Title: Finding a loophole in an Alpha order

Author: Lacrymosa_91

Fandom: Twilight

Pairing: Jacob/Paul/Jared; Jacob/Paul

Rating: NC-17 ~ M

Beta-ed by: the wonderful ReluctantOptimist

Declaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters, plots or conceptions of Twilight, unfortunately. They belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Summary: Jared learns from first hand that Jacob has amasing talent for finding ways around Alpha orders, especially when he has Paul as motivation.

A/N1: Thanks for the awesome reviews, people! Thanks to: iron mind, Michonyx, Wolfscoeur, fnvdhhskakjfh, notashamedtobe, Edward Changed Me, LuvinTwilight143, Raven Potter Weasley, Lovergyul, laffertyluver23, JonnyFleetxdxd, Jack Stall, iJeedai, snarryself, Anon, twimama77 , TurnItUp03 , QueenPen, Peaches Skywalker, LoveFool420, hopelessromantic5, Darren Black, anon, TwilightFanSince2009, Demon2Angel

A/N2: I so shouldn't be doing this but I simply could not help it. I am in the middle of a pretty intense exam session and updating is supposed to be the last thing on my mind but... well, I am weak, I couldn't fight the urge. The chapter was finished a while ago, so why not finally post it? I re-wrote it about four or five times and it is still a but confusing to me but well, I am tired of re-doing it. It's probably not what you have expected (not the epic sex scene) but I still hope that you will like it. :D Let me know what do you think?


Jared feels his brow crease as the hollow feeling in his chest spreads on and out, leaving behind a tingling sensation that goes from his legs straight to his crotch. He can't tear his eyes off of Paul, no matter how hard he tries. They wanted him to…Jacob had offered him to…Jared can't even end the sentence. He feels frozenand rigid, his shoulders tense as he feels a lump form in his throat. Swallowing hard, he raises a shaking hand, running it through his hair as a nervous smile twitches on his lips when it suddenly hits him. This is just ridiculous, absolutely insane. He must be dreaming again. Yeah, probably it is one more of those crazy dreams. It will pass…it will pass…wake up Jared…just wake up.

But Paul is standing right in front of him, fingers laced with Jacob's, eyes fixed expectantly on Jared. Paul is more real than ever, so real that Jared can see clearly the erratic raising and falling of his chest, he can almost hear his fast heartbeat. Jared can smell him. Okay, so it is real. He might not be dreaming but that doesn't make things any less insane. Jared exhales slowly and bites at the inside of his cheek.

It has to be a joke. It must be some really tasteless and sick joke of Paul's. Though, he can't quite trust his hearing, it is a fact that he had heard both Jacob and Paul saying it but…

"S-Say that again? You want me to...what?"

Paul sighs deeply as he shares a short but intense look with Jacob before pulling slightly away. He starts pacing around the room again, his head slightly bent down.

"You were there, Jared. " He starts quietly, his right hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. "You saw what happened a month ago. You know what Sam did to us. "

Jared nods hesitantly and shifts uncomfortably, strange uneasiness filling his stomach and making his guts clench at the memory. He remembers it painfully clear. He has had dreams about it so many times that, even now, he can still hear every sound, see every move, and every expression on their faces just by closing his eyes.

"And by what I saw in your head, I know that you've noticed what we are going through." Paul pauses for a few seconds, his chest swelling with a deep intake of air as he gazes at Jacob briefly, as if looking for courage and support to continue. "Jared, it is hard for us to endure. We have never been separated for so long a period of time."

"I know how you feel but this doesn't-" Jared says quietly after inhaling deeply.

"You know nothing!" Jacob's growls lowly, his brows furrowing in frustration, his hands balling into tight fists. "You have no fucking idea what we feel, Jared. And you never will until you imprint yourself!"

"What the fuck does this have to do with anything?"

"Don't play dumb, Jared!" Jacob chuckles cynically, the sound completely void of humor, thick with underlying annoyance and carefully curbed rage. "Stop pretending! It's not like I can't feel or smell it on you! It's not like I don't know. Paul told me everything! "

"I… I don't know what you're talk-"

"In a different situation I would have snapped your neck for what you've done." Jacob growls lowly as he pushes himself off of the wall and starts pacing around the room. "If the current circumstances were different, I would have ripped your balls off and made you eat them for even daring to think of touching Paul let alone kissing him." Jacob hisses as he starts approaching the boy slowly. Jared swallows thickly as his eyes unconsciously drift to the other male's shoulders, his breathing hitching at the sight of the muscles there flexing firmly. "Do you fucking realize how lucky you are? Do you have even the slightest idea what you are getting away with, Jared?"

"Don't blame the whole shit on me! Is it my fault that you are fucking exhibitionists?" Jared challenges and furrows his brows as he finally decides that it's high time he started defending himself. There is no point in denying anything anymore. "If you had kept it in the bedroom like normal people do, none of this would have happened!"

Within the blink of an eye Jacob is right in Jared's face. Their noses inches apart as he bares his teeth and lets out a low, fierce roar. Jared forces himself to keep a straight face, even though the wild rage in Jacob's eyes makes his stomach churn.

"You fucking-"Jacob starts but he is cut off by a hand pulling at him urgently. Paul literally drags him away from Jared, his eyes filled with apprehension. He can't let the things progress to a fight, the consequences might be disastrous.

Jared sees how Jacob inhales and exhales deeply a couple of times, his wide chest heaving heavily as he forces control over his body. Almost two minutes pass before he steadies his breathing completely and pulls away from Paul slightly.

"Do you know that the moment Paul told me what had happened I was so furious that I was ready to kill you?" He says after a minute. Jacob is not shouting, his voice is controlled, every word leaving his mouth reminding of a low gurgling growl. It makes Jared's blood grow cold in his veins. "Do you know that the only reason I didn't come to your house and beat the shit out of you was Paul. He didn't let me. He stopped me."

Jared is just about to retort but the furious glare Jacob gives him silences all his protests. Jacob approaches him again, stopping only when he is in mere inches away from the other boy. He is so close now that Jared can feel the heat emitting from his body, he can feel the rightful Alpha's breath ghosting over his face. Jacob's hands rest firmly against the wooden surface of the kitchen table on either side of the slightly shorter boy, effectively trapping Jared and preventing him from getting away. Jared clenches his teeth, chest swelling with deep intake of air as he tries to pull himself together.

"Thank whatever Gods you believe in Jared, thank them that you hadn't gone further, because if you had touched him inappropriately, I would have broken every single bone in your body. If you had had the insolence to fucking kiss my imprint you would be dead and buried now."

"Jacob." Jared hears Paul whisper huskily somewhere from behind Jacob's back. He sees his best friend standing not too far away, his whole posture tense and rigid."Stop it. You don't need to be so-"


"Jake, just don't-"

Jacob lifts his hand in the air, the gesture proving enough to silence Paul. The rightful Alpha doesn't move from his spot, his arms cage Jared again when his hand returns to its previous place on top of the wooden table. He inhales deeply and lets out a low roar.

"I want him to know, Paul." He whispers firmly. "I want him to know what he is getting himself into. Your best friend must know exactly what I am going to do to him if he fucking dares to touch you without my permission!"

Paul lets out a deep sigh as he rubs his hands over his face and then buries his fingers into his hair, the gesture giving away his anxiety.

There is a minute of complete deafening silence, silence in which Jared can hear his own heart pounding in his ears. Jacob pulls away slowly, his arms coming up to fold over his chest as he finally gives Jared a couple inches of personal space. He takes a step back and his right hand reaches back, expectantly. Paul's fingers curl around his with a hint of hesitation but Jacob doesn't seem to notice as he pulls his imprint in front of himself, guiding Paul to stand between him and Jared.

"Look at him." Jacob whispers surprisingly softly. His fingers slide against Paul's palm before he takes hold of his imprint's left hand, too.

Jared simply can't force himself to obey, though, his eyes trained on the floor. All of a sudden he feels so utterly ashamed and uncomfortable that if the earth opened and swallowed him in the next moment he would gladly accept his destiny. He can handle Jacob, but Paul, Paul was entirely different thing. He couldn't bring himself to look his best friend in the eyes.

"Look at him, Jared." Jacob growls harshly and Jared's eyes snap up as he lets out a heavy sigh. He looks into his best friend's eyes, his gaze meeting a pair of orbs full with thousands of uncontrollable and wild emotions. Paul doesn't move, but Jared can almost see his body shiver slightly as Jacob's hot breath is sliding against the back of his neck in slow, moist puffs.

"You see him well enough?" Jacob drawls in a low roar as he gazes at Jared over Paul's shoulder. "He. Is. Mine."

Jared stays motionless and silent, too lost in Paul's eyes to manage an answer. He forces himself to breathe slowly and deeply, doing his best to ignore the bitter irritation that Jacob's statement provokes within his chest.

"Paul belongs to me. Do you understand, Jared? Am I clear enough for you? Do I have to repeat myself?"

Paul's chest swells with a deep intake of air. His eyes finally leaving Jared's as he looks away and that is the only reason Jared manages a curt, short nod.

"Can't hear you."

"I got it for fuck's sake!" Jared growls as he furrows his brows.

"Good." Jacob breathes out as he moves a couple of steps away, pulling Paul along with him, his thumbs rubbing at his imprint's hands, trying to sooth him.

"We shouldn't have done this." Paul mumbles huskily as he pulls away and covers his face with his hands. "Forget about it, Jacob. This is a huge mistake."


"We can't do this. Jared is just confused. He hasn't done it on purpose. We should not deepen the things." He whispers as his lets out low sigh and looks his imprint in the eyes. "He has nothing to do with our problems. We can't entangle him in our own mess."

"He got himself into our mess the moment he had tried to kiss you!" Jacob growls as he throws his hands in the air. "He wants you. And I will not only let it pass. He will not only get away with it but I will also allow it. I will let him sate his lust this one single time."

Jacob's brows are furrowed, jaw clenched as he crosses his arms over his chest and averts his eyes from his imprint to look at Jared who just scowls and returns the gaze indignantly, his eyes full with irritation.

"Why aren't you a lucky bastard, huh Jared? It must be your lucky day!" The sarcasm in his voice is thick, bitter and sharp as he glares at his imprint's best friend and narrows his eyes.

"Fuck you!"

"Watch your tongue, Jared!" Jacob sneers. "You might lose it!"

"What makes you think that you can tell me what to do? Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?"

"The one who will split your skull if you don't fucking-"

"Jacob, enough!" Paul rasps, voice thick with commotion.

Despite Jared's expectations Jacob does obey this time. The rightful Alpha closes his eyes briefly and shakes his head, lips pressing into a thin line.

"I am doing it for you." Jacob whispers after a few seconds as he gazes at his imprint again, his voice husky and low, hands reaching for Paul's as he moves closer, until their lips are inches apart. "I want to dull the pain, Paul. I miss you so much, I want to touch you so bad, I want to hold you but I can't. I am unable to give you what you need and it is driving me insane!"

"We can wait until Sam decides to-"

"Sam is pretty happy with how things are going so far and you know it. He won't revoke the order any time soon. There is no other way, Paul. Hell, I, more than anybody else, wish there was another way but we all know that that is not the case."

"You want me to be with him because you can't?" Jared whispers hoarsely, his brows furrowing slightly, as he shifts uncomfortably. "You want me to substitute you?"

Only Paul turns his head to stare at Jared with anxiety while Jacob lets out a low sigh before nodding curtly.

"I need someone else's hands. I am not allowed to touch Paul but you can, and what is more you want to. You need to desire him in order to give him everything he needs. And you do lust for him, Jared. No matter how ardently you deny it." Jacob whispers huskily as he strokes Paul's hands with his thumbs. "You have my permission."

Paul lets out an exasperated groan before pulling away.

"Don't talk like I am not even here!" He growls, cheeks flushed with both annoyance and frustration. "I am not one of your bikes! You can't lend me for a test ride to the town!"

"Paul, I won't do anything you-"Jared tries but he is cut off by Jacob.

"You liked it." Jacob notes simply as he rubs his face and inhales deeply. "I know you too well, Paul. If you hadn't enjoyed it, Jared, being your best friend or not, would be with a broken nose now or even worse. I don't need to hear you say it. You had let him get close enough to attempt to kiss you."

Paul nearly cringes at these words, his whole body growing rigid and tense as he looks at his imprint, his eyes oceans of wild emotions ranging from shame to agonizing guilt.

"Jake, I-"

"I don't blame you for anything. I blame only Sam for putting us into such a shitty situation." Jacob whispers calmly. "I've been thinking about it for weeks, Paul. Thinking of a way out until you told me what had happened between you and Jared. I know that you will never admit how bad you actually need it. I know you want to avoid it, I know that you are scared but we don't really have a choice."

"We have! We managed to hold out for a whole month. We can endure it a little longer."

"I can't." Jacob breathes out as he shakes his head and closes his eyes briefly. "I might be able to deal with what I feel but I am not able to cope with your feelings. I can't keep watching you struggle like this. You are trying to cover it but I can see under the façade, Paul."

Paul buries his hand in his hair and lets out a long sigh as he turns his back to his imprint. For a whole month he has been trying so hard to keep himself under control, but he cannot deny that he is reaching his limits. Ever since Sam had banned them from any physical contact whatsoever, Paul's completely forgotten anger issues had started to surface again. He has been edgy, irritable and sullen for the last couple of weeks. The brawls and the random fights he is getting himself into are getting more and more frequent with every passing day. An insult or even an inappropriate joke could set Paul off.

"Do you know what it feels like to be awake for hours by your side, Paul?" Jacob's voice grows huskier, thick with frustration. "We talk every evening. I lay next to you, holding your hand until you fall asleep. Every night you think that I fall asleep, too, don't you?`" Jacob pauses for a second, teeth sinking into his bottom lip." I don't, Paul. I can't. Because the moment your dreams start haunting you I am doomed. Every night I watch you turn, toss and writhe half naked on the sheets next to me. In mere inches away from me, so close that I can feel the heat of your skin. I listen to you moan my name, you are calling me, begging me to touch you. And I am unable to do anything. Fucking anything! Because I can't even kiss you on the cheek! It is killing me!"

Both Jared and Paul are completely speechless, eyes wide with shock at the sudden confession. Jacob doesn't stop there, his whole posture giving away his commotion, chest heaving harshly up and down.

"That's why I offered you that we do this. That's why I made you ask Jared to come here, that's why I prompted you to provoke him. Jared wants you and when you challenged him, I was the only thing he voiced as an obstacle."

He turns to Jared then, eyes dark with determination, jaw clenched rigidly.

"I meant every word I told you." He says sternly as he crosses his arms over his chest. "I will kill you if you dare touch him without my permission. Paul is mine and he is the only reason I am doing this. I love him so much that I am ready to watch him with another if that is going to help him. I will let you have him. You have my permission to be with my imprint this single time. Granted you decide to go through with it. Though I don't really have to doubt your desires, do I?"

"Wait a second." Jared whispers huskily as he crosses his arms over his chest, mind struggling to put in order everything he has just heard and learned. He certainly has gotten too much information about Jacob and Paul's relationship, more information than he thinks he can handle. "First you are threatening me with death if I dare to touch Paul, then you not only give me your permission to have sex with him but you are all but demanding it from me. I might be missing something but what the fuck do you actually expect me to answer?"

"It's not that hard. You have only two options, Jared." Jacob replies. "Yes or no?"

"This is total bullshit." Paul breathes out as he shakes his head. "Jared would never-"

"I need three days." Jared cuts Paul off with a tone whose firmness amazes Jared himself. He continues calmly, ignoring the way Paul stares at him unbelievingly with gaping mouth. "I need time to think the things over and what is more Paul needs to think about it, too. I won't do anything he doesn't want me to do."

"You are actually going to…" Paul nearly squeaks as he throws his hands in the air. He has never really taken the things seriously, not even after Jacob had told him about his plan. After all Paul has been absolutely sure that Jared would never even consider doing such a thing. What had happened between them had been a huge misunderstanding, or at least that's what Paul has thought. Jared might have fantasized about it but Paul would have never thought that his best friend would actually want to act on it. "Oh, God, you do want to-"

"Fine." Is all Jacob says before his hands find Paul's and squeeze them reassuringly. "You have exactly three days. No more, no less. We will be waiting for your final decision, Jared."

"I won't!"


"This is insane! You both are insane. I am not going to-"

"Paul will think about it too." Jacob says as he clutches at his imprint's hands more firmly, wanting to calm him down. "Tell us when you make up your mind."

The tone in Jacob's voice is final. The conversation is over. Jared just nods as he straightens up a little and readies himself to leave. He is well aware that he has already witnessed more than he is supposed to. Now, Jacob and Paul need to settle the matter between themselves, he is no longer needed here.

The last thing he sees, before leaving the room, is Paul's flushed, contorted in anger and turmoil face as Jacob is doing his best to sooth him.

Jared walks down the corridor to the front door, doing his best to focus on the sound of his footsteps over the wooden floor rather than on the broken half shouts half sobs leaving Paul's throat and Jacob's barely audible attempts to comfort his imprint.