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imogenkol · 2 months ago

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— RIDING OUT THE STORM

rating: Mature word count: 2.6k warnings: slightly sexual descriptions, insecurities about sexual intimacy tags: first person pov, early relationship fluff, comfort, communication and boundaries, they’re a healthy couple

summary: reposted prompt from a few years ago that I felt fit for a cozy October - [ SECLUDED ] our muses are on a road trip and are forced to pull over due to heavy rain and fog, they end up fooling around in the car while they wait for it to clear up.

A powerful and unpredictable wind swirled around the car with a vengeance, threatening to force us off the road if I made a single error. Rain fell in sheets so thick that I could barely see further than a few yards ahead, even with help from the headlights and the screech of the overworked windshield wipers. I checked our speed and the needle ticked back and forth over the thirty mark, but the sheer power of the storm made it feel as if we flew through a hurricane. It’s a wonder that our poor old Bronco hadn’t been torn to shreds yet. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard at the thought that my knuckles turned white.

Of course we were the only ones dumb enough to be on the highway in this kind of weather. It was either a gun at our backs or the wrath of God head on.

“Uh…” I started, sounding distracted as I kept most of my focus on driving. “Remember that time when you said I looked happy driving in the rain? This isn’t exactly what does it for me.”

Jayde scoffed in the passenger seat, looking about as nervous as I felt. Her muscles were coiled so tightly that she had barely moved an inch since the weather got intense. “You wanna switch?”

The tires skidded on the wet asphalt after a particularly heavy gust. My heart leapt into my throat, but I maintained control of the car. “Um, actually, I was thinking maybe we should just park it somewhere.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I saw Jayde shake her head out of the corner of my eye. “We’ll find a motel eventually.”

“It’s getting dark,” I pointed out.

“Then let me drive.”

“Supernatural night vision isn’t gonna help you with all this fog.”

She leaned forward and squinted out of the windshield. After a few moments, she grumbled to herself and sat back in her seat. “Maybe you’re right.”

“We’ll set up the back and just ride out the storm for tonight. It’ll be like camping,” I offered with a strained smile.

That made her hum pleasantly as she considered the idea for a moment. “Alright, you sold me.”

I beamed, letting some of the anxiety flow off my shoulders with a relieved sigh. Then the car shuddered, wind howling through the windows, and my spine straightened once more. “Keep an eye out while I make sure we don’t die.”

“Thank God we got new tires…” Jayde mumbled.

I said a silent prayer for that, too.

We soon found a large canopy of low hanging trees that served as the perfect shelter just off the side of the highway. The added cover hid us from any other cars that might drive by. Or any potential dangers that could be on our trail. Though the wild storm would make pursuit difficult on its own. I felt safe in our little sanctuary.

Jayde and I worked together to set the car up for an impromptu overnight stay. We put the back seats down and padded it with sleeping bags, blankets, and pillows – all while going out to brave the torrent of rain a couple of times. Our combined efforts rewarded us with a rather impressive nest cozy enough to keep us comfortable and happy until the weather calmed.

Satisfied, I kicked my muddy hiking boots off onto the floor at the front of the car and prepared to curl up beside my hearth of a werewolf.

Jayde already sprawled herself out. She propped her head up on one hand and watched as I got my side of the car all situated to my liking. I tried to ignore the amused smirk at the corner of her mouth while I made sure I had whatever I might need within reach, but then she remarked “You know when a dog walks around in, like, a dozen circles before it finally lays down? That’s what you remind me of right now.”

I threw her a playful glare. “Make fun of me all you want, but when you’re in the perfect position and then realize you forgot something, I’m not gonna get up and grab it for you.”

Her smirk widened into a grin. “I have everything I need.”

Ridiculous, I thought as I rolled my eyes at her flirtatious tone and quietly laughed. I turned my attention to last minute checks. “Alright, I have my water bottle, book, glasses, snacks… what else am I missing…?” I brushed my rain-damp hair back as I searched around the car. Then it clicked. “Oh! Book light.”

“You’re so beautiful when you do that,” Jayde mused.

A warm flush came across my cheeks, but I still fixed her with a quizzical stare as I dug through my bag. “Do what? Forget things?”

“No,” she laughed. “Well, yeah, that’s cute too, but I meant whenever you run a hand through your hair like that.”

Even though I thought the very same thing about her, I shook my head at the trivial observation and sat beside her after I fished out the little light. “You make it sound like I don’t even have to try with you.”

“You don’t,” Jayde answered without hesitation. She reached out and took my hand in hers. The soft stroke of her thumb across my knuckles caused my breath to stutter. “Not at all.”

My eyes were transfixed on the movement of her fingers, but once I finally met her gaze, I felt my blush grow even hotter. I learned to understand exactly what that piercing intensity in her midnight eyes meant. I recognized her desire for me as a marching pulse in my own veins. It drew me nearer. It made my insides flutter so frantically that I felt a keen ache. And I knew that ache was for her. Just as her captivating expression was for me.

The only sound came from the storm pelting heavy raindrops against the roof of the car. Everything else felt so still.

I leaned down at the same time Jayde released my hand to cup the back of my neck. The heat of her lips enveloped me in safety and comfort — as if to protect me from the cold rage of the storm outside. I immediately parted mine in a silent beckon to experience more. A sweet, clipped breath flowed into my mouth, and she quickly put me on my back. With her weight settled on top of me, I released a satisfied sigh that drew out into a subtle moan.

The cadence of our kisses grew passionate. Every stroke of her lips felt warmer than the last. Every brush from her tongue, more eager. I could tell Jayde got lost in the sensations. I got entirely lost in them, myself. Hungry hands ran through the golden, rain-soaked tangles of her hair or caressed up and down her back as she shifted against me. I didn’t mind feeling the way her body moved in the slightest. In fact, I encouraged it.

We hadn’t gotten this intense since the night of our first date. By now, I would have slowed things down. Anxiety had a way of creeping in during intimate moments. It would whisper horrible things in my ear and strike down the confidence I slowly built up. At the back of my mind, I faintly heard those whispers. I briefly wondered if I should be concerned about them, but something bloomed inside of me, and I pushed those thoughts away.

Not this time.

Without giving myself a second to overthink it, I flipped our bodies over, and straddled Jayde. She chuckled smoothly in between kisses. “Trying something new?”

I hummed with a nod, too intoxicated to open my eyes. “Is that okay with you?”

“I’m following your lead.”

I smiled before I resumed our kisses, then pulled the both of us up into a sitting position. Jayde’s hands gripped my waist to hold me as close to her as possible. The strength and warmth I felt in her palms only increased the desire that flooded my chest. I suddenly wanted her to touch me in ways she hadn’t before.

I let my instincts takeover and reached down to wrap my fingers around Jayde’s wrist. With uneven breaths breaking free from my lungs, I slowly guided her hand upwards. Her fingers twitched against the curve of my side, bunching up the fabric of my sweater and hiking it up inch by inch. A sharp bite of chilly air brought a wave of goosebumps across my exposed skin, but I didn’t let that stop me. Not until the warmth of her palm flushed against my chest.

We both froze at the same time. Jayde’s breath caught in her throat and her lips remained parted against my mouth. The moment of hesitation allowed uncertainty to trickle through the cracks, but I was determined to ignore it. I will not be afraid of this. I will not let my fears stop me from experiencing everything I fantasized about. Jayde was safe. Jayde will always be safe.

I broke the tension by urging her with a delicate kiss. It seemed to pull her out of whatever stupor I had thrown her in and an unsteady exhale reminded me of the untamed wind outside. Jayde kissed me deeper at the same time her hand gave a gentle squeeze. It set my nerve endings alight. My fingers laced with hers to keep her touch right where it was. Invisible sparks raced from my fingertips all the way up my neck. I thought if we could see them, they’d light up the whole sky. Jayde seemed to drink that energy in. Her tongue graced mine and her taste ignited me from within even more.

Her electrified lips only left mine to glide over the sensitive skin along my neck. The sensation crackled up my spine with enough intensity to make me shiver. I released a whimper beyond my control and fretfully pulled Jayde against me to get impossibly closer.

She sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth. “You should stop me.”

“Why?” I asked dismissively.

“Your heart is racing, Nadya.”

I caressed the back of her neck. “Isn’t that what it’s supposed to do?”

She slowly pulled away to meet my eyes. “Not like this.”

With the absence of her touch, I realized my hands were completely numb and tingled with a thousand pin pricks in the tips of my fingers. The way they would whenever I felt terrified. My mind lurched from disorientation as I realized how carried away I had gotten in my own attempt to push past my insecurities. Embarrassment flooded my chest and up my neck. I shook my head at myself and took a few moments to regain breath. She was right.

“I want you,” I muttered regretfully.

“And you’ll have me,” Jayde softly assured. Her hand came up to brush a thumb along my bottom lip. “When you’re ready. Don’t force yourself to be ready.”

I sighed breathlessly and rested my forehead against hers. A smile, warm and grateful, found its way across my lips. Just like that, my body eased back into her arms. The familiar feeling of refuge that she gave me settled deep into my bones. The next sigh to escape my lungs was one of relief.

Jayde is safe. Jayde is always safe, my thoughts repeated like a mantra.

The rain had calmed for a few minutes, but then returned with a vengeance. Droplets from the trees were so heavy that I could have mistaken them for hale as they bombarded our car. The whole frame rocked from the harsh winds. A darkness so black and all-consuming made the outside world impossible to perceive through the fogged up windows. All of this, yet there wasn’t a single place I would rather be.

Is this what falling feels like?

I licked my lips and could still taste what lingered of her. “You know… we don’t… have to stop completely.”

“We don’t,” Jayde agreed.

I grinned again. “It’s not like we’ll get much sleep with all this racket anyway.”

She snorted and leaned back to quirk a brow. “‘Racket’? What are you, eighty?”

I scoffed in offense. “What's wrong with 'Racket'? It’s a perfectly good word!” Her snicker made me laugh in exasperation. “Oh my god, forget it.”

Amused by my playful irritation, Jayde flipped us over to pin me beneath her. She buried her face in the crook of my neck and gave me feather-light kisses that made me squirm. “Oh, baby, you know how your robust vocabulary turns me on.”

“I knew dedicating myself to a higher education would make women fall at my feet,” I remarked in between giggles.

“Take me, Doctor Bishop, I’m yours,” she said dramatically and then poked the ticklish spot on my side.

My entire body jerked away from her hand and squealed laughter escaped my chest. “Stop that! You can’t play dirty!”

“Oh, I can play however–” Jayde gave me a quick peck “I–” and another “want.”

The third time she kissed me, I tangled a hand through her hair to keep her there. My lips teased hers with soft strokes. I parted them just enough to let her feel my breath, but made sure not to deepen the kiss beyond that. When she leaned in for more, I gave her hair a gentle tug to hold her back. The thrill I felt when her muscles stiffened made me smile deviously.

A wolf-like chuckle reached my ears. “Now who’s playing dirty?”

“Show me your eyes,” I whispered. “And I’ll let you kiss me for real.”

We kept one lantern on a hook and the lowlight shrouded half of her face in shadow. Jayde’s features looked even more angular, the lines of some of her scars accentuating the sharpness that could come off intimidating to some. The midnight blue of her eyes soaked up the darkness. I could barely discern the dilated pupils that focused down on me.

Then, with a shimmer of flame, the fibers of her irises ignited into a deep molten gold. Her skin flared hotter as I stared awestruck into her enthralling, inhuman gaze. The sight excited me just as much as the very first time she revealed herself.

“Amazing,” I breathed.

Jayde’s voice adopted the huskier cadence it did whenever her wolf was near. “Can I kiss you?”

I didn’t bother with a verbal answer, I simply pulled her down. My fervent cadence invited nothing but indulgence. Jayde answered with a perfect match in pace. Our lips moved together as if they were made for exactly this. She was soft and warm and sweet with just enough intensity to cause the same feeling in my veins as before. Only this time, it wasn’t too much. I felt my chest gently bloom like an oncoming sunrise, comforting me from the inside out. I wanted to be consumed by that internal light.

“I –” Jayde stuttered as she broke away.

Her golden eyes blinked in uncertainty and I became concerned as she struggled to find words. “What is it?”

“Nothing, I just…” She bit her lip. I couldn’t tell if the blush across her cheeks was from her wolf or something else. “I really like this. Being with you.”

My smile grew so broad that it hurt. I cupped the side of her face and traced the nearest scar with my thumb. “I really like this, too, Jay.”

Jayde’s grin matched mine and she nuzzled herself against me. I happily wrapped my arms around her and closed my eyes, letting her body heat encompass me. I breathed in the scents of pine and damp earth on her skin – of campfire smoke in her hair, and the peace that came with it all washed over me as the storm raged on around us.

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#oc insp: Nadya Bishop #oc insp: Jayde Thatcher #ship insp: woven and thatched #this is slightly edited but otherwise being posted as is #its exposure therapy lmao #I used to write exclusively in first person and then all the hate for first person pov online got to my head #that's partially why I've been reworking old writing into third #but it was also to put distance between me and it in hopes that it would help rebuild the relationship into something new

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