Peni POV - Lots of Ideas

[Amorentia]

Fiery blood ran through the veins of our Pack members. Everyone has different ways of processing all of the extra passion and strength that comes with our ability. It was a huge struggle for me. Already I was a firey person from birth without the Wolf becoming alive inside of me. When the Wolf was tainted with the Werewolf venom, it pushed the brink of madness. Even with the potions to help calm the beast within, I was still wild with that firey passion. That was until I got involved with Marcus and he took all the bite out of my bark.

There is one funnel that syphons all of the savage angst from me. In that area, my drive is almost limitless. The desire inside me burns white hot with need. When that desire is satisfied, each time that drive is drained, the ferrel instincts cool, and I become mellow. The only person that has ever met that need for me in such a way as to get me to expose that softer part is Marcus. Now that he can Shapeshift so that his strength, intensity, passion, and desire fully meet mine, there is a tranquility inside me like a soft breeze over a wave less ocean. With his kind affection he nurtures that vulnerable part of me bringing it more out of it's shell. On top of that, with him, it's fun and so good each and every time. I've definitely met my match. Here we were going to watch fighting and I had no intention of jumping in.

Technically, we were going to watch Jalil teaching Sara to fight. But a fight is a fight. With the number of Pack there watching, fights were going to break out. For one of the first times, I felt content to just sit back and watch. The blood wasn't coursing through my veins to get out there to kick some ass. Honestly, part of me was still back home with the kids.

From the time we apparted away, I hadn't stopped checking the Nanny Cam on my phone to check on the Quad's back home. Yes, all of the kids were well taken care of. The boys were in school. Bliss was enjoying time with my Mother and Father while the Quad's slept. As much as I wanted to be here in person instead of experiencing this second hand through Marcus's cell phone, I had separation anxiety about being away. Luckily Marcus knew the perfect remedy for that when he threw me over his shoulder to take my upstairs for awhile before Sara showed up. I was even able to get in a bit of pole time.

Everyone was chilling around the backyard. We'd brought out a cooler full of drinks for all of us half naked hot ass Quileute hanging outside in the middle of Autumn waiting for the show. We were already cracking on Jalil, as Sara and Blaise started walking over from next door. Blaise already looked like his kickers were in a twist. Thinking through the flaming temper of my Ex, I got an idea that could help extend out fun just a bit longer. Before using the time lapse portkey to apparte home, I whispered to Marcus,  "Ohhh..... I have an idea."

After putting Blissful in her warm clothes, I apparted back. My sweet darling was having a really hard time with all the new babies distracting from her adult time. It wasn't like she was a pleasant easy going baby anyway. She was a lot like her Daddy. So any reason to complain manifested easily. But she was adorable, that she was able to charm her way out of it. 

Holding her out to Blase as Sara walked off you join Jalil I said, "Look! It's Baba!" 

Blissmas's squealed in excitement with her little legs kicking, arms reaching for her Father.  My precious little one used her brand new sentence that always got the response she wanted as she said,  "Baba luv me." Blaise was a puddle of Daddy on the floor.

"She needs some Baba time." He took her from me as I explained, and I rubbed her back. "It's so hard for her going from being everone's baby to one of seven."

Kissing our daughters cheek he was fully distracted by her pretty eyes saying, "I do love you, Ololufe. You'll always be Baba's little darling."

It was huge relief. Lately I was feeling a little stretched trying to make sure there were no huge gaps in my older children's lives with the new four being born. With Blissy in his arms, Blaise wouldn't be able to just jump up and kill our fun the first time Jalil crosses the line. Smiling I sat by Marcus slipping my arm through his whispering to him, "Two birds with one stone."  It was game on as I yelled to Sara, "Come on, Sara! Kick some ass."

Things hadn't even gotten started before Blaise started clearing his throat loudly sending Marcus and I to hide our faces laughing. Jalil jumped right into things pushing all up on Sara as he taught her proper fighting stance in the dirtiest was possible. Even Marcus wondered if my brother was pushing things too far with his body being molded to Sara from behind as he said,"I did say touchy freely."

As Blaise mumbled with grumbling, his attention was split between our Blissfull's demanding and Jalil's close encounters with Sara. When he objected loudly at the closeness I argued back, "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."

"Why don't you show her Peni?" Blaise asked me. 

With a sweet smile I answered, "I think Jalil's doing a great job."

My sweet man tried to back be up saying, "She needs to learn how to fight a man."

With a roll of my eyes I quietly reminded him, "I'm as strong as a man. I can kick your ass." Then I pointed to Jalil knowing I'd already proved, "And his."

Blaise argued, calling comments out from where Bliss shocked him to gain his attention back. Thoroughly enjoying ourselves, Marcus and I argued tooth and nail that Jalil was on point teaching Sara properly. By the time all the other Pack caught on to the joke, they were instigating right along with us. Seeing he was out number, Blaise tried handing Bliss off to me so he could dead with the impropriety himself.

"No, it's you're turn." I told him for two reasons. One, she did need some time with him. Second, he needed to get over himself. I added, "She needs her Baba. She loves you."

As he continued his complaining, I don't know, something inside me snapped a bit. "You're so over protective." I told him. Then I thought about all the extra time Jalil was been spending watching over Sara personally as Blaise has treated him like nothing short of a nuisance. "He's just helping."

"Helping himself." Blaise shot back. 

Turning to look at him I told him honestly thinking of how short he and his Mother's memory were, "You're so ungrateful."

Marcus pulled me closer to him, making the world light again as the vibration of his laugh tickled my neck when he said, "We owe him for this, this is awesome."

Things got even more hilarious as Jalil turned to teach breaking holds. It was down and dirty. Funny thing was, he was teaching them accurately. The basic positions were spot on. He just added a touch more closeness than was originally called for which reduced Blaise to outbursts of grumbling mumbles. But it all turned Marcus's mind to more fun play as he growled in my ear, "Can we do some self defense role play later?"

"As long as I an I kiss the injuries." I smiled.

Marcus grinned against my cheek saying, 'You can kiss anywhere you want." Biting his bottom lip, I started to think about our playful remarks in the living room earlier that day he's made about me slacking in my duties forming ideas.

All of the mounting, rear ending, bear hugging holds were pushing Blaise dangerously close to the edge. They were pushing Marcus's mind further toward our own play time. When Blaise started stammering in uncompleted sentences, I started watching him more closely. I was thankful for knowing him so well when his wand suddenly came out. Playtime was over.

Jumping up I waved my hand breaking his line of eye contact saying, "Okay, wands away... give me my daughter." Taking Bliss, I moved away to the otherwise of Marcus watching Blaise's chest heaving with his lips tight over his teeth. Soon after, Sara caught on as Jalil pushed things a step over the line, and the lesson was over.

Jalil got a drink before coming over smiling that doggie smile very proud of himself. I was pretty proud of him too.

"How's my pretty niece?" He smiled waiting for her to make his day with her attention seeking phrase, "Unka J luv me." I laughed  as he took her knowing that if she could wrap the men in her lives around her finger at almost twenty months old, she was going to be something else when she grew up. 

Marcus snuck up behind me slipping arms around me asking, "Do you know how to break a mounting attack?"

With a wicked look I challanged, "Try it and I'll show you."

Laughing he carried me out on the yard, carefully throwing me down so he could straddle me trying to pin my knees with his shoulders asking, "How does that release go again?"

This was a double line for me. I knew he wanted sexy play, which I was always up for. But it also spoke of a possible good fight, which I was also always up for. So I walked down the middle. Instead of really hitting him, I pushed his face to the side, using the momentum of my turn to force him over so that I straddled him saying, "I'm on top."

Grabbing onto my hips, he lifted me of to flip me again, 'Says who?"

I wasn't taken down that easily. Keeping the momentum going, we wrestled together both trying to claim dominance till we ran rolled clear across the yard ending up hitting sideways into the wooden porch laughing with neither on top. Pulling me to my feet, Marcus threw me over his shoulder.

"This isn't fair fighting." I bite him playrfull on the back. "I don't want to hurt you."

Marcus smacked me bottom saying, "Hurt me, baby."

You asked for it, I laughed in my head. Swinging my body around, I wrapped my legs around his torso using all my body strength to flip him onto the ground. Grabbing me by the waste, he pulled me down with him. I laughed as he grunting as he hit the ground moaning, "Is it bad that watching you try to kick my ass is turning me on?"

"You two need a switch so someone can turn you off." Jalil yelled from the porch. Looking over my love I was afraid I hurt him. We'd never gotten really rough with each other since his Pack strength maxed out and his healing ability kicked in. We played, but never really pushed things. Mounting him I held his face asking, "Are you okay?"

Laughing playfully he moved his hips against me lighty saying, "Oh yeah, I'm good."

All I could think when we apparted back to La Push was that it was time to test the perameters around the new areas of Marcus and my relationship that were just opened by his ability to go furry. His reference to the "slacking" and his "hurt me baby" had me wondering if he really would get turned on at some good sensual ass kicking.

Back at the house, Jacob had taken Jaki on an after school Pack run that ended with him carrying our little one back when he feel asleep. With Marki and Johni in their sling, I was helping the twins with their homework while Marcus was on the floor helping Bliss develop a healthy interest in her new sisters. So far so good. Every time they smiled, she laughed without trying to shock them once. That was movement in the right direction.

While I worked with the boys, I was using my phone to work out a place where Marcus and I could explore some our abilities together. The secluded place I found was perfect for us to go after the birthday party tonight. Placing a kiss on the back of Marcus's neck I told him with overflowing excitement, "We, my love, have a date."

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

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