Backyard of the Not-as-Creepy Mansion, Tuesday Evening

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had never been much of a fighter.

When he was younger, he learned enough to get himself out of trouble, and relied on quick wits and a gun for anything more. And wen he became a werewolf, it hadn't really occured to him to change that. But fighting Derek as a wolf a week and a half before had given him the idea that he might be able to do more than dodge a fist these days.

This brought him to Derek's yard, where he stripped to his t-shirt and folded his arms over his chest against the cold. He was sure he wouldn't feel it soon enough.

"Where do we start?"

Comments

[justlurkinghere]

HEY. THOSE WERE HIS BABIES.

"Make me." Oooo, challenging.

[bitten_notshy]

"I will."

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

Jack used all his strength to try to throw Derek off and get to his feet. Whatever part of him had been holding back before wasn't holding back anymore.

[justlurkinghere]

That was much better!

Derek went back, digging his fingers into the earth to keep from falling backwards entirely. "Keep that up."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack's eyes brightened as he pressed onward. Some not-so-small part of him was enjoying the fight.

"I'm starting to see," he said, "why you like this."

[justlurkinghere]

"Something like that." Derek nodded, poised and ready for Jack to strike.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack was not usually one to disappoint when someone was waiting. He rammed forward, hands up to reach Derek's shoulders. He was going to see if he could get him to the ground again.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snarled, slamming down onto Jack's head with his elbow. Because now it was getting fun! Wasn't it? Wasn't it?

[bitten_notshy]

Oh, totally.

Jack grunted at the pain and jolted forward as he caught his balance, eding up with his hands on Derek's throat.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek reached up to prove his point about how easy it would be to break Jack's arm, fingers curling around the delicate bones of the other man's wrists.

Not squeezing just yet.

[bitten_notshy]

No squeezing was needed; Jack knew quite well how quickly a little pressure would smash a wrist. He jerked his arm down but couldn't quite pull free.

[justlurkinghere]

"If you have someone by the throat, don't waste the opportunity," Derek replied helpfully.

[bitten_notshy]

"You surprised me," Jack answered, trying to keep some dignity as they grappled.