The night air was crisp as Allison and Jake sat on the rooftop of the Fortress of Justice, their feet hanging off the side. The massive fortress garden surrounded them, lit only by the soft glow of moonlight and the twinkling city lights of Neo Haven below.
"You've been distracted lately," Jake commented, breaking the comfortable silence that had fallen between them. "Did something happen?"
Allison sighed. "No. It's just..." She trailed off, unsure how to explain the mix of emotions swirling within her. "A lot has been happening."
"I get it." Jake nodded, understanding, but not truly, "This training has been taxing."
Allison appreciated his empathy. "It's not just that." She hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I mean, it is partly that, but it's more that I feel exposed, vulnerable. Like everyone is watching me."
Jake's gaze softened. "I've got your back."
Allison offered a faint smile. "Thanks, Jake. It means a lot to have your support." She paused, taking a moment to collect herself before changing the subject slightly. "But it's not just the training."
"Bullseye." Jake finished the sentence for her, his voice neutral.
Allison nodded, feeling a rush of embarrassment. "How did you...?"
"Let's just say I have a keen sense of smell." Jake's eyes glinted in the moonlight.
"Oh god." Allison buried her face in her hands. "This is so embarrassing."
"He's bad news, Allison. But I'm not judging you." Jake went quiet.
"It seems like you're judging me," Allison said, her eyes narrowed. "Wait, are you jealous?"
Jake's brows furrowed, his gaze suddenly intense. "Maybe. I don't want to see you get hurt, that's all." His voice carried a protective edge.
"Thanks Jake." Allison said, her eyes fixed on the spectacular skyline of Neo Haven stretching before them. She shifted closer to him, seeking comfort in his presence, and nuzzled into his shoulder.
Jake remained still, his heart racing as he felt Allison's breath on his neck. He could smell the scent of her shampoo, and his body responded involuntarily. Beneath his pants, his cock began to stiffen, the bulge noticeable against his thigh.
Allison noticed the subtle change in Jake's physiology and thought about what Zephyr had said to do: to enjoy herself. She didn't move away. Instead, she gently traced patterns on his thigh with her fingertips, slowly moving closer to the growing bulge. "You know, since we're being honest with each other..." she started, her voice honeyed.
Jake watched as Allison's fingers inched closer to his hardness. He placed his hand over hers, stopping its progress. "Allison, I—" He began, his voice hoarse with desire.
"It's okay," Allison assured, her eyes sparkling with purple lust. "I want this." With a gentle twist of her wrist, she freed her hand from his grasp and resumed her exploration. Her fingers danced lightly over the growing tent in his pants, teasing him through the fabric.
Jake let out a soft groan. "Allison, are you sure—" he protested weakly, even as his hips bucked slightly towards her touch.
"Shh..." Allison placed a finger on his lips, silencing his protests. "Let me." She reached for the button of his pants, her movements deliberate and full of intent.
As Allison's fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of his shaft, Jake's cock was hard and warm. His hips bucked involuntarily, his resolve weakening in the face of her bold advances.
As the moon bathed the pair in its glow, something primal stirred within Jake. His eyes flickered, a hint of beastliness shining through, and his demeanour shifted. The controlled, reserved façade he usually wore faded, replaced by unfiltered desire. In that moment, Jake was a different person—or rather, a different creature.
Allison's fingers froze on his shaft as she sensed the change in him. She could feel his heart pounding, his breath growing heavy. But far from being scared, she found herself intrigued. This was Jake's untamed side.
Sensing her hesitation, Jake grasped her shoulder and roughly pushed her head down towards his cock. It was an unexpected, animalistic move, and it surprised them both. Allison gasped, but she didn't resist. Her lips parted, and she took him into her warm mouth, a soft sigh escaping her throat.
Allison began to bob her head slowly, her lips sliding up and down his length. The sensation was incredible, heightened by the urgency and hunger of the moment.
"That's it." he growled, his voice thick with arousal. "Take it all."
Allison moaned in response, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure through Jake's body. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. The growl that rumbled in Jake's chest was more beast than man now. He could feel his control slipping, the raw, primal urges of his werewolf nature taking over.
Allison felt Jake's cock swell and lengthen in her mouth, its girth widening as it transformed, becoming a beastly shaft. She was surprised, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she relaxed her throat and took the expanding length, choking slightly as it stretched her mouth.
Jake's cock now resembled that of a massive beast, its thick, veiny length filling Allison's mouth completely. She looked up at him. Jake's eyes had changed, too, gold, full of desire.
Allison continued to suck, her head bobbing faster as she tasted his pre-cum. She could feel his thighs tensing beneath her palms, his entire body ready to blow.
With a sudden, powerful thrust of his hips, Jake came. His cock pulsed in Allison's mouth, shooting thick ropes of cum down her throat. The warm, salty taste exploded on her tongue, and she tried to swallow, but the volume was overwhelming. His cum escaped from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin.
But he didn't stop.
Jake's hips bucked wildly, his cock still spurting eruption after eruption of cum. It spilled over Allison's lips, coating her face, her cleavage, and soaking her costume. She'd never seen anything like it, the amount was insane.
As the torrent of cum finally slowed, Allison lifted her head, gasping for breath, her face a mess. She swallowed what was in her mouth and wiped the cum from her eyes, blinking to clear her vision.
"My god," she managed to utter, her voice sore from the intense throat fucking.
Jake, still trembling from the powerful orgasm, looked down at Allison, his eyes wild, reflecting the moonlight. "I warned you," he growled, "to be careful what you wish for."
Allison said nothing, stared at him, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. The excitement lingered. This was a moment straight out of the werewolf erotica novels she loved to read.
"How am I going to get back to my room without anyone noticing all this cum on my face?" Allison wondered out loud, her eyes darting around anxiously. She brought her cum-covered fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean. "Fucking hell." she muttered. She cast another glance at Jake, taking in his dishevelled appearance. His intense gaze sent a shiver down her spine, making her nipples harden beneath her tight superhero costume. 'What a mess,' she thought, 'But what a fucking incredible mess.'
"You okay?" Jake asks, his voice softer now, the wild edge faded from his eyes. "I didn't mean to be so rough."
Allison smiled, a mixture of cum and lust, "I'm better than okay." She looked back down at his dick, wondering how so much cum was able to escape from it. "That was so cool! Now find something to get me cleaned up."