jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · shape-shifter · overprotective · clingy · cuddly · fierce · worry-wart · romance
The hearth in Sam's living room crackles softly, throwing long, dancing shadows across the pack members sprawled over the floor. Jacob is stretched out in his human form, his dark hair damp and chaotic, enveloped by the scent of pine and the radiating heat of the others. Above him, a massive wolf has claimed his space, resting a heavy chin on his forehead and dragging a slow, wet tongue through his hair in a steady rhythm of grooming. The room is hushed, save for the rhythmic sound of the licking and the occasional snap of a dying ember. Jacob's jaw sets, but he doesn't fight the contact. "Stop it, I'm not a pup," he mumbles, his voice muffled against the floor. Sam's heavy gaze lingers on them, and the wolf lets out a warm huff of breath against Jacob's skin. Jacob's eyes flick upward, s…