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𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼 𝓰𝓸 𝓸𝓾𝓽 | Origami & Delryth

Junipers screams turned to whimpers as he continuously pumped into her, hitting her deep as he buried himself inside of her. Pulling out, barely connected to her, only to thrust back in to the root of his cock. There was no mercy in his movements, and when she finally thought he’d have enough he kept going. Cruel and selfish, only looking for release. Lucky for her, werewolves rarely reproduced outside of their heat cycles. Even then he’d have to knot her, it didn’t seem like that was a priority of his.

She squeezed her eyes shut, some of her whimpers growing into screams, making her oblivious to Rach’s movements, until a sour rag was stuffed into her mouth as the woman’s hands kept her mouth open enough. The taste made her gag and he made an effort to push it out of her mouth. But to no avail. Then the nail dug into her cheek, making her whip her head out of her grip a little too aggressively making her entire body thrash to the side, trying to stay out of her reach.

Then her head was pushed down into the counter, the bell jingling like crazy as she shook not so agreeable to the brute showing her face into the hard surface, her muffled screams trying to get out despite the blockage. Then his hand came into contact with her ass, making her quiet down as the sting travelled up her spine.

Add her to the wall? What the fuck was he talking about. She then felt his hand run across her scalp before balling up and grabbing a handful of her hair only to lift her head up from the counter. Then there was a flash which left little dots in her vision making her blink like crazy to get rid of them. She really took a picture of her.

June was too surprised at the picture being taken of her to notice the door opening and the guy from before stepping out, his helmet still on. It was only when Rach met his gaze that June followed it and saw him. She wanted to cover up, she wanted to hide in a corner and make herself invisible. The way he switched his gaze from Rach to her made her skin crawl. There was no doubt that he was checking her out.

The disturbance didn’t slow down Redge, but she could tell his thrusts weren’t as sharp and well timed. They were getting sloppy and erratic, meaning his climax was gaining on him.

He spoke, complaining about being woken up in a growl that made her body react slightly to both the stimulation and his voice. It seemed like her body was starting to betray her as it was getting used to the violence it was experiencing. Without really noticing, she began to meet his thrusts, reaching over the counter to grab a hold of the edge, bracing herself.

She saw his eyes reach the scar just above her hip on the taut skin of her stomach, that she had gotten when she was much younger. It basically had the outline of one of those round door handles with a lock in the middle of it. She also saw his hand move down to the same spot, but on his own body, which she thought was rather peculiar.
 
Redge took one of June’s tits in his rough hand again and began squeezing it as he worked himself up to that peak of pleasure oblivious to his alpha’s reactions. “There we fuckin’... go.” he groaned as he noticed her start to move back against him, meeting each thrust so that he drove further still with each aggressive movement. “One step away from telling me how much you…. Love it” His pace became frantic as he chased his moment of bliss. “Fuck…. Bitch… here I-”

Corey lunged at the man and swung a powerful bone-crunching fist into Redge’s nose with a roar. “No!” His voice was all growls and warnings. Deep gutteral danger ran through his tone that threatened violence against any who challenged it. Redge found his climax the second the fist landed causing him to tear out of her wet entrance just as the first thick rope of cum spurted from the tip of his cock, his balls tightening as they did so. His seed landed over her lower back and the top of her ass cheeks as he toppled to the ground. The next wave coughs Corey’s boot while the final spasm of his ruined joules orgasm sends the milky liquid onto the floor. The alpha followed up with a heavy kick that was followed by a second. Redge snarled back but he knew better than to challenge Corey like this and remained down.

Rachel slowly backed up away from the table to avoid getting caught up in what was going on. The last place she wanted to be right now was in the middle of this mess. To be in front of Corey when he was losing his cool. This wasn’t the first time she’d seen him snap though this time she couldn’t figure out what had triggered it.

The alpha turned back towards June and reached out to place fingers against that scar, his hand shaking badly. Another hand went to her ass and the swelling there from the hard spanks she’d endured. He flinched again painfully and finally gripped her chin. His visor hid his expression but he stared at her as cogs tried hard to click into place. “I… know you.” She was familiar, so damn familiar. Why did he recognize her? What was wrong with her? What was wrong with him?

“Ju-” he began before settling down. His hand stopped trembling, the flinching stopped and his breathing slowed. His hand settled on her throat as though he considered squeezing it. He instead shoved her back and towards the door. He walked after her and went to the door to unlock it. He opened the door and turned his helmet towards her. “Go. Now. Don’t look back. Don’t stop until you get off the street. Don’t let us catch you.” He looked back at Rachel and she seemed to understand right away. She put out her cigarette and shifted into her fur gnashing her teeth in the air to threaten June.
 
One second she was being railed by a douchebag, the next she was being ushered out of the door. Still butt naked, June stepped out on the street doing nothing to cover herself up as their alpha commanded her to run and not let them catch her. He didn’t have to tell her twice. She spat out the disgusting rag and for whatever reason she shifted easily and made a dash for the outskirts of town, heading for home, not caring about the collar around her neck and the glass in her feet.

June had never ran so fast in her life, or made it home that fast in her shifted form, thankful she had left her bedroom window open. She easily jumped through it, crashing into the bedside table as she shifted into her human form. She didn’t even have to call out to anyone, she could already hear the several pairs of footsteps that made it to her bedroom door and kicked it open, Billy at the front with a gun aimed at her. The girls all with some weapon in their hands, a baseball bat, a gold club and a kitchen knife.

“Relax,” she choked out, “it’s me.” Collapsing onto her knees completely out of breath from running so far that fast.

“June? What the fuck?” Billy swore and flipped the switch which illuminated the room, making the girls gasp as they saw her naked frame and the condition she was in. “Holy shit.”

Juniper smirked as she tried to catch her breath. “I need vodka and tweezers and a flashlight, right the fuck now.” They were all moving as she finished her sentence scattering to find the things she had named. Billy stayed in the door frame, not really sure of what to do. “Dude, stop staring,” she noted, making him look away immediately. “Sorry.”

She pulled a blanket from her bed to cover herself with, not caring how dirty she was. The blanket snagged on several shards of glass that was still stuck in her skin.

Finally the girls returned one by one, Maggie returning first with the bottle of vodka which June immediately opened and took a swig of. Then the twins came with the first aid-kit and a flashlight. “Thank you,” then she opened the little bag and found the tweezers, turned on the flashlight and went to work, as everyone sat around her waiting for her to explain what had been going on and why she was in the state she was in.

It took her around 30 minutes to get everything out of her feet, and have Maggie check her sides, ass and other parts. June took another swig from the bottle.

“I appreciate all of you, please, I need a shower. I’ll meet you in the living room when I’m done, okay?”

They all nodded reluctantly. “I’ll find you a clean towel,” Maggie mentioned and kissed her cheek as they left her alone in the room. For the first time she took a deep breath realizing she was still wearing the fucking collar. “Fucking piece of shit!” She hissed as she undid it and threw it across the room, the bell jingling as a reminder of what had happened a few hours ago. She closed her eyes for a second and rested her forehead on her knees, reminding herself she was home and safe. The door opened and Maggie poked her head inside and put the towel on the dresser. “Did you see him?” Her friend asked her in a low voice. Juniper shook her head.

“No.”

She didn’t offer up more words, which Maggie understood and left her to her own devices.

The warm water made her groan as it rolled down her bruised and battered body, soothing her muscles as the steam started to fill the bathroom. She slid down the wall and onto the floor and watched as the water turned slightly pink from all the fresh cuts from her feet, as well as some on her back. The sound on her cheek was also bleeding as the water softened it up. June brought her knees up to her chest and cried silently as she thought back on what had just happened.

She had dropped to her knees the minute Redge had slipped out of her and released her due to their alphas punch. She didn’t understand why he had gotten in between them, even touched her. His words had shocked her.

He knew her? How the fuck did he know her? She could have sworn he was about to say her name too, which shocked her even more. Perhaps he was one of Wades bitches, doing his dirty work. Wade knew exactly who she was, which could explain the motion he had done with his hand to the spot where her scar was, him recognizing her, and knowing her name.

Maybe that was why his scent seemed familiar? Her head started to hurt as she tried to make sense of it all.

After finishing up in the shower and getting dressed she met them all in the living room, and suddenly she expected Corey to sit there in between them, as well as Frankie. But it was just Billy, Maggie and the twins. With a big sigh and a wince from being sore absolutely everywhere, she explained what had happened. From the moment she saw Aaron, to the moment their alpha had ordered her to run.

None of them spoke after she finished. They just gathered around her, hugging her and letting her know how happy they were she was alive. Then it was just her and Billy, who was looking at her like she was going to break at any moment, which honestly annoyed her to no end as they sat there.

“Can you stop?”

He shrugged, “I’m not doing anything.”

“You’re thinking so loud I can practically hear the gears turning. What is it?”

“I just find it weird that their alpha stopped him so violently, especially if he didn’t try to have his turn with you. You didn’t see his face at all?”

June shook her head so the wet strands flew around her head. “Not even once. He always had a helmet on. But the other three, Redge, Rach and Cooper. I never got the name of their alpha.”

Billy didn’t say anything else, he just kept silent and was clearly trying to find a reason for them to let her go. Usually they never let known shifters go. “And you weren’t followed?”

“No, I was not followed.”

After talking some more they each went to bed. He had taken her parents bedroom, Maggie had taken her sister’s room, and the twins had the spare room upstairs with Maggie on the same floor. Her own bedroom and her parents’ room was on the ground floor.

June tossed and turned for an hour after she had said goodnight to Billy, after two she finally got up and went down the hall to where Billy was sleeping. Without anyone saying anything she climbed into bed with him and fell asleep with his arms around her, imagining it was Corey who was gently snoring beside her, his thumb rubbing her arm.
 
Rachel set off a few moments after June had left the safehouse, her paws padding silently across the ground. Rachel wasn’t the fastest of the pack nor was she the strongest. She was, however, the best tracker. Her senses were beyond that of any of the others including their alphas. She could follow sounds and scents far easier than her pack and, once she had somebody's scent, could usually track them if they’d passed through an area within the past day or two even under less-than-ideal conditions. She didn’t need to smell June’s blood strong in the air to follow her, nor did she need her enhanced senses. She could hear that soft jingling from the bell easily enough.

The girl moved fast though Rachel was able to keep up with her. She wasn’t all too bothered if she did manage to outpace her for a while by going through some little foxholes too small for herself. She’d pick up the trail again sooner or later wherever it ended up. Rachel managed to crest over the hill where June’s house was situated in time to see the girl dive through the window. Part of her wanted to howl to let her know that they knew where she lived though she decided against it. It was more beneficial that she didn’t cause them to suddenly scarper.

Rachel turned from the building and sniffed the air, her blood was the strongest scent. She was surprised that she’d not picked up on anything else as they travelled, usually, she’d have noticed at least one or two others breaking curfew. She didn’t dwell too much on it as she raced back towards their safe house.

Once she entered the building she noticed that Cooper was still not around and, from what she could smell, Redge had been made to clean up before he’d gone off to wherever it was he’d gone, likely bed. The fact that his cum wasn’t dried onto the floor and there was a patch of floor that lacked some of the dirt in other areas had made it more obvious. No, the only one here waiting for her was Corey.

She shifted back into her skin, clothes going with her as she met her Alpha’s eyes. “She’s home. There are a few of them the others didn’t break curfew. I marked her, I scented her. If we didn’t scare the shit out of her too much she daren’t leave at night and she breaks curfew again I’ll find her…” she trailed off thoughtfully and, for a moment, considered asking what had happened earlier. Something stopped her though.

“She lives at ten two five -”

“Two South Randall Street.” Corey finished, earning a confused look from his packmate. “Got it”. He waved her off as he made his way over towards the bench and selection of weights.
Rachel knew when she was dismissed and kicked off her boots before heading back towards the stairs. She noticed that the picture she’d taken for Redge had vanished. On the wall already she assumed.

-

It had been some time since Corey had moved in with June and he’d gotten used to sharing what was now their bed rather than just hers. He’d made a few changes to the bedroom and by changes that meant he’d left random things he owned just thrown around what was normally a neat and pristine bedroom.

It was early in the morning and, like usual, Corey’s arm was draped over June while he slept. If she tried to move away too much his arm would often tense as though trying to keep her against him, worried that anybody might be trying to take her from him. That night he slept with his head against her shoulder unfortunately drooling against it in a far from graceful manner while he snored.

Eventually, he began to jostle awake when he noticed June moving and the arm around her waist pulled her against him further. He didn’t even think about the fact that his cock stood at full attention pressing against the black boxer shorts he wore and, by extension, pushing into the groove of June’s backside as much as her night clothing allowed.

“Mornin’” he grumbled as he winced at the first rays of sunshine sneaking through the curtains.
 
The days that passed after June’s family had left were a blur, she spent every hour with Corey who had now permanently moved in and shared a bed with her. It had been a shock to her the first night, waking up to another body next to her, but she quickly became fond of being able to reach out and have Corey there, sleeping peacefully up against her. The sleep still had a hold of her as she slowly opened her eyes, a ray of sunshine warming her arm. She stretched carefully as to not wake up Corey, but she clearly failed as the arm around her tightened and pulled her closer to him, pressing her flush against him. She didn’t sleep in much, just one of Corey’s shirts and underwear, so the fact he was hard against her was extremely obvious.

She smiled into her pillow as he spoke. “Morning to you too,” she replied softly as she absentmindedly ran her nails over the back of his hand, enjoying the serenity of the morning and the two of them waking up to one another. One clearly enjoying it a bit more. Ellie had spoken to her about boys, sure, but she never thought it would happen almost every morning. Since he had slept in her bed it had happened each morning. June usually woke up before him, sometimes he was laying up against her like this morning, other times he was facing away from her but on his back, the covers barely touching him, either she had hogged them, or they were bunched up in between them. Regardless she had made her way out of bed first, or he’d realize and make an excuse to stay in bed longer than her.

During their time together she’d learnt it was never on purpose, at least not in the mornings.

“You should let me go,” June said coyly and pressed herself against him, pointing out his current condition. “Or do you want to get out first this time?” She turned her head to the ceiling and put a hand on his side, patting him gently.
 
The idle scratching against his hand was such a simple but soothing gesture an intimate one that just made him feel all the more comfortable around her and made him realize that she was just as comfortable around him. He didn’t think he could ever get bored of waking up next to June. The smell of her hair was the first thing he smelled in the morning, the warmth of her body so close to him and just knowing that he had her in whatever manner of companionship the two of them had was enough to keep him going. They were two of a kind, survivors, partners who relied on one another completely.

He nuzzled his face into the back of her neck and stifled a yawn though barely.

“Should I now” he retorted before she pushed herself back against him causing his manhood to press hard against her ass. He couldn’t help but let out an involuntary groan which he noticed immediately. He winced out of embarrassment. And covered his face. The gentle pat to his side only added to the embarrassment that took him. The way she spoke and so obviously gave away that she knew why he remained in bed every morning had him scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

“That’s… er… not why I stay in bed” he lied poorly. Corey had never been a gifted liar. Part of him now wondered if he knew he watched her as she got out of the bed, his eyes locked onto her butt. He hoped not. Corey rolled to the side and out of bed and deliberately kept his back to June while he stretched himself out. His eyes flicked down to the considerably sized tent he was currently pitching and frowned, internally pleading for his body to listen to him.

“I should probably have a shower. Meet you for, um, breakfast?” Without waiting for an answer he started towards the door walking at an odd diagonal angle.
 
June pressed her lips together to suppress a laugh as he got up, his walk making her cover her mouth with the edge of the blanket that was draped over her. He was worried she’d see him! She couldn’t hold the laugh back and fell against her pillow, her hair spreading like a crown around her head. Jokes on him, she had a clear view certain mornings whenever he was on his back. He had a habit of kicking the covers off at night.

She laid there for a bit, just giggling until she heard the shower running. Then she finally got out of bed too, putting her unruly hair up in a bun, pulled on a pair of basket shorts and silently made her way to the same bathroom he had disappeared into, to brush her teeth and wash her face.

He was standing with his back to her, the blurred walls and door keeping her from seeing everything, just the outline of him. She hopped up on the counter and found her toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste onto the head and began brushing her teeth while enjoying the view, even though it wasn’t much. She never did say she’d meet him at breakfast, and oral hygiene was important.
 
Corey turned to shoot a glare at June as he heard her start giggling at him and fired a quick “Shut up” at her. Corey didn’t even think about the fact that she must have certainly noticed his morning boner plenty of times by now, he knew he woke up with one practically every single morning. Right now that didn’t matter, only his modesty did. Fortunately, he was out of the door within another moment and left for the shower with her laughter haunting him as he went.


The young yet-to-be shifter began to sing along to a favourite song of his as he showered, an old rock classic that he’d grown up on with his dad. Highway to Hell by AC/DC. He was happy that he’d managed to find the CD of it and that June’s house had a CD player. He knew that his home had one but he hadn’t been able to bring himself to return there since the accident. Since he lost them. Corey wasn’t ready, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to go back there. It was another reason why he was still so keen on spending his time living at June’s.


Corey didn’t realize he was putting on a performance. He didn’t realise his silhouette was being ogled by his partner in crime either. The morning shower was a quick one and he was done within four minutes before June had managed to lean. The shower water turned off and he opened the door and took a step out before he noticed her. Corey jumped and slipped. He was only just able to keep himself up on his feet thanks to grabbing the towel rack.


“Jujube! You trying to kill me?” He reached for the towel his hand was on and quickly tied it around his waist. Fortunately, his early morning problem had gone away now. “If you wanted to to perv on me so much you could have just joined me rather than waiting in ambush.” He massaged his chest and pumped against it as though trying to kickstart his heart.


“You’re as quiet as a cat even when you’re like this, y’know? I think we need to get you a collar with one of those stupid little bells on it just so I know where you are.”
 
June smiled and shrugged her shoulders innocently, “you’re never going to put a collar on me.” She couldn’t lie that she had thoroughly enjoyed the show, even if she couldn’t see anything. His singing voice wasn’t too pleasant, but she managed to hold her laugh in while he finished his shower. She had in the meantime finished brushing her teeth. “I wasn’t perving on you either,” she stated and followed him out of the bathroom, but turned towards the living room and the kitchen and found a protein bar and chewed on that as she continued into the garage.

The ceiling was surprisingly high up, which had worked in her favor. Her dad had helped secure some anchors in it for her aerial silks, something she’d always had a passion for. Her sister had been musically inclined, Juniper had loved dance, but when she discovered aerial silks she had been sold and begged and pleaded her parents to get a setup going in the garage which had a decent size on top of the high ceiling.

The purple sheets hung from the ceiling and were tied together so they wouldn’t tangle too much. A sports bra and some biker shorts were neatly folded and placed on a chair, from last time she had practiced. She looked over her shoulders making sure Corey wasn’t behind her watching. When she made sure the coast was clear she quickly shed the shirt she was wearing and replaced it with the black sports bra and the basket shorts with the right biker ones.

Her father had a lot of random things in the garage, one of her favorites was an old record player, something Ellie and her dad would mess around with most of the time, Ellie’s favorite was a Lana Del Rey record, which June had never really been a fan of, but she had grown fond of her Ultraviolence album, so she usually would put that on whenever she was practicing. She slid it out of the sleeve and lined it up and started it. As the first song started to play she quickly pulled out her bun and put it up in a tight ponytail and began her warm up. They had both been quite good at gymnastics, both of them quite flexible and with Junes interest in dance it lined up well. When she felt properly warmed up she climbed the silks, wrapping one piece around her foot and got into a position she was comfortable in. Then the music just took over her and she started to switch her positions, managing to start a slow spin as she got into various splits and bends in the air. Both vertically and horizontally.

She was going in a circle, not too fast but fast enough that as she slacked the silks enough for her feet to touch the cool floor. Lana’s voice filling the silence in the garage.

“…and when he calls,
He calls for me, not for you.
He lives for love,
He loves his drugs,
He loves his baby too.”

June went around in a circle leaning outwards so the silks were taut as she took a few steps, the silk around her body. Humming along to the lyrics of the song.

“But I can’t fix him,
Can’t make him better.
And I can’t do nothing about his strange weather.”

She sped up until she was satisfied and slid onto her knees, before pulling herself up in the silks, to place herself in an upside down split, as the silk began to unravel, causing her to spin in the air, picking up speed. June slowly let go as the silks tightened around her thighs, holding her securely in place as she spun around herself, letting herself hang in the fabric her fingers playing with the loose ends below her head.

“You are unfixable,
I can’t break through your world.
‘Cause you live in shades of cool.
Your heart,
Is unbreakable.”
 
The young male reached out to run two fingers along June’s neck tracing just where a collar could go if he placed one there. “Uhuh, we’ll see, Jujube, we’ll see.” He led the way out of the bathroom and ran a hand through his hair, the act causing the muscles of his back to flex as he did so. “Of course you weren’t. You’ve got taste though, I’ll give you credit where it’s due.” Corey intentionally flexed just as he turned to head back towards their bedroom.


Corey let out a deep breath when he was alone and removed the towel. He looked down and sighed at the fact that he’d already begun to stiffen once again just at the thought of June outside of his shower. What was wrong with him? It was getting harder to deny the effect June had on him. He couldn’t blame morning wood for every time he got hard. He gripped at his length and gave it several quick pumps that caused him to grunt. He glanced at the door and kicked it closed before settling on the bed.


He thought about just getting dressed but he couldn’t keep his mind clear… and the thought of her pushing up against him this morning… how inviting she’d felt. How much he’d wanted more. He’d barely got started with this chain of thought and already he’d wrapped his hand around his length and gone to work. Lewd images of June filled his mind. He imagined waking up next to her and just pushing aside her underwear and taking her there and then. He imagined her hopping into the shower with him… he imagined her waiting outside of the shower for him to finish on her knees.


Corey did his best to hold onto most of his grunts and groans just in case June came back towards the bedroom. A few minutes later he was spilling his seed onto the tower and over his hand, the thick white liquid dripping down his fingers. He gave a shy almost embarrassed by the act and then wiped his hand clean on the towel and kicked it off to the side.


Corey dressed in his jeans and a plain black shirt before leaving to find June. When he did he entered the garage with a bowl of beans in one hand and a spoon in the other. As soon as he’d heard the music he knew exactly what she was doing. He dropped onto one of the chairs and let his eyes find June twirling through the ribbons in a manner that he still assumed was black magic.


June was incredible and Corey was always captivated by her performance both because of how impressive it was and how much it stretched the fabric of her clothes and showed off her to-die-for body. He half expected to have his third wardrobe issue of the day.


He watched the performance until it was done, enjoying his beans throughout. When she was done he clapped his hands together and grinned at her.


“Amazing as ever, Jujube,” he commented without any teasing or playful comments. He meant it. “We’ve got to go scout out some places today. We’ve got plenty of food but we might get lucky and find some treats… Would kill some Twizzlers. You up for it?”
 
June couldn’t help but smile as she opened her eyes and saw him sitting on a chair admiring her and clapping at her performance. She was still upside down, so she pulled herself up to a sitting position where she was able to tie the ends together tightly, before pulling herself up just by her arms and managed to untangle her legs to sit back down in the silks that was now acting as a swing.

“Why thanks, I see you’re more appropriately dressed now.” June mentioned eyeing him up and down. She swung her legs back and forth creating some momentum and rested her head up against the fabric as she listened to him, raising a brow as he talked about candy. “You have such a sweet tooth,” a sigh was let out from between her lips, “but sure. We need to look for first-aid kits anyway. Can’t have too many of those.”

She crossed her legs at the ankles, “Let’s wait until it starts getting dark, then it’ll be easier to tell if there’s anyone still around.” Then she leaned backwards and kicked a leg over her head, planting her foot on the floor followed by the other as she ended upright, holding her hands up above her head as if she was saluting a row of judges after a competition. June laughed and dropped them and walked over to Corey, brushing away the few beads of sweat on her forehead as her chest rose and fell, her lungs burning slightly. “I’ll shift, then you can carry some clothes for me, in case I need to shift back.” She placed a hand on his knee and squeezed it before letting go and moving over to the record player, turning it off and putting the disc back into its sleeve.

When she returned to his side, she caught a scent of something she couldn’t seem to place and sweat, making her lean in and brush the tip of her nose along his neck. The soap mixing in with the other smells. “Weird,” she mumbled and pulled away from him. She then turned away from him and went back to her swing and untied it.
 
June looked so nonchalant and innocent as she sat on the silk swing she’d made swaying back and forth as though she didn’t have a care in the world. It was an image that brought a smile to Corey’s features as he finished his beans. Her mood oft rubbed off on him so when the younger shifter was happy then Corey was happy too.


He groaned and rolled his eyes as she commented on his attire. “Sorry, I didn’t expect to have a stalker waiting to ambush me right out of the shower. I see you, Jujube, I know your game.” Corey rolled his shoulders and discarded the bowl onto the floor as she continued to speak. “Says the chocolate fiend. I just like some sweets now and then, that’s all.” He scratched at his shoulder for several seconds at a stubborn itch he couldn’t quite reach. “Yeah… obvious first aid kits too. For somebody so agile you can be a clutz. We should find a cat flap to put on the door for you, maybe a scratching post.”


He nodded at the suggestion of waiting until it had gotten dark, he knew that it was the right call. Corey had to make a conscious effort to keep his eyes from dipping down when she came closer and spoke to him. “Sure, hope I don’t lose them.” The gentle touch of his knee wasn’t uncommon, she had always been a physical person but it still sent a spark up his leg.


Corey’s eyebrows knitted together as she sniffed at him and frowned at her in a defensive mechanism. “Speak for yourself.” He sighed and let his head rest on the back of the chair. “I’m restless. I need to go for a run or something. Probably going to shadowbox for a bit in the garden. You coming? You’ve still got a few things to learn about throwing a punch. I might not always be there to look after you.”
 
Juniper scoffed at his comment about a cat door, making her turn around slowly with her mouth slightly open “that’s unnecessary, you ass.” June swatted at him, “I don’t need you to look after me.” Her tongue ran across her bottom lip, as she thought of his offer to go outside. “I’ll go with you, but you can keep your ghost fighting to yourself. I’ll happily watch,” she said innocently and hopped up the step into the house and went to grab a bottle of water, chugging half of it, a drop falling from the corner of her lips and rolled down her neck.

Gasping for air as she removed it from her mouth, “Plus,” she called out, “I know how to knee a dude, so I’m fine.” She then went to the sliding door that led out to their yard, the grass growing like crazy since no one was bothering with it. The wooden terrace was still relatively free of weeds. The sun was already high in the sky, as she stepped out on bare feet. The breeze was nice against her skin as she uncapped the bottle again and took another sip of it.

She grumbled quietly, still a little bothered by his comment as if she was just a regular house cat. Perhaps she shouldn’t settle for an Ocelot. She’d like to see his face if she shifted to a giant polar bear or something, see how funny he’d find that.

Asshole. She couldn’t wait till he started shifting, hoping he’d only be able to shift into animals like badgers, or bunnies. She snorted at the thought, that’d be something for sure. A fat turkey perhaps.
 
“You’re not avoiding training forever. I mean it.” He insisted, a tone in his voice that held authority. There was also a spot of concern spiking through it too. “A knee to the balls only does so much and you might not always get that chance.” He stepped out into the sun and once again pulled off his top and placed it over a lawn chair before positioning himself in the centre of a small circle he’d marked out with a rope.


Corey wasted no time in getting into a fighting stance and firing off a series of punches followed by fucking and waving as though he were sliding out of the way of strikes coming his way. Corey was both fast and powerful and he went through the motions effortlessly. Up until the collapse he’d trained kickboxing three times a week, one of the many physical activities he’d kept himself busy with.


The male looked over towards June and noticed her pouting and narrowed his eyes at her. “Wait… Jujube. Are you sulking?” A smirk spread to his lips at the image of her brooding. “Don’t give me that look. You know I’m only playing with you. I think you make an adorable ca- ocelot. You have the softest ears.” He shook out his arms and turned back towards her. “Besides, I’ll get to use it sometime anyway.” He walked over to her and ruffled her hair. He reached down for her hand to tug her up with him.


“C’mon, let’s go and watch something, have you ever seen the masterpiece that is Die Hard?” Without waiting for an answer he dragged her inside with him.


-


The sun had gone down and Corey had thrown on a light thin jacket before he’d gone out. He had a backpack over his back with some of June’s clothes in He leaned back against the wall of their house while he waited for her to show up whistling to himself. He glanced up and down the street and noticed how quiet it was. He knew there was a curfew in place but this far out they very rarely got any patrols so he was a little overconfident. He’d only ever seen a few peacekeepers around this area and he’d never had a run-in with them. Not yet anyway.


“C’mon June, where are you?”
 
June could hear him whistling outside being as impatient as ever. Corey had waited outside to let her shift in peace, which was becoming easier and easier for every time she did. Her body was tingling as she stood outside of her bedroom, as naked as the day she was born and waited for her body to change it's shape into an Ocelot. She enjoyed the feeling of a shift, it was like stretching after a long nap. It didn't take long until her vision was that much sharper, her nose picking up several scents she hadn't been able to smell as a human appeared an her hearing had gotten much better.

Her paws padded down the hallway as she set into a trot and finally exited her house, to move herself inbetween Corey's legs, rubbing her body up against them and wrapping her tail around his calf, yowling quietly. The noise coming from her not quite like a cat, but more wild. She looked up at her friend blinking slowly at him before taking off down the street towards the houses down the street. June happily trotted in front of him, occasionally looking back at him to make sure she hadn't lost him.

Sometimes she'd stop and wait for him, sit pretty and swish her tail as he caught up.

Most of the houses were unoccupied, but some of them looked like the occupant inside had turned on a candle, which made the shadows dance on a wall as they stopped to watch or listen. Some houses had been empty for a while. She could smell whether or not a human or a shifter had been in the house lately. In the houses where the scent had long gone, she'd shift, grabbing something she had seen as she went through the rooms to bring it to Corey. Usually it was medicine, painkillers and essentials. Other times it was hidden bags of candy she had found still in her Ocelot form and proudly, with her tail straight in the air, would bring it to him. Rubbing her head against his leg as a 'you're welcome' before going back to looking through the house. Usually, if they would find a lot of canned food, they'd hide it, in case they'd need it in the future. Other times they might just leave it for others to find.
 
No matter how many times Corey saw June shift into her fur he couldn’t get over just how adorable the little ocelot was. As June brushed against his legs he reached down and ran a hand along her side to return the affection. Corey set off at a steady pace to keep up with the younger of the two. He was more than content to let her take the lead, it made sense after all and in this form, she was considerably faster and more alert than he was. Whenever he did fall behind he’d find her sitting waiting for him a little further on ahead eager to make sure they didn’t get split up.


As the weeks went by more and more houses were unoccupied as people took their chances trying to flee from the state, a few ended up returning after a failed attempt. Several were damaged too just broken windows that had been the victim of rocks being thrown through it. Graffiti was becoming more and more common on the houses and walls too, something that had been nearly nonexistent in these parts a few years prior


Corey let June do her thing, he’d let her slip inside the houses and then open up the door with the loot ready for him to come in and collect. Whatever she’d pile up he’d pack into his backpack save for the bag of sweets the little ocelot had brought him in its mouth. Those he’d opened and began to immediately munch one down before holding one out to June.


Despite the time of day, it was still hot and the fact he’d brought a thin top only made it that little bit worse. The air was humid and he could feel the sweat causing his shirt to stick to him.


“Almost full now, Jujube. Pick one more house as our final hit for the night and we can wrap up".
 
June happily took the piece and blinked, swishing her tail at him and took off to pick the last house. They had gone a few streets down, still not terribly far from their own house, so she didn’t feel too bad about taking them further away. The house she chose as their last one was a Spanish inspired terracotta villa, with several stories, and from what she could see from the street, a giant room that lead to their garden, but was protected with glass windows, which was unusual to see in this area. The house itself was unusual.

She waited for Corey to catch up as she sat down and wrapped her tail around her, staring at the villa in front of her. Without giving Corey a chance to say no, she found her way in through a tiny broken window, making sure the entire place was empty. She worked her way from the top down, checking all the rooms and made sure to take her time sniffing things, to get a feel for how long it had been abandoned. This one had been empty for a while. As June reached the bottom floor, she shifted and decided to check this enormous glass room that had originally caught her attention.

The pristine indoor pool made her freeze on the spot, almost choking on the candy that was still dissolving in her mouth. She immediately turned on her heel to go to the front door where Corey was waiting and yanked open the door for him with a big grin on her face.

“Come on,” she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside, closing the door behind them and led him through the house directly to the glass room with the pool. The pool made her really start to wonder who had lived here, someone who must’ve used their pool a lot, but didn’t want bugs and all kinds of stuff in it. Usually the pools they found outside were taken over by nature, or had nasty things in them, so a lot of them were unusable. But this one was clean and looked incredible.

Her naked state finally caught up to her as she realized she had opened the door and completely exposed herself to him. Her ears reddened first followed by her cheeks. Usually she’d find a blanket or something to cover up, but she had been so blinded by the excitement of the pool she hadn’t really given it any thought.

Out of embarrassment she took a step forward and jumped in the pool. The water was a nice room temperature, not too warm, but not cold either. The lights weren’t working so the only illumination came from the moon that was starting to take the suns place.


June grabbed the edge of the pool, looking up at her best friend with a raised brow, “getting in or not?”
 
Every swish of her tail had Corey fighting not to smirk at the little feline shifter. He prayed that when he finally managed to shift himself his form looked suitably badass. He’d seen his parents before and he could live with looking like that. Panthers weren’t too small and they were fast and agile enough to make travel far better than it would be on his feet. Save for the awkwardness of being naked every time he shifted back.

With June he’d always given her space to shift back without his eyes on her. She’d always gently nip at him to let him know that she was ready to change back and, essentially, to look away. He always had her clothes held out for her in one arm though the temptation to turn around and look at his friend had been getting harder and harder over the past few months.

It was for these reasons that when he heard the door open up and turned to look as his breath stalled in his throat. While she may not have noticed Corey did. “Holy shit”. He didn’t get anywhere near long enough for his eyes to dip down to her chest when she grabbed hold of his hand and yanked him into the house with her. He was able to kick the door closed behind him and follow after her, his eyes were glued to her backside and the jiggle her fast movement caused it to make. He tried valiantly to take his eyes off her but he wasn’t strong enough.

It took a moment to realise that they were inside a pool house with a pool that had some kind of automated cleaning routine and its own generator from how it looked and smelled. His eyes roamed the room though, like a magnet, June’s body kept trying to pull them back towards her.

“Holy shit,” he repeated. He could feel the excitement building up in him from the rare find they had come across and June’s red-hot body. “‘Course I am” He pulled off his shirt and threw it onto one of the chairs behind him and quickly undressed, hoping to dive into the water either before his manhood began to react to the view or before she noticed it had at least. He fumbled for the belt on his jeans and threw them behind him. He kicked off his boots, threw off his socks and then dived in causing a small splash beside June. He remained underwater for a long moment as he relished the feeling of the warm pool. Something he’d not had in so many years now. He used to love swimming.

He finally surfaced next to June and placed a hand on her hip. “Good find, Jujube. This place is perfect. Looks like we have our own personal spa and relaxation centre” He dipped a hand into the water to splash his partner-in-crime. “You were that excited you answered the door bare ass naked. What if there was some kind of weirdo outside with bad thoughts?
 
June folded her arms on the edge, resting her chin on them. She couldn’t help watch him undress, following his shape as he jumped in piercing the waters surface as if he’d done it a million times before. She pushed off the side and gently treaded water as she waited for him to come to the surface. Smiling as he popped up beside her.

“Thank you, at least one of us is good for something.” She teased and quickly turned away from his playful splash. Her ears were still red, and they probably grew a shade deeper as he mentioned her lack of clothes as well as his hand on her hip. “Are you referring to yourself?” She asked before diving and making her way to the opposite side of the pool below the surface, just as good of a swimmer as her friend. It was a bit more shallow, which meant she was able to stand on her tippy toes, even though the water was still up to her neck. June kept walking until she was able to stand on a flat foot, and the water was just covering her chest.

The sounds of water splashing around was calming, as they both swam around enjoying the rare find. They’d definitely have to come back in daylight, it must look even better when it was illuminated properly. She couldn’t stop looking up at the perfect view of the sky through the windows. Corey had probably seen her naked a few times, so it wasn’t that weird, but she was still a little embarrassed about how she had completely forgotten to cover herself even just a little bit. She swam to the garden side and grabbed the edge with her fingertips and leaned back, making her hair spread out around her in the water, but also so she could look directly up without completely exposing herself. There wasn’t a cloud in sight, and the stars were extremely visible. The light pollution from LA had been minimal since the collapse, making the stars a lot more visible lately which June loved. It was nice to be able to see the stars more often than before.
 
“Excuse you. I’m good for plenty of things.” Corey pinched June’s hip with his hand as she teased him and decided to splash her again. “Maybe I am… I’m not THAT weird though,” he said nothing about the bad thoughts as he saw her take off towards the opposite end of the pool away from him. While it was relatively dark in the pool the moonlight was strong enough that he could make out details from her silhouette. He could see definition in those curves even with the water protecting her modesty to some degree.

He set off after her and dived below the surface to swim behind. He waited below the surface after she’d broken through the water and planted a soft nip with his teeth at the same spot he’d pinched moments before just by her hip. It wasn’t intended to hurt.

Standing here left most of Corey’s upper body on display seeing as he was considerably taller than June, not that he cared She swam again and once more Corey followed her like a dog with its eyes on a ball.

Seeing the blush still blossoming on her cheeks and the crimson in the tips of her ears Corey felt a spark of confidence burn within him. This time when he returned to the surface he did so directly behind her, his body pressed up against her back. As she arched her head back against him to look upwards he laced one arm around her waist and followed her gaze upwards to the stars.

“They’re beautiful, I’m glad we get to share them.” he began and rested his head on her shoulder, placing his lips near her ears. “As are you, Jujube” His heart began to thunder in his chest, something she’d likely be able to notice despite him playing the moment off cool. Unless she resisted, pulled away or made it clear she wasn’t interested his free hand would try to find hers and slips his fingers through her own. The yet-to-be shifter then tried to use his nose to tilt June’s head towards him so that he could press his lips into hers.
 
As June leaned back she bumped into Corey who had made his was up behind her. His arm snaking around her naked waist. She looked down at it, extremely aware of how naked she was with him behind her. He spoke softly in her ear as he rested his head on her shoulder. She didn’t reply but stood as still as she could, as if the moment could be ruined by even the tiniest movement.

His breath tickled her ear, making her scrunch up her neck making her lose her balance and fall into his front. Smiling at his compliment. June swore she could feel his heartbeat as she stood up against him, or maybe that was just her own as he intertwined their fingers. She recognized his motives but straightened her head, his lips brushing her cheek. Even though they had known each other for most of their lives, and had been living together for a while now. The thought of him kissing her in a romantic manner provoked a feeling she’d never felt before. They had cuddled, they were close, it wasn’t weird. They had even kissed, just to try it, but in an innocent way. This felt like it had a lot more meaning behind it, she took a deep breath and turned around to face him, letting their hands slip out of one another’s grip.

“If you’re going to try and kiss me, at least do it properly,” she challenged him looking up at him with a raised chin. He was so much taller than her, she had t really thought about it most of the time. Granted they weren’t usually this naked and close to each other most of the time. She tugged her hands behind her, placing her hands flatly against the pool wall.

She had genuinely never seen him in a romantic light, she loved him, sure. But was she in love with him? In all honesty, June didn’t know what being in love felt like, so she couldn’t quite tell. Did she think he was gorgeous and attractive, absolutely, but she had also liked the way Ben from her math class looked, so what was the difference? Plus, Corey was like a brother to her, so this felt a little too good as she looked him in the eyes, illuminated by the reflection of the moon in the water.
 
As she fell back into him he couldn’t stop the smirk flitting across his features. He kept his arm around her and his body up against her, more so now that she’d slipped closer to him. He knew she’d noticed what he was trying to do when she raised her head and his lips met her cheeks again. A pang of awkward embarrassment went through him as he wondered if he’d been completely misreading the vibes that there seemed to be between the two of them over the past few months. He hoped not.


As their hands parted Corey assumed that the moment was over, he was about to try and change the subject after realizing he’d completely misunderstood rather than dwelling on being rejected. Regardless of what the two of them had between them, there was a connection even if it wasn’t romantic. He swallowed hard and his eyes dipped for a fraction to the water and the view that awaited him. He felt another pang of arousal before his eyes settled on her and he nearly gawked at what she said.


“So long as you’re sure…” his confidence was still there though it had been knocked a little. He waited to give her the chance to back out of this and when he was confident she wasn’t going to he moved in towards her. One hand went into the water and settled on June’s side while the other went under her chin to tilt her mouth up towards him. He took a final breath before stooping down towards her and pressed his lips into hers.


They’d kissed before, sure. Silly little kisses just messing around without any real intent behind them, not like this. He’d try to work at her lips, his opening and closing against hers a little clumsily. Assuming she continued the kiss with him it’d only be a short while before they clashed teeth and Corey pulled back just a fraction so their noses still touched and let out an awkward laugh.
 
June awkwardly stood there for a moment just letting him kiss her. The clumsy kiss made her pull back a little, but met him softly again, as her hands settled on his chest. Her eyes closed as she stood on her toes to meet his movements better, opening her mouth a little for him. Then he pulled back and her eyes opened, retuning his smile as the tips of their noses touched.

It was a bit more aggressive than the silly little kisses they’d share. Junes right hand moved up to rest on the back of his neck, pushing him back against her lips as she kissed him a little more confident than he had seemed. Again her eyes slipped shut as she slowly tilted her head, letting her own tongue run over the bottom of his lips. He tasted a bit like the candy she had found mixed with chlorine, which was oddly nice. Her other hand ended up alongside the one already behind his neck as her arms wrapped around him and she stepped a little closer to him, still not thinking about their naked state.

Neither of them were experienced kissers, clearly, so she took it slow. Instead of focusing on the kiss, she let her hands run across his shoulders down his arms, just enjoying the feeling of his skin against her entire body. Every hard and soft part of him.
 
It took a moment for June to get into the kiss and Corey wondered if there wasn’t the same kind of magnetism there for her that there was for him but when she had her break and then pulled him into a kiss that doubt started to melt away. He was surprised by how eager she was, how hungry for his taste she was as he felt her tongue against his lower lip and he groaned into her mouth. The smell of chlorine and the shampoo that June used flooded his senses and he could think of nothing but her.


Corey groaned into her as the kiss deepened and their bodies pressed up against each other. Both hands went to her hips then and without thinking they slowly slipped behind her to settle on her backside and give both cheeks a hard possessive squeeze. The arousal ran through him and straight between his legs awakening his manhood. He didn’t put much thought into it as it began to grow and well in between the both of them, the fraction provided much-needed stimulation.


It didn’t matter that the kiss was clumsy, inexperienced and far from perfect it sent Corey’s head into overdrive. Like a thousand fireworks were being ignited and launched within his skull all at once. He was utterly overwhelmed by everything that was Juniper. He groaned against between their lips as he nipped at her bottom lip likely a little harder than he should have before running his tongue against that spot. He tried to catch her tongue with his own so that they could clash together like two slippery eels content to keep the kiss up until June was the one to separate.
 
Juniper swallowed his groans eagerly, but as she felt him hard between them, she stopped panting slightly as she pulled away from him. Swallowing hard as she rested her forehead against his, their breaths combining. June could barely tell where she ended and he began by how wrapped up in each other they were.

His hands on her ass made something click inside of her, making her slowly let her hands slide back down his chest. Following the divots of his body, until she got to his hips, letting a nail scrape against his skin across his stomach. In truth she had never touched a guy like this, so as her hand got closer, her heart started racing in a way she’d never experienced. June met his lips again with hers while her fingertips gingerly went over his navel and down between their bodies, until she wrapped them around his cock and for a second forgetting she was kissing him.

Instead she was focusing on the velvety feeling of him in her hand. Carefully running her thumb over his head, curiously feeling all around him. Amazed at the way he was hard, but also so incredibly soft. Wondering about his reactions June started pulling back to watch Corey’s face with interest while she touched him. She tried to speak, but her voice got caught in her throat. She swallowed, “Let me know if I hurt you.”

She wasn’t really sure exactly how to touch him, so she instead stuck to just exploring him for her own pleasure and curiosity. With a bit of pressure added, she started moving her hand down his length, feeling the little hairs brush against the back of her fingers as she moved them back up a little faster.
 
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