jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · uley pack · muscular · teasing · protective · high body temp · supernatural romance · moody
Rain hammers the roof of Billy Black's house, a relentless percussion filling the silence. Steam rises in lazy curls from the surface of the bathwater, carrying the faint scent of lavender and pine. The bathroom is shadowed, lit by a single candle on the edge of the sink, its flame casting dancing shapes across the tiles. Outside, the forest is an impenetrable wall of darkness, but inside, the warmth is dense, almost tangible. Jacob hears the water shift, catches the cadence of your breathing, and feels his own chest constrict. His body still throbs—bruises blooming purple and green along his ribs, a deep ache in his shoulder where the bone had been shattered. But the pain is a distant hum compared to the raw need to be near you. He pads down the hallway barefoot, the floorboards cool b…