the clean soapiness of her skin and the stimulating aroma of the coffee and he knew all too well that yep, he was the treacherous cliff she was tip-toeing on. He could feel her tremble just slightly. Could hear the tell-tale intake of her breath and he liked knowing that she was finally getting the point.
But then she did the most...unexpected thing of all. Her pretty and yes, delicate features screwed up and he swore he saw her eyes flash for a second before a slim digit came up between them and she had him backing the bus up unexpectedly. Jamie's mouth dropped open in shock and awe and he looked down at her fingertip poking his tense chest muscles and could not believe this was really happening. Mr. Big and Bad? She did not!
He blinked, feeling a vibrating energy hum between them as she pressed him backwards; especially when she started making threats of her own. The werewolf licked his bottom lip and so help him, looking right into those wild eyes of hers, he believed the hell out of her.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
The air left him in a husky growl and he backed up to put some distance between them. What he didn't need was this crazy energy fucking him up in the head even more than he was and making him do something stupid. Like see if she really would follow through with her threat. "Put me on my ass, then." He said roughly and then got the surprised look of a man whose mouth had run away without him again. Her wrath and the promise of punishment shouldn't have been making him feel the way it did but damn it, he was actually thrilled to find out if she would do just that.
"You say you get it, and I don't believe you...so prove me wrong. I think you're a delicate flower that has NO moves and if you'd gotten it the first time you def. wouldn't have invited me in for coffee so I could..." He choked on his words here, "get that close to you."
Post by Chantelle Alaina Harper on Jun 11, 2013 11:10:54 GMT -5
Oh! OHHHHHHHHHHH! The dude was just so.. so.. so INFURIATING!
As Jamie tossed his challenge into Tellies face, her jaw dropped and she barely suppressed the urge to scream in frustration. Put him on his ass? Tellie would have done so gladly if she could have made up her mind whether to smack him or kiss him.
"What are you? Mental?" she finally got out, practically bouncing on her feet as she stalked forward, practically chasing him across the floor without realizing it. Dark eyes flashing with irritation, she got into his space and stuck her nose in his face. "Listen here, buddy.. Just because you may or may not have saved me some trouble tonight, that doens't give you the right to boss me around, got it? Your not my Papa and your not my lover so unless you have a damned good reason for being a big headed ninny poop, you better watch yourself!"
As if to accent her point, the slender beauty poked him again with a finger in the chest before bringing it up to wave under his nose. It was increasingly obvious that she wasn't scared of him one wit and, even more surprisingly, he'd managed to get her goat.
"And for the record, your not all that scary or tough yourself. What are you gonna do if I don't listen to you? Bark at me some more? Spank me? Cause I don't think you have it in you to hurt me for all your growling. If you did, you wouldn't have tried to chase me from the park and those men. Or followed me home, for that matter." she spat up at him, temper flashing in her eyes as she stood on tiptoe to make sure he was catching every word. "Face it, Mister. YOU... DON'T.. SCARE.. ME!"
With her last word given in an almost challenging manner, Tellie looked well satisfied with herself. There! That would teach him to try to push her around, she thought to herself, even going so far as to give a little nod of satisfaction. She wasn't any ones door mat. No. No she wasn't!
Post by Jamie Ryan McKinnley on Jun 11, 2013 12:40:25 GMT -5
Yes. Yes, he was absolutely, positively mental. That was the only thing that could explain why Jamie was here now, wishing he'd never gotten involved with the dark-haired female but so hungry for her to make him pay for the invasion of privacy and personal space. He was a glutton for punishment in the worst kind of way. The kind of man that liked to hurt; physically, mentally, emotionally. With scars as thick as his were sometimes pain was the only way for him to feel anything.
So his hands were clenched into fists at his sides as he glared at Mother Teresa and dared her to do something. And she did. As the leggy brunette came at him again Jamie didn't move an inch; matter-of-fact just held his ground and his breath as she got right up in his ugly grill. The use of the term Ninnypoop nearly threw him off his game but the werewolf figured that any one who would use the word had to be as off the rocker as he was. Especially when she started poking him again and then pointed the digit right under his nose.
He had half a mind to bite the damn thing off.
Jamie's breath hissed out in a rush and his chest rose and fell urgently as if he'd been holding the air in for years not moments, but it was more caused by his racing pulse and the one that didn't belong to him but was pounding in his ears nevertheless. Tellie kept up with the tough cookie routine and the werewolf's patience was stretched skin tight; as tight as his muscles were clenched because the wolf in him (that he had no idea was even there) wanted to pounce. It wanted to tear and thrash and claw and play and the male only knew the sensation as a desperate need that he didn't understand.
She mentioned spanking her and his mouth grew dry as a bone. If she only knew the twisted things that he was into. The other things that made him feel.
By the time Chantelle stood up on her tippy toes to press her chest against his and her lips were so so close Jamie was fairly panting. He hardly heard a word she'd said though each syllable had registered in his brain and there was only one way he knew to seal the deal. Scare the shit out of her. To push her away. Except he didn't realize what he was going to do until he did it.
Grasping the delicate female behind the neck with one hand the werewolf tugged her closer until his lips devoured hers. His free hand curled in her long black silken strands to hold her prisoner, and he kissed her and didn't stop as if the world would end as soon as their lips parted.
Jamie forced his tongue into her mouth and held her to him; the mouthy embrace rough and invading though...she...tasted so sweet.
When the wolf realized he liked it too much he pushed her back and gasped for air. The smell that had bloomed up out of the woman wasn't something that drove him away but invited him to do it again and that scared him. Had she liked it too?
"I gotta' go." He told her harshly and swiped the back of his hand across his lips as if to cleanse them of the kiss. He was panicked, confused, and needed to get out of there now more than ever.
Without another glance back Jamie stormed out the way he'd come in and let the door slam behind him. With ragged breath he leaned against the side of her home for a transitory moment and then stalked out into the night.