The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy & agentlemanwithadream)
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				Title: <strong>The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WillowPup</strong> on <strong>25-08-2015, 21:17:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/88/96/3b/88963b870aad83131987d9dc5c17047c.jpg)</div>Quinn cursed again. There was no way she was getting out of this event, and in this small space, she had no other way to vent her frustration. Pacing up and down in her little office, separated from the main cubicles by a simple frosted glass pane, the fiery redhead had to keep her voice down, trying her hardest not to let a full on growl escape. Her wolf was pacing with her, bubbling below the surface, just as frustrated with the situation. When she had heard about the event in question, she had felt a sense of excitement- contrary to many who lived in her hometown of Packwood, she actually did love her job, and enjoy it, and this was a chance to really show what she could do for the company. As Head of Marketing, this PR event with potential new suppliers for the Starbucks chains all over the world was a big step up in her career, and if all went well, she could be looking at some serious publicity for the brand, and for herself. <br><br>As a natural born Alpha, Quinn quite liked being as powerful as she could in many areas of her life, and this would make her just about as powerful as she could be in this particular part of her life. And potentially, a payrise. The corporate world of America was cutthroat, particularly in the rapidly expanding coffee business, and while none could quite match Starbucks, a few were getting close, and it was getting more and more crucial to stay ahead of the game. <br><br>Wishing she could just drive home, shed her clothes, shift, and then run for hours into the mountains, her wolf urging her to do so, the woman took a few deep breaths and suppressed her instincts, knowing that no good would come of a wolf running through downtown Seattle. "Now THAT would be one way to get a helluvalot of publicity..." she spoke softly to herself. Moving back to her desk, she sat, looking at her computer screen for a few moments, trying to focus, before giving up, running her hands through her hair and letting out the smallest and quietest of growls. "Dammit."<br><br>Deciding that the best course of action would be to NOT sit still in her fairly breakable office, she stood and took a few deeper breaths than before, composing herself, before walking out onto the main floor, nodding silently to anyone who would go past as she almost stormed down to the ground floor, trying not to snarl at any slowpokes in her way. Her wolf hated people dawdling in the street, making it impossible for others to get past, and the animal saw absolutely no sense in the dimwitted two-legged animals that she had to experience life with. <br><br>Walking to the coffee shop next door, their flagship store, Quinn waved to the owner of the shop in question, sitting down near the counter and dropping her head quite unceremoniously onto the tabletop. "The usual please David." The owner of the shop just laughed and went to put the order through, leaving the wolf girl to think about how she was going to get through the biggest event of her career while deep in an animalistic heat that would have her all but humping every male within a 5 mile radius. <br><br>Feeling her wolf perk up a little, her nose caught a scent that was far too familiar, and at this time, partly unwelcome. What were the chances of HIM coming into the shop at the same time? Her wolf, as always excited by the presence of a fellow among the boring, ordinary humans, was all but howling out for attention, Quinn stifling the urge to pick herself up and look. She defiantly stayed in her dejected pose, hoping silently that wolf-boy wouldn't come over, trying not to let her instincts take over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>25-08-2015, 21:55:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj97/StockholmByMorning/Nick%20Auger/NickAuger06.jpg)</div><em>Ping!</em> A small notification popped up on the bottom right hand corner of his screen which was supposed to serve as a reminder about the large PR event coming up. How could he ever forget? For the last month he had received email upon email of requests from all over the building for a bunch of bullshit that they didn't need. As Head of Administration, it was his job to make sure that everyone was properly supplied so that the office could run smoothly. <br><br>'It really is an important job!' He could vividly remember the day Beth from HR convinced him to move from marketing to admin. 'Nothing in the building is possible without our administration team!' A smirk played on his face as he remembered watching the busty blonde bounce and jiggle ever so slightly as she made her pitch for the position. Even now, as he closed his eyes in the quiet confines of his basement office, he could smell her arousal from that day. Ultimately, through her very persuasive demeanor, she got him to take the job, although she probably had difficulty walking straight for a few days after. Months like this made him question whether or not he had made the right decision. <br><br>Sean was a natural born leader and quickly moved up the ranks of his department. One thing about his position was that people could get pushy. Most of them didn’t have a leg to stand on as far as the corporate ladder was concerned. Sean didn’t technically have to answer to anyone under the VP but generally things went a lot smoother if Sean didn’t get him involved. The only other thing about the job was being stuck in the basement for the majority of the time. Sure, he had access to just about any room in the building but he often looked, and felt, out of place roaming the halls aimlessly. Besides, he never knew when he was going to run into <span class="bbc_u">her.</span> At the thought of her, his inner being poked its head up and he instinctively took a sniff of the air. Although he was presumably many, many, floors beneath her, a faint scent lingered in the air. She was about to come into heat. Sean couldn’t help but chuckle as normally Quinn had vacations scheduled around when she entered heat. He wondered if she would be able to hold it off until after the event? Not if he had anything to do about it.<br><br>Since he was in a mood to start a little mischief, he rose from his desk and locked his computer. Quickly, he slipped off to the bathroom, relieved himself with an obnoxious groan and made his way to the mirror to wash his hands and check himself out. Sean was relatively big, standing somewhere between 6’1 and 6’2 with a strong, solid frame. His….lifestyle, ensured that he remained active. Today, he was wearing a simple grey polo shirt and a fitted pair of jeans with a pair of almost charcoal boat shoes. Satisfied with his appearance, he made his way up and out of the building. His goal was to put something else in his nostrils to try and ease his yearning for the woman but he closer and closer he got to the coffee shop, the stronger the scent became. By the time he hit the door, he had all but lost the ability to turn around as his inner beast pushed him forward. Sure enough, there she was looking miserable to say the least. Sean ordered himself a black coffee which was made just in time for him to intercept her drink and make his way to her table. <br><br>As Sean approached her, he walked a bit straighter, his chest expanding slightly in reaction to her presence and impending condition. His inner beast was barking and wagging with excitement, an excitement that he knew she would be able to feel. He couldn’t help but wonder if she would be strong enough to resist him or would she finally give him a chance. <br><br>“Hey Quinn.” His deep voice rumbled gently, as he offered her the drink she had ordered and invited himself to a seat. “Long day?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WillowPup</strong> on <strong>25-08-2015, 22:33:28</strong>
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				Hearing, smelling and even feeling his wolf approach, Quinn tried desperately snarling at herself internally, trying to calm the dancing creature inside her, but the minx of a wolf would not listen, responding to her equal and his excitement, one of only three unmated Alpha males in the area that were NOT family. She hadn't intentionally fallen into the same company as one of them, and she still remembered her shock when she had first scented him. <br><br>He was handsome indeed, and, as with most of the wolves, incredibly fit and healthy, and, as she had been told by quite a few young lady wolves she knew, quite virile. <em>Man slut.</em> She would be lying if she said she wasn't curious, her wolf drawn more to him far more than either of the other two potentials, but though they worked together, Quinn wouldn't say they were close. She knew he was just as interested, just as invested in the interests of his inner beast, but she hadn't yet given him a chance. She still wasn't quite sure why she resisted so much, but it was as he sat down that she picked her head up off the table and begrudgingly took the coffee, ignoring the silly four-legged slut, that she realised he may just be the solution to her problem. Not that she was going to admit it. She silently resented his naturally dominant pose as he moved, chest up, tall and straight, making her wolf even more of a problem, ass up in the air, tail wagging, in full on play mode, whining and all.<br><br>"Hey Sean. Help yourself to a seat..." she invited, wryly, raising an eyebrow at his total lack of personal space observance. If she had been in wolf form, and it had been ANY other time of the year, she probably would have snapped at him. Luckily for him, the lethargy that set in before heat started was taking effect, and she knew it would only be a few more days until it started... unless he stayed close to her for too long, which she knew that he knew full well. The devil. Her green eyes pierced his as she quietly challenged him for some space. They were both equal at their jobs and in their natural ranks, both Alpha's, and it was often a 50/50 if she tried exerting her will. In this case though, she knew her wolf wasn't fully committed, and her challenge probably wouldn't last long against his returning gaze. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 15:10:38</strong>
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				As Sean settled into his seat his he nodded at the woman gently in acknowledgment of her statement. His face remained calm and as normal as anyone else in the increasingly busy coffee shop. However, the slight shake of his hand as he took a sip of his hot beverage gave a hint into his excitement. His inner wolf was prancing around in his full glory as a show for the lady in front of him. For the briefest of moment, Sean thought that this might have been easy. Quinn was clearly in a deep battle with herself and, as the only viable option, he thought she might give in. That thought didn’t last long. Her green hues seemed to ripple with warnings about the space between them. The raw energy that currently flowed between them got the best of him and before he could stop himself, he emitted a low and threatening growl while pulling himself closer to the table. Quickly, he pushed his inner beast back for a moment and cleared his throat. <br><br>“So, I know you have to be excited about the pain in my ass that’s coming up.” He smiled softly as he referred to, what he could only assume, was one of the biggest moments in her career. Truthfully, it was important for him as well. If he could make sure that everything ran smoothly from a logistical standpoint then he would be looking at a hefty salary increase and increases were always welcome.<br><br>“It’s funny though,” Sean continued while his inner wolf whined louder and louder because of the agony of not being able to have her. In such close proximity, Sean was having a difficult time controlling himself as well. Her scent saturated everything and clouded his mind with lust.<br><br>&nbsp;“I thought that I would be seeing, or at least hearing, more of you these last few weeks.” His eyes danced playfully across the part of her that he could see. <br><br>“Forgive me for the assumption but, it seems like you could use my help,” he let the double entendre hang in the air for a moment, “for the event.” Sean sipped his coffee again hoping that the strong scent would clear his head somewhat.&nbsp; It didn’t help. His inner beast continued to prance around, pawing at her from a far and whined incessantly. Sean needed to get her away from these people, he needed to get her alone.<br><br>“I’ll tell you what. I can send you a meeting in Outlook, you can come to my office and we can discuss exactly what you <strong>need</strong> to make everything go smoothly.” He raised his eyebrows over the cup of coffee that had again found its way to his lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WillowPup</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 15:31:34</strong>
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				Hating that she had to do it, giving in, she averted her eyes a little at his growl as he moved closer into her space, and she could almost feel her wolf whine as she is beaten momentarily. Not for long though, and the little feral creature picked her head up quite fast, urging Quinn to move even closer to the man across the table. She looked around the shop quickly but subtly, making sure no one had heard the growl escape, glad that it had been low enough that no one seemed to notice. The she-wolf glared at him in warning as he started talking, furious that he would give into his wolf so easily. <br><br>Trying desperately not to lean forward, she knew that they should have been working a lot closer together with it, but she had always found some excuse to send a subordinate to deal with the fellow shifter. She found that when she got too close to him, like now, her wolf would go crazy, and it would be very hard to keep things totally human, particularly if they were by themselves. Her wolf was clawing at her, trying meet his, sensing more than anything the need that drew them together, hers worse than usual due to the week coming up- the same week he hinted at cheekily, playfully, teasing her with his words. <br><br>Now she was the one trying to stifle the growl, wishing beyond hope that the males would have to experience a similar condition too. Of course it wasn't that simple, but she wished for a brief moment that he knew exactly what sort of place this put her in. As it was, she DID need to talk to him about the event, work wise, and, at his offer, quite evidently a double meaning, her had to physically stifle a whine from her wolf. And, if things did escalate, it really would solve her problem... <br><br>Having a quick internal debate, she let out the smallest of growls, deciding to give in to her natural instincts for the first time in this matter. The event would be all but impossible without some form of 'help', and she did need the materials he could get her. Work AND play? She sure was not going to make it easy for her, and he would know, Alpha to Alpha. Taking a big gulp of her coffee all at once, almost scalding her throat she spoke out quietly, her eyes piercing his once more, her wolf whining inside. "Where are you free, wolf-boy? IT starts in two days, just a few days before the event." Her lips curled into a smile and her eyes sparkled in return of the playful comment, watching him with amusement. She knew full well that while her heat usually started in two days, being around him more would speed it up significantly, even to tomorrow or later that evening. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>26-08-2015, 17:03:10</strong>
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				Sean could sense the excitement that was building inside of her. The she-wolf danced for him, taunting him from her depths. It was starting to get unbearable and judging by the tension forming in his lap, his feral needs were bleeding over into his physical being. For a moment, a smirk played on his face and he looked at the people around them. Humans, he almost pitied them, going on about their trivial lives, completely unaware of the danger that they were in. If Sean or Quinn slipped up and unleashed their wolf in this coffee shop, it was unlikely that the other would be able to hold off. What would humans do with two wolves, one of whom would be particularly moody because of her heat, in a Starbucks in downtown Seattle?<br><br>Although it was almost inaudible to human ears, Sean heard her growl loud and clear. The Young Alpha was aware that his presence only made her situation worse. He almost felt bad for her. At the same token, he was the very thing that could ease her suffering and yet, she chose to fight him. Just as he thought that he would have to retreat for the day, her words caught his ears, a small victory. Quickly he found his work phone and pulled up his calendar to make sure that he didn't have any other appointments scheduled. He did, but a simple click of the button and they were cleared. <br><br>"My office. 10 minutes." He commanded softly just before finishing his cup and rising. "Always a pleasure Ms. Brody." Sean nodded gently and pushed his way, rather rudely, out of the shop. <br><br>As he made his way back to his office, his insides were on fire. The inner beast was very, very displeased with Sean for leaving the close proximity of the temptress. Sean battled with himself, begging his inner wolf to have patience. They would have her, all they had to do was wait but waiting was the hard part. As he entered the building and made his way down to the administration office Sean pondered the possibilities of the encounter. Maybe she really did just want to discuss logistics, maybe not. Sean sent his assistant home for the evening and, once at his desk, rescheduled his other appointments for later in the week. All was set for Quinn. Sean cursed his heightened hearing as he counted the seconds as they passed on his watch. His inner beast howled, and beckoned for Quinn to join them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WillowPup</strong> on <strong>27-08-2015, 14:39:41</strong>
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				Watching him pull out his phone, Quinn couldn't help but chuckle as he gave his instructions. She highly doubted that he had a clear schedule, and particularly making such a seemingly important appointment with absolutely no delay whatsoever seemed a little TOO convenient, but she would be lying if she said her wolf wasn't pleased. Had she been a cat, she probably would have started purring, and as it was, she could almost hear the deep, contended growl in her head. The woman hadn't quite decided exactly what she wanted to happen yet, she DID actually need to speak to him about the event, but at this point, it seemed that anything went. Even set timetables. <br><br>Not even waiting for her answer, she watched his retreating back as he very forcefully, evidently his mind elsewhere, out of the shop, barging past those who were still waiting for their caffeine fixes. Finishing off her own drink, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself quietly, feeling her wolf start to pace impatiently. She knew that there was no point going all the way back up to her office, she had her phone and tablet with her, and would take her almost the full ten minutes to get there and back. Standing, she moved quite a bit more politely than he had, making her way politely through the waiting people, placing her cup in the bin and waving to David as she exited the store and went back into the building, telling herself silently that they really should organise a door between the two, instead of having to leave the shop and re-enter from the street. Most of the regulars were workers at the chain anyway, so it really made no sense. It was part of Sean's job, amusingly, his and maintenance, so maybe she should mention it in their impending 'meeting'. She wondered how many people he had inconvenienced to cater to her. <br><br>Moving to the bathroom, she relieved herself and paused in the mirror, brushing out her hair again with her fingers, sighing slightly at the roughness of her hair. No matter how much she tried to tame it, it always seemed to be its wild self at the end of the day, and while it did look quite lovely on her, it wasn't exactly what she was going for, and just made her want to get home sooner. Her wolf didn't like the business attire, the tight pencil skirts and the blouses and fancy pants, but it was what was expected. Today she was wearing her most comfortable black slacks and a fine new black shirt, collar and all, that framed her curved perfectly. Taking one last look at her reflection, rolling her eyes at what she was about to do, not even sure exactly what it was, she exited the toilets and moved across the floor, making her way to the stairs that led down to the basement floor. <br><br>She had an idea as to why he had chosen such bizarre offices, the space would have been wonderful, and even now her wolf was taking a deeper breath, comforted by the significantly less prevalent human smell down here. Ironically, it was overpowered by the now much stronger wolf smell, and as she made her way to his door, chuckling quietly as she realised he had dismissed his assistant. She could feel her wolf scrabbling a little already, almost twirling around in circles, expressing her excitement, taking a deep breath to compose her human side, knowing it probably would be redundant in a few minutes anyway. She entered without knocking, opening the door and instantly shutting it behind her, her eyes flashing and meeting his instantly, having heard or smelt no one else in the room. Feeling the wolf start to howl, she let all pretense of human leave, and she growled gently in greeting, Alpha to Alpha, speaking without any reservations whatsoever, as was her right. "Sean. We need to talk about this goddamn event."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>31-08-2015, 16:25:30</strong>
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				Those minutes from the time he left the shop until the time she arrived in his office were the longest minutes of his life. Sean tried, with all his power, to remain calm as he waited for her to arrive at his office. It was one of the sweetest and yet most torturous waiting moments that he had to endure. Almost like beacon of her location, he could smell her movements. Of course, with the distance and concrete between them it was more sonar than GPS but he knew when she was coming. The Alpha wolf that lived inside of him became more and more excited the closer that Quinn got.<br><br>Finally, Quinn pushed the door open, without invitation and a devilish grin played on his face. Had anyone else made that interruption, especially another wolf, there would have been some sort of repercussion. Hell, if Quinn barged in at any other time of the year she would have gotten a earful but today, under the current circumstances, he said nothing. Sean did, as he rose from his seat, returned the guttural greeting that Quinn issued. On his feet now, Sean made his way around his desk and nodded at her words.<br><br>"Of course, Quinn." His smile spread gently as he closed the space between them.<br><br>&nbsp;Slowly, he adjusted his dirty blonde hair with his right hand. Purposeful steps closed the distance and his inner beast was in full stalk mode. Sean knew that these next few moments were crucial to determine what their interactions would be. His human being was on full alert and was only backed by the focus of his wolf. Sean had conquered a few wolves in his day but something about this was different, the energy that passed through his was electric.&nbsp; He couldn’t help but wonder, briefly as most of his attention was elsewhere, if it was because of their equal status. Ultimately, it didn’t matter, he wanted her and he would have her. <br><br>Sean’s feet finally stopped moving once he got within a couple feet of her and from this closeness, the difference in their height was more pronounced. The height differential pleased Sean greatly. Even though he knew that Quinn wouldn’t give a damn about the difference in height, standing above her made him feel more dominant. For a moment, he relished in the silent exchange of energy between them both as people and between their inner beings.<br><br>“First. Things. First.” His eyes danced from her eyes to her lips and then back to her eyes. Until finally he couldn’t restrain himself any further. Without much Sean closed the distance between them, his body pressing against hers and driving her back into the closed door with a solid thud and he was immediately happy that he sent his assistant home. A deep, quick growl rumbled from his throat as he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. He had no real idea what to expect. Would she be open to his advances? Was it too soon? Surely, she had caught his meaning and that’s why she chose to visit. Sean was not expecting her to completely give into him. She was an Alpha, and a headstrong one at that. Not to mention a member of the Cascade Pack who had always had uneasy relations with Sean’s pack. Still, their very natures were the thing that was calling them together, Sean wasn’t about to resist nature, would Quinn?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WillowPup</strong> on <strong>01-09-2015, 17:14:35</strong>
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				As Quinn watched the wolf man move towards her, taking possession of his territory- his office- her own wolf growled at him, even as she bounced around playfully, like a hopeless pup, her Alpha never far away, ready to challenge if need be. As the growl made its way out of Quinn's very human mouth, she glared at him, as if daring him to keep his distance, stepping forward as a warning, knowing full well any wolf would recognize the attempt at control of the situation. <br><br>But it was not to be, and, as he approached even closer, quiet, but with a smirking grin on his face, her eyes flashed with apprehension. She had no idea what he planned and even though her wolf quite liked how much closer he got, there was something unusual about it, something she had never felt with any other wolves before. It was almost as if the air between them got thicker, more so as he approached, and for a startling second, she almost found it hard to breathe. Her wolf was practically shaking, feeling the same electricity, starting to whimper almost as much as she growled, hackles raised even as she lowered her head a little, baring her teeth. <br><br>It was when he moved and pinned her to the door, his lips meeting hers quickly, quicker than she could react that all of her Alpha instincts kicked in, and though her body responded for a breathless couple of moments, kissing him back even as her wolf howled inside her, she snarled and pushed him away, baring her teeth, growling deeply, a warning.<br><br>Quinn was an Alpha female, a born leader, and there was no way, no matter the attraction or the connection or whatever cosmic event, that she was going to allow Sean to dominate her without a struggle. She had known what he intended and now, even though she could feel her wolf pulsing uneasily, her hackles were similarly raised, and the woman was struggling to keep the wolf in. Though there was enough room for a change, it was such a risk, and there was no way she would be able to strip her clothes in time to save them. She had a change of clothes up in her office, just in case, but what good would that do here?<br><br>Trembling with the effort, Quinn glared at the man across from her, her eyes still human, her body tense and alert, snapping out harshly. "I may be coming into heat, Ancient, but there is no way I am submitting to you, wolf-boy." She could almost feel her wolf smirking, head in the air and proud, her tail wagging.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Wolves of Packwood (JessiJoy &amp; agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>02-09-2015, 19:08:21</strong>
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				It was the growl, her growl, that put him over the edge. Even without their inner wolves to guide them, Sean's human side had been attracted to Quinn too. Outside of her physical beauty, she was smart, pretty and dominated her professional world and he could appreciate that. Quinn definitely deserved the respect that she was given. At the same time, Sean wasn't a push over. He could hold his own in a board room with anybody in this office.<br><br>This, however, was not the boardroom. Here, in what had become something like his own personal den, Sean reigned supreme. He cared vary little about the pseudo-aggressive gestures that she displayed. She had walked cheerfully and willingly into his domain and that was why he pinned her to the door. He had been expecting the fight, and that quickly came, but what he hadn't expected was the few moments where she had returned the kiss. If the moments leading up to the kiss had build the brewing storm, the kiss had been lightening.<br><br>Much like lightening, it was over as quickly as it started. His chest rose and fell rapidly as his inner-wolf panted as if he had ran a few miles. Sean could sense just how close to the edge she was to changing and he knew that would set him off immediately, if for no other reason than his own safety. There was nothing his physical form would be able to do with a full grown wolf in his office. Her words brought him to growl, quite openly, out of his human mouth. Although his pride were in fact the Ancients, having laid claim to much of the territory know as Seattle back when the Oregon Trail was relevant. He knew that she didn't use the term out of a special affinity to him. No, it was more of an insult. <br><br>It wasn't wise to insult an Alpha in his own den. <br><br>Instead of responding with true force, Sean pushed her head to the side, more firmly than he needed to, and pressed his lips against her neck. Slowly, softly, he kissed her multiple times all the while waiting for her to shift her weight so that he could pin her to the door again if she tried to move.<br><br>"You know," in between words he kissed and licked the sweet flesh of her neck gently. It was almost as if he could taste her need. "I am the only Alpha you would ever consider submitting to." He smiled a little and paused for a moment to show some attention to her collarbone. "But you and I both know we cant make that happen in this office." <br><br>Sean moved quickly, in an attempt to catch her off guard, spin Quinn around, and pin her to the door again with his body pressed firmly against her back. "I can help you scratch the itch, ease some of the fire and then we can focus on work, hm?" His innerbeast was whining embarrassingly loud at this time. He didn't know how much human sex would help, but he had been told a constant helping of it made heat, bare-able. Ultimately, he wanted her fully but for now, he would take what he could get.
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