"Over and over I thought

When I hear you call

Without you in my life, baby

I just wouldn't be living at all"

-NSYNC

⚠️Warning, mild sex scene ahead⚠️

In the time that TJ had been gone, Paul's father had left and left him with the house. He and his father hadn't been close so it didn't matter to him when his father announced that he was leaving.

When TJ walked in, it looked the same as she remembered, large but barely lived in. She never asked what his father did for work and with Paul spending all of his time with the pack, he hadn't been able to give the house as much cared as he would've liked to.

They laid in bed in silence for a little while, TJ on her back looking up at the ceiling and Paul on his side, looking down at TJ.

If it were even possible, she looked more beautiful than he remembered and more mature. One of his hands was propping his head while the other was tracing random patterns on the exposed skin of her stomach when her shirt raised up.

"I've always imagined what I'd say to you if I ever saw you again but now that I'm actually given the chance, I don't know what to say." Paul said. "I just want to tell you how sorry I am about abandoning you like that. I was a complete idiot, I should've had my girlfriend's back and I'll spend the rest of my life proving my love and devotion to you."

She snapped her head to look at him, "You love me?" This was the first time she had ever heard him say it.

"With all my heart, I wish I would've told you before."

"I love you too."

She kissed his lips and she swore that the feelings she felt when they touched, would never get old to her. It was as if time stood still and all that mattered was them. Paul rolled over until he was on top of her, never parting from her lips.

His large, rough hands explored every inch of her exposed skin, loving the moans that spilled from her lips. He pulled away and looked down at her as they both panted to catch their breath. Her eyes were almost dark brown, darkened with lust.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

She nodded, "I've never been more sure."

With everyone shifting and all the dangers that surrounded them, they had never made it to this step in their relationship.

He slowly took off her shirt, letting his hands graze up her sides and threw it on the floor. Paul marveled in the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra, she wasn't heavy chested but she was prefect to him. She went to cover herself from his sight but he quickly pushed her arms away.

"Don't, I love everything about you."

She looked at him apprehensively and dropped her arms. She was perfect, she was slim but shapely and had a four pack from all the working out that she has ever did. His hand flicked her brown nubs and a breathy moan escaped her. He wished that he could hear that sound all the time.

He was painfully hard as he slipped off his shorts and the way her eyes widened, it stroked his ego a bit. He pulled down her jeans and underwear, and just gazed at her naked body. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her, she was nothing but pure muscle.

"You're my everything." He mumbled, he probably could've gotten off just by looked at her.

He spread her legs apart and growled when he saw that she was wet and ready for him. He took one of his fingers and teased her glistening slit, she cried out and his dick throbbed. He pushed a finger in her tight, wet folds and she moaned out his name. He pumped and curled, watching his imprint convulse under him. It was a sight that he could get used to.

He pulled his finger out and she whimpered at the loss of contact, so he kissed her. She was so cute.

"You ready?"

She nodded. He placed himself at her entrance and pushed in slowly. He met a wall of resistance and she clenched around him, almost making him cum.

"You're a virgin?"

Her face was slightly red from embarrassment and she nodded, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

"Don't be, I'm honored to be your first and your last."

She smiled and he claimed her lips, using it as a distraction to slowly push in. She cried out in pain and he stopped to let her get used to his size. He looked down at her and wiped a few of her tears that leaked out.

"Are you alright Princess?"

She nodded, "Keep going."

He pushed the rest of the way in and felt her hymn tear. He stilled until she was comfortable. He brushed away more tears, feeling awful that he was hurting his imprint.

"I'm okay."

He moved in and out slowly, her face contorted into pain and then slowly turned into pleasure as she moaned for him to speed up.

Her body was a temple and he would honor it everyday for the rest of their lives.