The Function to Breathe - Edward/Jacob - Chapter Fourteen

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Title: The Function to Breathe, Chapter Fourteen
Fandom/Pairing: Twilight, Edward/Jacob, Slash
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3237
Genre: A little bit of everything - romance, humor, angst. The usual.
Disclaimer: Nothing about Twilight belongs to me what-so-ever. Meyer can keep it.
Warnings: None, really. Not for this chapter, anyway.
Summary: Yet another imprinting fic. Jacob imprints on Edward and flees, intent on free-will, but he isn't going to survive without contact. Edward has to find him to save his life - but Jacob isn't going to make it that easy. Set during Eclipse, before the truce between sides.
Notes: Another long wait, but as you can see - still on my mind. I doubt I'll ever abandon this story. Let me know if you like this chapter - I'm rusty when it comes to smut! And if that didn't clue you in, yes, this is the booty call chapter. The smut is mild in comparison to most smut, but considering the previous chapters of this story so far, I think it's logical to issue a warning to those loyal readers o'mine who enjoyed the lack of smut. So, hope you enjoy! If you have any feedback on the smut in particular, I'd really love to hear it. Like I said, I haven't written smut in a long, long time.

Chapter One.
Chapter Two.
Chapter Three.
Chapter Four.
Chapter Five.
Chapter Six.
Chapter Seven.
Chapter Eight.
Chapter Nine.
Chapter Ten.
Chapter Eleven.
Chapter Twelve.
Chapter Thirteen.
Chapter Fourteen - New.

Preview:
"Jacob," Edward greeted, smiling, and as soon as his feet hit the floor, Jacob punched him.

The other man stumbled back, barely inches, reaching up to touch his jaw and staring at Jacob as if he'd suddenly sprouted wings.

"...Sorry," the wolf muttered, shifting on his feet. "Stressful day."

"...So you decided to hit me?"

"Your face pisses me off!" he snapped, defensive. And also guilty. Because he hadn't really intended to hit Edward, but then he... did.

Edward straightened, smoothing out his clothes, getting that stupid frown on his face, that I am judgmental and disapprove of this, guess how long the stick up my ass is frown.