Jalil POV: Working the Advantage

[Amorentia]

Walking the hallway from my room, I could already hear them laugh. That was nothing new. It was a tale tale sign they were here. When I entered the Living Room, Marcus was giving my sister one of his smooth looks asking,  "What other tricks does my couch do?" 

"If you don't know, then somebody is slacking." I laughed taking my earphones out of my ears glad to see my two favorite people. There was only one way to really get a word in edgewise when they were together like this, that was to separate them. Sitting down in the minuscule space between them I shifted my weight till they made room with one on each side of me so they had to talk to me. Putting my arms around them, I was content. Being on duty so much for the Pack, I missed Family Time with them. Smiling I decided to start the conversation asking, "Did I tell you that Scrappy is having fantasies about me?"

They hadn't heard, but I knew they would appreciate the story. Like them, I was pretty sure Sweet Scrappy's boyfriend didn't know. My sisters tightwad ex-husband didn't seem to like me very much. The disapproving scowl seemed to be etched into his forehead permanently. For the life of me I couldn't see what either my sister or Scrappy, two fine women, saw in him in the first place. But I've never Imprinted on anyone. If I had my way, I don't plan to. I told the lovebirds, "Yeah, I'm not so sure he knows.  If he did, I think he'd be raising a whole lot more hell about me teaching her to fight."

"More hell that he already has been." I looked over Peni's shoulder seeing her change views to see the up close pictures of the Quad's sleeping in their beds as she continued, "I'm sure if Blaise knew, we'd know and he'd keep you a far distance from her." Peni leaned back with a smile asking with a curious smile, "So what was this fantasy?"

The whole thing still tickled me. "You know the story Goldilocks?  Imagine, me, that Bloosucker she hangs out with, and Blaise."

Marcus was repulsed. Peni laughed, "Sara's a very, very bad girl. Blaise would hate that." Then Peni got that really evil glint in her eye.

Pushing me off  the couch, Marcus pulled my sister to him saying, "I love it when she gets that look."

Picking myself up, I brushed myself off giving Marcus a swift punch to the arm before sitting on the table across from them.

Peni giggled shaking her head, "It's just wrong. So, so, so... delightfully wrong."

"Now you have to tell me." Marcus laughed.

My interested was peaked as well, "It's share time Peni..."

"How mad would it make him," Peni smiled again, "To seeing Jalil get really into teaching Sara some self defense?" Her hand reached out for Marcus's making me roll my eyes as she finished, "Like a up close and very personal one-on-one lesson."

"Now see," Marcus grinned as tiny devil horns seemed to appear in his head. "That has real promise.  I still owe him for a certain trip he made to the Nightstand." He asked me, "How touchy feely can you make this lesson?"

Laughing to myself I knew I had no problems feeling up on her hot little body. I already had a taste of it in the pool where she was just jocking me get back as her tightwad. I saw nothing wrong with turning up the heat on her defense lesson to get back at him, too. All fair play. "As touchy feely as you want."

"Don't forget about making me bleed and Troll Wolf," Peni reminded Marcus with her horns popping out to match. Looking at me she said, "I think you could work it for all it's worth. Wait... within reason."

"What kind of reason?" I chuckled with a slow smile.

"Well... I mean... she's off limits, except for play..." My eyebrows raised making her change  her words. "Wait... this kind of play we sanction that's just for fun." When I chuckled she read my thoughts specifying. "Not naughty fun... vengeful fun." Then she narrowed her eyes giving me some specific rules, "Above the clothes, no naughty spots. She has to actually learn to fight."

When she asked for help Marcus mentioned, "Just enought to make her blush and Blaise turn red, not enought to make her die of mortification or Blaise explode?"

"Making Blaise almost explode, with his eyes bugging out and that vein on his temple throbbing while he grumbles incoherently is within reason." Peni clarified. "But not violating Sara to where she's uncomfortable. You know what I mean." She gave me a look that made me laugh.

"Peni, you might wanna draw a better line, this is Sara....," Marcus said. "She licked your nipple in front Me and Bill while married to Reg remember?"

I always knew I like Sweet Scrappy. "Yeah," I asked. "What if she wants me to violate her by the end of it. I'm pretty irresistible."

"She's off limits." Peni laughed.

"If you laugh I don't know if you're serious or not." I told her.

"She is off limits." Peni tried to keep a strait face. "J, you know the boundaries. Not too far. If you do cross them well let you know, how is that."

"I get you. I get you." I relented with a sigh. "This is another one of your schemes where I still end up being cold at night. That's not fair."

 "Come on J," Marcus looked at me flatly. "How often are you cold at night?"

"For real!" Peni agreed as I chuckled. "Don't even pretend like you're not happy feeling up on her for play. I know you take every chance you get to push those boundaries with her. Now we're just giving you permission to."

Licking my lips with a raised eyebrow I told them, "This should be fun."

"Dude, J, you give dog a whole new meaning," Marcus laughed.

"Thank you. Thank you very much." I straitened my shirt. "I take that as a personal compliment."

Dodging the pillow Peni threw at me, Marcus asked, "How long do we have till you get handsy with my friend?"

Giving him a wink I answered, "Just enough time for you to get handsy with me."

"Okay, Ebony and Ivory." Peni interrupted. "Man lovin is not sexy when one half of the party is related to me."

Marcus returned my wink, "She's just to picky, she needs to learn to accept the man lovin' where she can get it." Then he body tackled me. I flipped him over. Ding. Ding. Let the wrestling match begin.

"Sure, why not." Peni called to us. "But J's catching. I'm the only one who can dominate my man."

That got Marcus's attention as pulled away saying, "Gross Peni, that's just gross." Running over he picked her up off the couch telling me family time was over as he ran down the hall with her saying, "I'll show you dominating."

With them both laughing, the last thing I heard was Peni hollaring, "Come on! I was just about to get our my strap on."

Shaking my head at my crazy sister that I adored, I went to start getting things ready before Sweet Scrappy and her tightwad to came over. It was serious business for me to be able correctly teach Sweet Scrappy a enough so she could effectively handle herself in a tight spot of trouble. I had to work out how I could best work those skills in order to gain maximum advantage from each skill. I knew it was wrong. Somethings it can be so wrong it feels so right. The humor alone can make the impossible excusable.  

When Sara showed me her fighting stance, I sighed. Like most girls, and men, her fighting stance was all off. My first opportunity to start messing around laid open before me just wanting for me to take action. "No, Scrappy," I told her before moving behind her to show her. Slowly gliding my hands up the skin of her bare arms, I pulled them with my hands so both of ours were against her chest. It made me smile to hear her tightwad boyfriend clear his throat loudly as Peni and Marcus started snickering. My fingers moved around her hands saying in her ear, "You gotta tuck your thumbs or you'll break them." Moving against the back of her body, I used my leg to push her feet apart to the right distance and position as I leaned in still talking in her ear, "Just like this."

As the tight wad objected, Peni yelled out, "No, she needs to have more power on her back leg to really be able to throw her power into her punch. Really lean. Show her the lean."

Sara laughed, so it was still game on. I leaned into with her, pressing up against her, letting my breath blow across the small hairs on the back of her neck.

Peni, Blaise, and Marcus argued the merit of my actions while I continued what I was doing, enjoying every minute. When we really got down to the hits she wasn't performing them in a way to give her maximum damage. With a smile I knew she needed some help on her follow through. I moved back behind her, molding my body to hers as I took a hold of her hands helping her get the feel - well - get the feeling of a lot of things really. 

By now the Pack watching were all catching on to what was going on. When the uptight boyfriend started objecting, everyone argued back at him defending the joke. Once confident in her hitting ability, we moved on to kicks. All she had to do was give one kick for me to see a million ways she could hurt herself instead of someone else. And a million ways I could play with her while teaching her.

"Do it slow," I directed her catching her ankle, "See, that's the problem right there." Completely unnecessarily, my fingers slowly trailed the lean line of her leg. "Your not leaning right, you gotta get your foot up higher using momentum from your hips with more power." My hand made it's way up her thigh. Leaving it there, I put my other hand on her shoulder moving to her body into a better angle to inflict damage from, "Like this." Sliding back down her leg, I took her foot telling her, "You want this to be level with their head for maximum impact."

Sweet Scrappy's boyfriend was in quite a state. Grinning from behind her, I waved to him when she threatened to send him inside. Peni, Marcus, everyone ganged up on him. Dude was out on a limb without anyone supporting him. Scrappy and I got right back down to business. After I felt she had kicks well managed, we revisited all that we learned. From hits to kick, Sara was working up a sweat throwing at me what I called. With a grin to the tightwad, I announced, "Now let's work on escaping holds. Let's do rear hold first." 

My arms tightening around Sara's ample breasts as I grasped her from behind. Step by step I directed her to first grab my arm, then step out, positioning herself to deliver a strong elbow directly to the abs to make the attacker lean. "Now be easy with me," I laughed using my sensual voice. My grin told her opposite of what I said, "I'd hate to have to kiss some injuries." Sweet Scrappy lightly tapped me with her elbow before I got to the fun part. "Now you wanna drop your hand down to the groin...nice and easy......"

I could feel the tight wad boyfriend moving into the yard trying to make his presense known. Supressing my urge to laugh, I trapped Sara's wrist at my groin when where I held her hand explaining nice and slow before I let her go, "That move is pretty disabling, from here you can step out, sweep your leg under his and knock him to ground...go ahead and try it."

Despite her boyfriend complaining, Sara was listening attentively. Following my directions I let her knock me down. Just for fun I "accidental" pulled her with me as that she landed on him. Sara was all blushes and apologies. That's what made her so sweet - that nieve innocence. When I rolled over so she was still a bit under me, I lingered for a moment before, pulling her to her feet to move on.

Positioning myself to her again, I pulled her into a bear hug with my warm face by hers to teach her how to escape the front bear hug. "Now take your hands and press them against my hips," I directed. "And you can roll over and force them off."

Grabbing a hold of my hips, I told her, "Now your gonna lean on your your front leg, pushing as hard as you can against the hips, then bring your knee up to the family jewels as hard as you can." Following my directions, she pushed me back rearing to plant her knee in my happy place. Catching her thigh with a grin I laughed, "We'll skip that part. Okay, now let's move onto how to break a mounting attack."

There was nothing about that tight wad liked. It was hard not to laugh as Sara laid on the ground. But for all it was fun, this was serious. I would feel bad if one of these instances occurred and because of my need to mess around, she couldn't handle herself properly. Mounting her I spoke very clearly, "Now you can use your hands and arms to try to hit them or do eye jabs, by your best bet is grabbing the arms and pulling it to the side, reversing the mount. Try that." Scrappy moved fast following my directions which ended her mounting on top of me.

For a moment I stopped to appreciate the position of being between her two lovely legs before telling her,  "Now continue your hits." While she did, I rolled back over to remount her telling her, "They're gonna try to fight back, using their knee's to pin down your shoulders. When my shoulders covered her knees, her head popped up directly between my legs. Still appreciating the humor of the situation, I continued teaching,  "You need to either try again to roll, or bring your hands up to the groin." Licking my lips I asked, "Wanna try that?"

Scrappy laughed rolling me over again so that I was back under her as she looked down on my triumphantly asking, "What's next?" When I took her waste in my hands, the tight wad boyfriend went nuts. She realized the position were we in when she jumped on. Pushing that last little button, I placed a kiss on her hair line saying, "Your doing great, wanna work on side grabs?" Then my fun was over.

Walking toward the porch, I gave Peni and Marcus a wink taking me precious niece as they moved into the yard to start messing around. Then I saw the angry eyes of my Little Bit chastising me. Giving her a smile, she rolled her eyes in disapproval. I laughed saying, "Whatever, I know." What's a man to do sometimes. You can't please them all. 

To Read the rest of the story link from here: Peni Clearwater written by Amorentia (Or choose NEXT Journal). Marcus Flint written by shtteredprncess. Sara Black written by shtteredprncess. Reg Black written by shtteredprncess. Blaise Zabini written by Amorentia. Jalil Clearwater/Pack written by Amorentia.

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