A shadow appeared in front of Jasper as a tall figure stepped up behind him. He froze, sniffing the air. His mate. She took his hips in her hands and slid her fingers under the waistband of his chinos. He stepped back, pressing his back into her and closing his locker. She wrapped her arms fully around his waist, keeping her long fingers under the material of his trousers. Her lips grazed the tip of his ear.

“I’ve barely seen you all day, where’ve you been hiding?”

“Uh, in class?” The only thing that sucked about having an older mate was that they had no classes together. She was only a year older but Jasper loved the thought of his mate being an ‘older woman’, although did that mean he had to start acting mature? His breath caught when she began to fiddle with the elastic of his boxers. “I could just stop going to class, become a house-husband at sixteen.” She chuckled into the back of his head.

“But that would mean even less time together.” She bit his ear gently and his back arched just a little, thankfully every other student was too busy with their own lives to notice the slightly suggestive situation going on.

“You’re going to get us in trouble.”

“Mmm, why don’t we find somewhere more private?” The bell rang to announce the next classes starting. “Lunchtime. Meet me in Mrs Gomez’s room.”

“O-okay.” He gasped. She placed a soft kiss under his ear and pulled her hands out of his pants.

“See you at one, don’t be late.” She gave his arse a quick smack and strode away, leaving Jasper to fight with the half-erection straining against his boxers. He grabbed his bag and shuffled to the little boy’s room, he would just have to be a bit late to Chemistry.

~

Jasper trudged to the Mrs Gomez’s classroom, running late after spending too much time chatting after class with Aminali and sending texts to their friend group to let them know he would be spending lunch with his mate. They made sure to take the piss out of him, only one week into meeting her and he was already ditching his friends for her.

He threw the door open and kicked it shut behind him. Alexa was waiting for him, seated on a desk and sporting a sour expression.

“What?” He asked.

“You’re late.”

“My bad.” He shrugged, approaching her casually.

“You’re not going to apologise?”

“I said ‘my bad’…” He pulled a face. “You’re my mate not my master…”

“I’m your dominant, you should apologise by submitting to me.”

“Well, now I don’t want to submit to you!”

“Well, you don’t get much of a choice.” She grabbed him by the top, pulling him towards her as she slid off the table, brining herself up to her full height. “You will submit to me, now.” She loomed over him, her platinum blonde pixie-cut framing her face perfectly. Stop it Jasper, you shouldn’t be thinking about how pretty she is when she’s very obviously not pleased with you. He huffed, clutching his hands against his chest.

“Don’t wanna.” He whinged. Alexa grabbed his chin and pinched it just enough to make him wince. He could feel her wolf overpowering his, he forced himself to make eye contact but that made it worse, her dominance radiating into him in waves. “D-don’t…” He whined, pouting up at her futilely. Eventually he couldn’t hold out any longer and turned away slowly and with exaggerated effort, revealing his neck and pressing his head into her arm. Her wolf released a wave of calm that washed over him and he felt his own wolf chill, much less anxious without its dominating presence holding him captive. He jumped as he felt her graze her teeth along the tender skin of his neck until she reached the meeting point where it met his shoulder and clamped down, sinking her teeth into him. “A-aah!” He moaned. His hands jerked forward and grabbed her top, squeezing it when the bite began to sting. “P-please…” He whispered. Jasper felt his cheeks heat as he realised he was breathing hard into her shoulder. He was turned on. Her mouth pulled away with a wet ‘pop’ and she pulled back.

“Was that so hard?” Her hazel eyes were softer than before, watching him carefully. His eyes flicked to and from her face, his shame throwing him off and making him awkward. He whined, unsure of what to say. “Don’t make those cute noises when I’m trying to dominate you!” She teased with a small smile, sliding her hands up to pinch his cheeks.

“It’s not my fault, you made me!”

“I’ll make you do a lot of things.” She growled, pressing their bodies together and spinning them on the spot, swapping their positions so the desk now pressed up against Jasper’s back. He squirmed beneath her as she ran her hands over him, feeling every inch of his torso. His own fingers seemed locked in place, frozen and unable to reciprocate. He wanted to touch her, to feel her abs, squeeze her boobs and grab her butt. But his body refused to budge, he couldn’t move. Was it nerves? They hadn’t been that physical since their connection. In the week since that fateful moment in the hallway they had shared small, ghost-like touches and a couple of chaste kisses in hidden alcoves. It was hard when they weren’t in the same pack and Alexa was still getting settled in hers since she was still technically quite new to the lunar Warriors. They hadn’t even talked about a bonding ceremony or marking yet… Jasper knew the lunar Warriors were quite traditional but his pack wasn’t and if Alexa was raised in another pack she might not be either… He hadn’t even met her family… There were so many things playing on his mind, chasing each other round and round inside his head when a sudden shock of pleasure snapped him back to the present. Her hands were under his shirt, pinching and pulling at his nipples, her lips on his neck, mouthing at the skin softly and her knee rubbing at him through his beige trousers. His dick was stirring and growing in his boxers.

“Hah-haaa…” He breathed, his hips jerking against her knee and his back arching into her teasing hands.

“Are you okay?” She murmured against his neck. A shiver ran through him at the feel of her breath on the wet spots she had made with her kisses and licks.

“Y-yeah.” She slowed her movements and pulled back a little, standing up straight and lowering her leg but keeping her hands on his sides. He blinked up at her in confusion, he didn’t want her to stop. She looked over his face, scanning him like a strange creature in a petting zoo.

“Are you sure? You seem a little… stiff.”

“I mean, that’s kind of how cocks work…” He joked, trying to ignore the awkwardness and move on. She rolled her eyes with a small laugh.

“I don’t mean there, your whole body seems kinda frozen - we don’t have to do anything yet if you’re not comfortable.” Jasper huffed, he didn’t want to talk feelings, he wanted her to rub at his crotch some more.

“I don’t know what it is, I really want to touch you but my body has just jammed up… I think I’m still in shock from meeting you - I was so desperate to find my mate that now it has finally happened maybe my body doesn’t truly believe it.” He scrunched up his face awkwardly. She smiled with a look of relief on her small, round features.

“Well, that’s okay, we can just take it slow - I’ll use my hands to warm you up to it nice and slow.” She winked. “Although, since you were late we don’t have much time…” Jasper was suddenly lifted by his waist to place him on the desk, his hands falling behind him to support his back. “And since you’re halfway there already…” She trailed a long finger over the bulge in his chinos, up to the buttons where she quickly popped hem open. “Can I touch you here?”

“O-of course.” Jasper mumbled, chewing on his bottom lip.

“If you feel… frozen, just say something, okay?”

“’Kay.” He gave a short nod. Alexa’s hands pulled his zipper down, opening the flaps as far as they would go and began stroking him through the soft material of his boxers. Jasper jolted at the first touch and his legs shook a little, it felt incredible. She was watching him so intently as she coaxed him to full hardness, it made him feel feverish. He got bigger and bigger in her hand, her tender touch sending sparks along him until he was panting softly, trying to hide the sound. The front of his underwear had a growing damp spot from the precum leaking from his tip.

“Wow, you’re definitely a grower.” She commented with raised eyebrows.

“So you thought I was small before?” He asked incredulously.

“No, I thought you were average before.” She soothed, pulling at him with firmer strokes now, sending pulses of pleasure to the pit of his stomach. “Now I think you are VERY far above average… And I’m looking forward to all the fun we’re going to have using it.” She grinned salaciously and snatched the band of his underwear down to expose his member to the chilly air of the room. Jasper’s mouth fell open in a small ‘o’. Her hand grabbed him fully now, skin to skin, feeling every inch of him and massaging it firmly. The gasping breaths were back and Jasper lifted his hands from the table, his abs clenching now from both the electric shocks running up his dick and the effort of holding him upright, and used them to cover his mouth and red cheeks. She twisted her hand around ridge beneath the head and a sharp moan burst from his lips. “Like that?” She asked with a grin that looked like it was about to split her face.

Jasper could barely manage a reply, he gasped out, “Mm- ye- aaah!” before clamping his hands more tightly over his mouth. He didn’t know how much longer he would last. On the one hand, he wanted to hold out so Alexa didn’t think he was a pathetic kid with a lack of stamina, but on the other hand they didn’t have much time left until lessons started again which would mean either getting caught with his penis out or having to finish off by himself in a toilet stall… again. “It… I’m getting…” He sucked in a sharp breath and drew his legs up a little, his tummy beginning to ache from the strain of balancing on the desk and the overwhelming sensations running from his crotch up his body. It felt so good, her hand was so warm… so firm but gentle…

“Are you gonna come?” Her tone was almost teasing and he scowled a her as best he could while she sent incredible sparks of pleasure through his genitals. She laughed, “What’s the sour face for?”

“You-you’re making fun of me!”

“No, I’m not - I’m just feeling pleased with myself.” She winked and did that thing again, the twisty thing, the one that made his vision go fuzzy.

“Ah! F-fuck!”

“Come on, love, stop being stubborn and let go.” She whispered, her voice suddenly sweet and coaxing. Jasper panted through his fingers, letting out a submissive whine at the command, he had never felt like this before… had never craved domination like this… He wanted to obey her, do exactly as she asked… as she ordered.

“Aaaah! Ah-hah! Fuck!” Jasper cried out, probably far too loudly, and his body curled in on itself just a little more as his muscles spasmed through his orgasm. Alexa jerked her head down, covering the tip with her mouth and twisting her fingers around the head of his dick over and over, forcing the almost unbearable pleasure to continue long past his finish.

“Mmm.” Alexa replied, swallowing.

“Oh god, fuck, shit!” Jasper moaned, his body incapable of relaxing as she worked him into a state of sweaty exhaustion.

When she finally released him he dropped back on the desk, letting his limbs finally release the tension that had been holding his muscles captive throughout. His legs hung over the edge of the desk, shaking. Alexa leant over him, putting her hands either side of his torso and lowering her head down to his to kiss him deeply, sliding her tongue between his lips and flicking at his. When they broke apart she pulled him up by the arms and he slumped against her shoulder, still struggling to catch his breath.

“You’ve got quite the potty mouth, kid.” She chuckled into the crown of his head.

“Mmm… and you’ve got quite the talented mouth.” He mumbled. She leant him to one side and gave his left butt cheek a smack.

“Watch it.”

“Yes, m’am.” He laughed.