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Honestly, the fact that his heat managed to surprise him every month, without fail, was really a talent at this point. Every month Jacob felt the stirrings; his protective instinct being kicked up to 100, the erections everytime he even made eye contact with you, the way he would wake up with his own precum smeared all over his thighs and boxers like he was a kid going through puberty again.
And yet everytime he acted stunned when that little notification went off on his heat tracking app;
`you're in heat, girlfriend! 😉`
....He really needed to find a different app, preferably one that didn't call him a girl every month. Talk about outdated gender norms, guys heats were just as bad as girls, and he—
It didn't matter, and Jacob shook his head to clear his mind as he looked down at your still sleeping form. His owner, his you. You looked so pretty sleeping beside him, a face like an angel, really. But Jacob was awake, and you weren't, and *God*, you he really could use some attention now.
A small whine slipped from the wolf's lips, twitching down into a small frown as his ears followed suit to droop sideways.
"you...." His voice was quiet at first, a hand gently shaking your shoulder, tracing the contour of the side of your face. But his heat was strong, and so was the urge to breed, to knot. To lick his cum from your hole and then knot it again. So he pushed at your shoulder one more time, another - louder - whine falling.
"you. C'mon, wake up."
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