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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Jackson/Erica/Isaac
  Character:
      Jackson_Whittemore, Erica_Reyes, Isaac_Lahey
  Additional Tags:
      Sex, Three-some, I_Tried
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-07-20 Words: 2293
****** You're Pack Too ******
by Miscellaneous_Subtext
Summary
     When Isaac and Erica go to Jackson's house after the party in the
     warehouse, they go to convince him. What they find isn't what they
     expect...
Notes
     So I wrote this for iamthemagicks on Tumblr... EVIL... WHY??? Yea, I
     wasn't going to write it, then I did...
     I've never written a three-some before... but I did try... unbeta'd
     because I couldn't be bothered to find one
Erica and Isaac climb in Jackson’s window after the party, because… Well,
because they didn’t catch him the first time and they need to make him see
sense. Erica just thinks she can convince him better than anyone else because,
she’s a girl and has claws. She seems to have forgotten that Jackson poisoned
her and she nearly died. Isaac chooses not to bring that up with her because he
doesn't see it ending well.
When they climb in the window they can both hear the shower running, Jackson
washing away the blood, the evidence of his deed and what he is. This is the
time to catch him. What they find isn’t what they expect.
Jackson’s hands are braced against the side of the shower, covered in blood up
to his elbows. His head is bent forward under the spray, water running down his
back and through his hair into his eyes. His shoulders are shaking and the
wolves don’t need super-hearing to know Jackson’s crying.
Erica doesn’t think about it, because despite what he is, Jackson is still part
of their pack, someone turned by their Alpha. She strips her clothes and shoes,
leaving them in a messy pile on the floor. Jackson doesn’t notice her even when
she opens the glass door. His eyes are squeezed shut and he’s gasping for
breath through the sobs that rack his body. Erica slides in between Jackson and
the wall, reaching out small, firm hands to cup his face. Jackson’s whole body
jerks at the sudden touch, his eyes going wide.
“What the hell? Get out.” It’s clearly not as loud as Jackson intends it to be,
he’s gritting his teeth, but he’s still sobbing with each breathe.
“No, you’re Pack, Jackson... It’s ok.” Erica places a soft kiss to Jackson’s
forehead. Jackson shifts slowly, resting his head on Erica’s shoulder in
defeat.
Isaac just watches them as Erica slowly manoeuvre Jackson under the spray,
small hands wiping away the blood, brushing over Jackson’s skin in one long
caress. When they’re finished and the water runs clean, Erica helps Jackson
step out and Isaac hands them both towels. Together, Isaac and Erica pat
Jackson dry, wrapping a towel around his waist when they’re done. Isaac pulls
Jackson back into the bedroom, one warm hand wrapped around Jackson’s cold one.
Isaac feels the need to wrap himself around Jackson and warm him up. His pack
mate shouldn’t be this cold, he should be as warm as he or Erica or Boyd or
Derek is.
“Come on Jackson…” Jackson lets himself be lead, his eyes glassy and unseeing.
Isaac pulls back the covers on the bed and pushes Jackson into it but when he
tries to let go of Jackson’s hand he can’t. Jackson’s eyes are focused up at
him, his hand gripping tightly to Isaacs.
“Don’t leave… don’t leave me… here… alone…” He looks lost, like a forgotten
puppy with wide eyes and Isaac can almost hear the whine in Jackson’s throat.
He only thinks about it for a second, looking over his shoulder at Erica who’s
standing besides the bathroom door still in a towel. She nods and Isaac knows
she feels the same way he does. He kicks his shoes off and pulls his shirt off,
leaving it on the floor before sliding into the bed besides Jackson, who
wiggles over to make room. Erica climbs in the other side, dropping her towel
to the floor and snuggling up to Jackson. Jackson rests his head on Isaacs
chest, eyes closed, hand finding Isaac's and gripping it tightly.
“It’ll be ok, Jackson,” Isaac brushes the damp hair back off Jackson’s
forehead, finger tangling in the strands and gently scratching at the blonde
boy's scalp. Jackson lets out a soft moan, turning his face into Isaac’s skin.
Erica moves up, pressing herself against Jackson’s back and kissing a line
across his shoulder. Her lips glide up his neck, her fingers joining Isaac’s as
they card through Jackson’s hair.
“We’ll look after you Jackson,” Erica whispers in Jackson’s ear. The blonde
rolls over onto his back, moving away from Isaac but still touching, their
sides pressed together. Erica lets herself be pulled on top of Jackson’s, leans
down a little to meet the other blonde in a soft kiss. Isaac rolls over onto
his side to watch them, fingers still in Jackson’s hair, tugging on the short
strands. Jackson turns his head away from Erica, arm reaching up to circle
Isaac’s neck and pull him down. Isaac has never kissed a boy before but he’s
not worried. Jackson kisses soft and slow, his fingers caressing the skin at
the nap of Isaac's neck. Jackson’s tongue flicks out and over the seam of
Isaac’s lips. Isaac opens his mouth slowly, wanting to be closer, wanting more.
Erica’s breath warms the side of his face, she nips at his ear and Isaac pulls
out of the kiss with a soft moan of disappointment. But Erica’s right there,
claiming his lips with a little more force than Jackson, her teeth scrap across
his sensitive lips, her tongue diving deeper.
There are hands everywhere, tangled in hair, gripping necks and arms as they
pull at each other, trying to get closer. Erica rolls over, arms looped around
Jackson’s neck as she pulls him down on top of her. Isaac watches them kiss,
jealous of the touch and the closeness, but only for a second because then
they’re both reaching out to him and dragging him closer. Jackson pulls lube
and condoms from his bedside draw looking at them with a slightly sheepish
expression.
“We don’t have to…” He trails off, even if he says that, the wolves can see how
much he wants it and honestly, they want it too.
“It’s ok…” Isaac pulls Jackson up into a kiss, stroking down the blonde’s spine
and cupping his ass. Jackson is all firm muscle and soft skin, skin that is
slowly warming under the touch of the two wolves. Jackson whimpers, pulling
back a little to look up into Isaac's eyes.
“Fuck me…” Isaac flinches, taken by surprise by the soft breath command that
falls from Jackson’s lips. “Please Isaac…” Jackson’s fingers stroke through the
wolf’s hair as he presses light kisses to the sides of Isaac’s mouth.
“I’ve never…” Jackson smiles, it’s small but triumphant.
“I know…” Jackson flops down onto his back, and clicks open the cap of the
lube, squeezing some onto his fingers and hand. A little bit of that cockiness
that normally surrounds Jackson is back and he tosses a condom at Isaac. “You
just watch…” Jackson leans over to give Erica a quick kiss, but stops to
whisper in her ear. It’s just a game really, because with werewolf hearing,
Isaac knows exactly what Jackson’s saying. “Do you want to watch Isaac fuck
me?” Erica has his sly smile on her face as she stares straight up at Isaac,
that look says she really wants to see what Jackson is suggesting. “He’ll fuck
me, while I fuck you. Would you like that Erica?” Jackson nips at the blonde
girls ear, forcing a shudder from her body. “See Isaac thrusting into me, as I
do the same to you. Being so close you can feel ever move, ever sound, seeing
every moment of pleasure.” Jackson’s practically purring as he describes it and
Erica grins.
“Yes…” And they both look immensely pleased with themselves. Jackson kisses her
again and rolls onto his back, spreading his legs so Isaac can see everything.
Jackson’s cock is long and hard, the head flushed a deep red that makes Isaac
want to lean down and suck it. But he gets distracted when Jackson moves his
slick fingers down to his hole. Jackson’s head falls back as he pushes a finger
in, his mouth open as he gasps in a breath. Isaac can’t look away from the
sight of Jackson stretching around one long, slender finger. Erica moves closer
to Jackson, kissing down the boy’s throat to his shoulder, where she bites down
and starts sucking. The wet sounds of Erica sucking on Jackson’s shoulder and
the sounds of Jackson finger fucking himself make Isaac want to cum in his
pants. God, they’re so hot, the pair of blondes laid out and eager. Isaac rids
himself of his pants quickly, throwing them away and crawling forward to kneel
between Jackson’s legs. Jackson presses in another finger, twisting his fingers
apart to stretch himself open.
“Isaac…” Jackson lifts his head and stares up at Isaac with glazed eyes, full
of need and lust. “Please…” Isaac smiles, can feel his wolf whining at him to
get closer, to fuck Jackson into the mattress, but not yet. Instead he leans
down, licking over the head of Jackson’s cock. Jackson arches up, thrusting
another finger into himself as Isaac takes the head of his cock in his mouth.
Isaac’s mouth is so hot and wet, his tongue circling Jackson’s cock slowly, a
little unsure, but so good. Erica lifts up, and Jackson can feel the throbbing
of the mark she’s left on his shoulder. She lets out a soft moan as she watches
Isaac suck Jackson down. Her hand moves from Jackson’s chest to her clitoris,
rubbing herself and moaning into Jackson’s neck. God, Jackson’s not sure where
he should be looking. They’re so gorgeous, Isaac between his legs and Erica at
his side, his werewolves, his Pack. “Isaac! Please…” Jackson can feel himself
getting close, he needs to fuck them, needs them to fuck him. “Please…” Isaac
lifts off, dragging his tongue across the head of Jackson’s cock as he does.
Jackson gasps, hips jerking at the cold air and the sudden emptiness as he
pulls his fingers out of himself. “Fuck me now Isaac. Fuck please…” He drags
Isaac closer, yanking him down into a rough kiss, teeth clashing and biting.
Erica’s a godsend, handing them each a condom. Jackson can’t take his eyes off
Isaac as the boy rolls on his own, eyes going glassy as he strokes himself.
“Come on boys.” Erica smiles, shoving them over so she can lie in the middle of
the bed, pulling Jackson back on top of her. “This is the real fun part.” She’s
sort of glowing, happy and playful in a way that Jackson never knew with Lydia.
But now is not the time to think about his ex. Not when Erica is spreading her
legs and she’s so wet and ready beneath him. He lines himself up, pushing into
her slowly. It’s almost overwhelming, the warm, tight heat of her, even hotter
because she’s a werewolf. Jackson can feel her claws against his back but she
doesn’t dig them into him, not yet at least. She arches her back, pushing up,
forcing him deeper into her until he bottoms out. They both moan, panting for a
minute together.
“Isaac...” Jackson turns his head to look up at the other boy, his hair
tickling Erica’s nose and she leans up to bite at his neck. Isaac’s face is
flushed, eyes wide as he licks his lips. He grabs the lube bottle and moves
closer, pouring more onto Jackson’s hole before tossing it aside and leaning
in. Isaac lines himself up and pushes in, much more slowly than Jackson did.
Jackson pushes against him, raising his ass a little and pressing his face into
Erica’s neck. Erica squeezes around Jackson’s cock, momentarily distracting him
from the burn of Isaac entering him. Jackson relaxes and Isaac bottoms out in
on sudden jerk.
“Fuck…” Jackson growls, head coming up as he braces himself on his arms over
Erica.
“Nice,” Erica grins at them both, lifting her legs to wrap them around Jackson.
“Now, fuck me.” Her eyes glow gold in the dark, and it’s beautiful. Jackson
kisses her, thrusting forward into her and feeling the drag of Isaac’s cock
inside him. Isaac groans and thrusts forward, claws digging into Jackson’s hips
to hold him steady. Jackson pushes back, rocking into one of them and then the
other. He can feel his orgasm building fast, assaulted on both sides by the
wolves. He knows they’re close to, Erica’s head is thrown back, her hands
gripping the headboard and thrusting herself roughly down on Jackson’s cock.
Isaac’s thrusts are becoming more erratic, his breath jumping in his chest.
“Harder…” Jackson whines at him, as he pulls Erica closer, pushes into her
harder. Isaac pulls back, thrusting in hard which pushes Jackson deeper into
Erica and they both gasp.
Erica comes first, claws coming out and digging into the headboard. Legs
tightening around Jackson’s waist as her whole body shudders and clamps down on
Jackson’s cock. She screams and Jackson kisses her so that she won’t wake the
whole neighbourhood. She collapses on the bed, eyes closed with a pleased
expression on her face. Isaac is still moving; he shifts his hips and is
suddenly thrusting against Jackson’s prostrate. It’s like he’s on fire, the
pleasure burning through him as he comes, still inside Erica. Jackson collapses
against Erica.
Isaac pulls out of Jackson and removes the condom, jerking himself until he
comes over Jackson’s back and ass. He grins before rolling to the side and
flopping down next to the pair of them.
They don’t say anything, just clean up with one of the towels that’s lying on
the floor and curl up together. Isaac tucks Jackson’s back against his chest,
one arm slung over the blonde boy’s waist. Erica curls up in Jackson’s arms,
head tucked into his chest and Jackson’s arms around her waist. Their legs
tangle together as they lay there on their sides, breathing in the smell of
warmth and sex and most importantly Pack.
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