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Imprinted

Summary:Paul Lahote/reader; Reader’s (now ex) cheats on her so she drives to emily’s and cries to paul, he confesses to imprinting on her

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You realize now why he always told you not to worry about the overtime the Newtons were making you take; or the weekend shifts you’d cover for Mike. forks was a small town but even they had some self preservation; and apparently everyone but you knew your now ex had been sleeping around; at least he had the decency to go out of tow; but Seattle wasn’t that far away and a number of people would come to Forks to see the national park and scenic views. A number of them also seemed to recognise you. From your ex’s phone screen.

It’s three in the morning when you realize just how many people he’d been seeing that weren’t you; just how many people he’d slept next to while texting you were the only one he wanted.

“Hey uh, Emily are you home? Do you think I could…” You sniffle and scowl at yourself wiping your tears away to hear Emily confirm that she’s happy to have you over; that she’ll bake a whole batch of cinnamon rolls just for you.

You’re not worried about crashing; you know no one else will be on the road at this time and you’re a little surprised to see a wolf running alongside in the forest; at least you think you see one; you’re tears aren’t blurring your eyesight but you’ve never seen such a huge wolf anywhere; let alone so far from the safety of the forest.

You pull up to the house, not surprised to see Sam waiting for you. You are surprised to see paul; you’d consider Paul Lahote a friend but never had really spoken to him much; but now he looks like he wants to murder someone. You wonder who’s gotten on his bad side.

“Sorry about Paul; he uh, heard what.. Everyone knows…” Emily tries to be subtle, shrugging her shoulders a little but you just bite your lip and focus on the cinnamon roll in front of you.

“Yeah he uh, cheated; multiple times..” You figure it’s easier to just explain it to him while Emily’s there. No sense in someone else having to hear it secondhand like you did. You grimace and wait for him to make some pitying face like Emily does or Sam did when he’d told you. He doesn’t, he just sort of nods.

“Must have been shit finding out..”

You and Paul seem to have grown incredibly close, incredibly fast; you’re over at Emily’s mostly; most of your friends seem to be ignoring you; siding with your ex that what he was doing wasn’t so bad. Sam seems annoyed but Paul doesn’t say anything and Emily just smirks whenever she sees you and Paul together. You know they both want to say something.

Paul beats them to it. He asked you to go down to the beach and it’s not abnormal but the way Sam and everyone else seem to be hovering makes you nervous.

“So werewolves….” You wait for him to say its a joke, for him to say he was trying to ask you out. Instead he explains about history you didn’t know he was part of and traditions; and imprinting; which you then wait for him to joke about saying he imprinted on you. Instead he just sits nervously hunched over trying to hide himself and you’re half expecting him to run into the ocean.

“So we’re what; destined to be together?”

“Yeah; sort of but I understand… with everything that happened with your ex…” He tries to sound uncaring but you can tell that if you were to reject him it would hurt.

“My ex. Not you.” You smile at him and try not to feel too nervous as you reach to hold his hand.

“Maybe go back over the whole werewolf thing again?”

“Wolf shifters, it’s a little different..” You smile at him as he starts to explain; some of the nerves gone, replaced by a blush.

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Masseur

Paul Lahote x Male Reader (Smut)

Summary: Everyone knows about Paul’s anger issues. But when his anger lets him lash out at his wolf pack and cause several fights. Emily proposes to Sam that a massage might be a good idea, since there was one not too far. Paul is irritated by the whole thing but Sam forces him to go. Paul is annoyed when he shows up to the place but when he lays eyes on his masseur, his now imprint, things take a turn for the best.

Author: This is also my first Paul Lahote smut! And you know, Paul is so angry in the movie I think he deserves a massage… especially by me. But enjoy!

Warnings: Smut, Blowjob, anal sex, 18+

Paul let out a heavy sigh, as he rubbed a hand down his face. “It WiLl bE goOd foR yOu.” Paul mocked as he remembered what Sam told him when he and Emily made the arrangement. Paul looked at the massage parlour where Emily had arranged a session for him. Everyone did know that Paul had anger issues, however two months ago it started getting worse. Paul would snap at anyone that slightly irritated him mostly his wolf pack and some occasions Sam but never Emily since that was a death wish.

Sam was getting fed up with it. Once a week minor fights turned into brawls not everyday but every hour. Almost no one wanted to do patrol with him and there was no coordination with Paul. Sam confessed his concerns with the wolf pack regarding Paul to Emily and she suggested a massage for him, Sam saw no better option so she arranged it. When it was announced to Paul he wanted nothing to do with it till Sam literally forced Paul to go, being Alpha had its perks.

Back to the present, Paul stomped his way into the parlour already wearing an irritated expression. He stopped by the front desk, as the lady looked up at him. “Can I help you?” She asked raising a brow at his irritation. Paul rolled his eyes. “I’m here for a session.” “Name?” “Paul Lahote.” The lady glanced at her computer before looking at him again. “Your right on time.” She pointed down a hall. “Door 7.” She said as she returned to her computer. Paul went down the hall without thanking her, on purpose.

Paul came to the door and opened it, he went through the door and closed it behind him as he surveyed his surroundings. This looked expensive to Paul. The massage bed was placed in the middle of the room, to the right of the bed was a rectangular pool surrounded by pebbles and candles. The wall that the pool was closest to, had water falling at a gentle soothing pace. There was a mirror facing one of the heads of the massage bed, with a sink under it and plants were everywhere.

There were windows but the noticeable one was the ceiling one revealing nature. And a wooden closet with sliding doors with towels, and massage liquids etc on the shelves. After Paul noticed the closet he noticed the person going through it, you. “Oh, welcome!” You said clasping your hands. “I’m Y/N, by the way your looking around, is this your first time?” “Yeah.” Paul said in his attitude.

Paul was about to make a snarky comment towards you but froze as he made eye contact with you. Paul immediately forgot about his surroundings, hell it felt like even the ground or gravity didn’t even exist anymore. You’re his imprint. Paul’s eyes widened as he let out a gasp, realising and taking in your gorgeous features. Paul was staring at you mouth open, as you had no idea what was going through Paul’s mind, you giggled at his expression. “I’ve been told, that I’m beautiful and sexy before, but your face really takes the cake.” You stated with a smirk.

Paul only realised what he was doing now and his cheeks flared up in embarrassment. Embarrassment only seeped in further when he realised how much the pack members would tease him for how he looked just now. Paul tried to speak but stammered. Thank fuck the pack isn’t here. “S-sorry uhhhhhhh-.” “It’s alright.” you said with a chuckle, which Paul now cherished. Paul couldn’t believe him hearing himself, he’s heard of wolves getting nervous in front of their imprint but his was just on another level.

“Alright, you quickly undress while I set up the oils and adjust the bed.” Paul blinked twice, realising he had to take his clothes of now in front of his imprint. “U-uhh all of it- the clothes!?” Paul sputtered out. “Usually all customers take all their clothes off, but you can keep on whatever makes you comfortable.” You spoke with a warm smile. Paul gulped before removing his clothes. While he did, you prepared the massage bed, occasionally casting a side glance at Paul.

Paul smirked as an idea popped into his mind, each part of his body that he revealed he flexed a little and it worked. He caught your eyes lingering longer at his body and subtly biting your lip, that was definitely an ego boost for Paul. You then tossed Paul a towel and quickly got some oils from the closet. “Alright you can lay down on the bed if your ready.” Paul nodded and laid down on the massage bed. Paul swear that his heart had never beaten this fast before, he was genuinely nervous.

“Right, let’s start at the back.” Your hands moved down on to Paul’s back and Paul had to stop himself from moaning loud. Paul has been touched by other people but that was nothing compared to this. Each movement from your hands to his skin was like a spark of pleasure that the imprint bond only amplified. Even the faintest of touches made Paul want to groan. “Wow there’s a lot of tension, lemme just-.” Paul couldn’t stop himself in time.

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh!”

The loud moan from Paul echoed around the room. Your hands ceased as Paul’s face began to redden at the realisation of what just happened. He froze completely not daring to say a word before sputtering out words in the silent room. “Y/N-I-UHH!” You began chuckling. “So you liked it that much eh?” Paul face reddened further. “Sorry about-.” “Don’t worry misterrrrrr-.” “Call me Paul.” “Don’t worry about it Paul I prefer that you continue making these noises let’s me know I’m doing a good job.” Paul quietly groaned at the seductive tone in your voice.

Throughout the massage Paul let out groans, gasps and moans, each one had you biting your lip, taking everything not to go further with him. When you were done with his calves, you reached out for a different massage oil. “Alright, Paul you can lay on your back now.” Paul’s eyes widened, as much as he would love for you to continue touching him on the front of his body, something noticeable will be poking at you from his waist towel. Paul breathed in and out, trying to calm his dick down before laying on his back.

You continued, starting with his pecs, his moans and groans continued as you pressed, grazed and lathered his torso. His moans had you biting your lip taking literally everything for you not to go further with him. As your right slid down to his abs, you noticed something, the towel covering his hip to high thigh level, something was poking out. You bit your lip again. You let your left hand continue your movements as your right hand lifted the edge of the towel up. You craned your head a bit down, to look under the towel.

It was hard and big.

You glanced at Paul, his face contorted in pleasure. An idea hit you, one you liked the sound of. I mean he’s so caught up in pleasure it wouldn’t hurt to go a little beyond with him and you only live once. You thought. You carefully lifted the towel off, licked your lips and craned your head down before putting his cock in your mouth.

Paul eyes shot open as the most pleasurable sensation exploded through his body. He let out a mixture of a moan and gasp. His eyes focused to what was happening to see the most sexiest thing in his life. You, his imprint bobbing up and down on his cock. Paul let his head fall back with a breathy “fuck.” You then held on to Paul’s thighs and began taking in more of his cock before taking it entirely as his tip hit the back of your throat. “Oh fuck!” Paul yelled out, his hands gripped the edge of the massage bed as his teeth clamped his lips. You let his cock fall out of your mouth with a pop, looking at Paul, whilst stroking his fuckstick.

“Damn, you really seem to have a lot of tension in your body Paul. Mind if I continue?” You asked seductively. Paul opened his eyes to make eye contact with you. “N-no, please fu-fuckin continue.” You laughed noticing the pleasure had Paul trembling. “Hmmmm.” You put his cock in your mouth again getting back to the original pace. Paul hissed as he craned his head forward to look at you more clearly. Your mouth was magical, he hadn’t felt anything like it.

Placing a hand on your head, a devious grin appeared on Paul’s face, before his hand forced you down his cock. You let out a surprised hum before gagging, Paul’s eyes rolling at the pleasure. Paul chuckled slightly as he continued to force your mouth down with his hand. You then stilled where only his tip was in your mouth. You indicated to Paul with a hum. Paul grinned again as he grabbed your head with both hands and started thrusting his hips relentlessly. “Ohohhoo fuck!” Paul exclaimed.

You again let Paul’s cock out with a pop. But before you could continue, Paul’s hand pulled your head towards his, putting his lips on yours. Your tongues entangled around each other, as Paul tugged at your shirt, you then took it off. Paul took about two seconds to admire your torso, his teeth bit his lip eagerly. You connected your lips with Paul, a moan coming from the the both of you.

Your tongues danced and entangled around each other. Paul had never done this before with a guy but in the heat of the moment he couldn’t give a fuck. His big hands gripped your ass and squeezed. You moaned into his mouth as Paul let out a chuckle. He then pulled your pants down along with your underwear. Paul’s hand slid up and down your shaft as you groaned, your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Paul took this as a chance to bite down on your neck as you gasped. He then sucked at your skin making you moan loudly, Paul then lathered his tongue over your hickey.

Paul then grabbed your hips and spinned you around quickly and spread your ass open revealing your aching hole. He slithered his tongue in as you let out a gasp at the feeling of something warm enter through your entrance. Paul continued, ravishingly manoeuvring his tongue, you tasted so fucking good and your moans only encouraged him. Paul then suddenly had an idea, an idea he always wanted to try. Gripping your hips, he placed your thighs on his right shoulder. You were upside down, Paul’s cock touching your cheek, and you took it into your mouth. He then carefully placed your left leg on his other shoulder and began again at your entrance

You felt Paul’s hot tongue dancing in and out of your entrance you bit your lip. Before your putting your head down to start sucking again. Paul would help every time you needed to lift your head up. You popped his cock out of your mouth. “Are we going to take this to the next step Mr. Lahote?” Paul snapped out of his pleasure responding with a maniacal grin. “Fuck yeah.” Paul set you down on the massage table once again. You looked back at him, smirking and wiggling your ass. What came next was what you wanted and what Paul was craving, his hand came down and smacked your ass. The pain becoming euphoria as you moaned out. Paul chuckled before repeating the motion, groping and rubbing your ass after each smack. After a while he placed both hands on each ass cheek and leaned in, and spread your ass open. Paul saved the image of your hole. Oh it’s practically begging for me. Paul thought.

Paul then gripped his cock, stroking it a little whilst gazing at the sight of your desperate hole. He then lightly slapped your hole with his cock and began grinding against, causing a needy whine from you and Paul chuckling at your reaction. “Ready?” Paul questions in a teasing tone. You cocked your head to the door of the massage room. “I was the moment you walked through that door.” Paul grinned, gripped his fuckstick, and entered you. The moment Paul’s tip entered, the nerve system in your body and Paul’s exploded with pleasure which only increased as you took more inches of Paul’s cock . “Fuck.” Paul cursed out, whilst you were moaning. Your eyes rolling into the back of your head as each inch of Paul’s cock slid into you slowly.

You turned your head back to make eye contact with Paul, a playful mischievous glint in your eyes that made Paul gulp. “I want it harder.” You then slammed your body back, filling your hole with the rest of Paul’s fuckstick, Paul gasped and gripped your hips. “…And faster.” You smirked. Paul growled, smacked your ass again, and began thrusting into you at a accelerated pace. Your whole body, mind, and might as well fucking soul, was filled you with pleasure your mind going completely blank. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth as Paul’s cock re-welcomed itself into your hole again and again.

Like you, Paul was lost in pleasure. Each slam and thrust brought pleasure through his nerves and passion to his veins. The imprint bond felt like it amplified everything. Paul’s hips literally couldn’t stop, even if he wanted it to, and why would he? Your moans only furthered him into a frenzy. Paul’s left hand held your hip tightly whilst his other hand, snaked to your neck. You then felt Paul’s fingers curl around your neck, before his hand grasped your throat and tilted your head upwards. You let out moans of ecstasy at the action. Paul then tilted your head back towards him a little and leaned forward and found his lips on yours, tongues dancing in the dirty kiss.

Paul then forcefully pulled himself out of you, you whined almost begging him to put it back in. He then flipped you over and slammed back his fuckstick into you in the span of 3 seconds. You gasped as Paul’s lip’s connected with yours again, his tongue slithering with yours. Paul’s hands then firmly gripped your waist as you felt your back no longer touching the massage bed. Paul then lifted you up and slammed your hips on to his cock.

His cock hit it. That special spot.

You gasped loud, sounding surprised. Paul’s face turned wicked as his smirk became dangerous. He then continued slamming your hips down on his cock, it hitting your prostate with pinpoint accuracy. Your moans were muffled by his lips on yours again before he started to kiss the side of your jaw down to your neck. He licked the side of your neck before biting down and sucking on it. Your senses fucking exploded your moans so rapid that it felt like you had no room to breathe. You wanted to catch your breath but you were being selfish, you didn’t want to stop this pleasure not even for a instant.

After Paul gave you again a hickey, multiple one’s actually, that he was proud of, he laid you down again on the massage bed. Paul then pushed your legs forward basically folding you in half, and making his cock go deeper inside you. Your eyes rolled at the sensation and you started to feel something in your lower stomach. You bit your lip and looked Paul straight in the eyes, challenge being prominent in your eyes. Paul’s raised his eyebrows. “Is that all you’ve got, Paul?” You challenged. It took a second for him to respond but he replied with a sharp thrust of his hips. “Oh no, people always say, save the best for last.” Paul replied. Paul then began slamming his cock again faster and deeper thanks to your position. Soon Paul feel that familiar feeling in his pelvis.

Paul gripped your legs and leaned forward to connect your lips again. His ,fucking, pace increased as he growled against your neck. Paul was fighting with his wolf for control the sensations were getting too much and just right at the same time. Your moans turned to keens getting louder and louder, the pleasure reaching a spike, then another spike, pleasure reaching beyond you and Paul have ever felt. The imprint bond was sure to blame for this as Paul lost control of his hips, slamming his cock into you at a unbelievable speed. Paul snarled, the pleasure escalating far greater than he expected. It’s as if your pleasure became one, reaching pleasure and passion never felt before. You locked eyes with Paul, lust and passion in both your eyes, till the pleasure reached its peak… and soared to the heavens, as you both cum.

“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.”

“SHIT!”

“PAUL!”

“Y/N FUCK!”

The orgasm felt like it was the best thing in your life that you were alive to only feel this. Heavy pants followed after the release between you and Paul. He then pulled his cock out of your filled whole, his cum spilling out immediately, he grinned at that. Paul then leaned over towards you and licked your mess off your chest, savouring the taste of you. Paul then connected your lips in a lazy kiss, before gazing at you thoughtfully. You closed your eyes in the post bliss. You made eye contact with Paul. “Well that was… amazing.” “Tell me about it.” Paul chuckled out. “Well I hope as your masseur I got those tense muscles sorted out?” You asked. “You did more than I could ask for… thanks.”

You sat up and glanced at the clock in the room. “You’ve still got thirty minutes of your session left is-WOAH!” You were interrupted as Paul pulled you by the waste and inserted his tongue inside your mouth. “Good I’m not done with you yet.” Paul let out a wicked smirk.

…

“How was your session Paul?” Emily asked placing muffins on the table. Paul thought back to what happened earlier that day grinned. “Pretty good.” Paul stated. Jared raised a eyebrow at him. “It seemed more than ‘pretty good’.” “Yeah, you didn’t even come to the pack house with a pissed off expression, which is the usual.” Said Embry taking a bite out of Emily’s cooking, Paul playfully pushed Embry and chuckled which almost surprised the entire pack. “The truth is, my masseur.” Paul took out a piece of paper, your number written in black ink on it. “… is my imprint.”

…

“Woah, you okay there Y/N? You look a little worn out and you look like you can’t even walk properly.” Lisa the massage parlour receptionist asked you with concern written over her face. “I’m fine Lisa.” You said chuckling. “Just had a special customer.” You looked down at the paper you were holding with hopeful expression as you read Paul’s number for the eighth time already.

…

You were organising the massage towels after another successful massage. You quickly had to get these things organised as your next session would start at any moment now. Just as you finished with the towels, knocks were heard by the door as someone opened it. “Y/N?” A familiar voice called out your named. You smiled making eye contact with the man who fucked your brains out a week ago. “Paul… same procedure as last time?” You said whilst taking off your shirt. Paul closed the door behind him and chuckled. “Of course.”

I’m sorry I’m literally begging you PLEASE to do HCs of Paul imprinting on a Cullen!reader !!!

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‘If you walked in my skin, You’ll feel the jail’- Paul Lahote Headcannons!!

• He hadn’t known that you were is imprint at first, but once he found out, he would try to ignore it and make it go away. The only problem was, it didn’t go away.

• You had been uninterested in him, even more after what was happening between Bella, Edward and Jacob. You had found yourself watching them fight, with Jacob and his gang of friends in the background.

• He would stay silent, but these feelings would get way to overwhelming- crushing him whole. He couldn’t stand it. Anytime he was around you his heart would get heavy and sink, yet be all over the place in his body. The world would go silent as the only thing he could hear was he raging heartbeat. He face would get hot and his body would become heavy, as if begging him to let go and faint. He had to have you, Now.

• The way on how he told you that you are his imprint is pretty basic. While Jacob and Edward were at each other, he grabbed you by your wrist and told you straight up.

• To describe your love trip is enemies to lovers. But not the- ‘I’ve never actually hated you’ type of way, but more so a ‘You choke me, I drown you’ type of love.

• The love was forbidden, everyone knew that, but what’s the fun of following rules. You guys would pretend to hate each other meanwhile a little while after dusk you guys are in the lake, teeth clashing on teeth, you gripping at his bare shoulders as he has a tight hold on your hair.

• While it’s not 100% helpful, Paul will let you drink SOME of his blood. Only if you are about faint or desperate he’ll let you. He finds it a bit painful, so he grabbing at the nearest thing he can find. So I apologize if you walk out with a almost broken hand. He will most likely hunt for you so you can feed.

• You guys hate each others body heat, Your freezing body annoys him and his furnace like body heat annoys you.

Hey! If you're still accepting requests, can you imagine a Paul imprinted on a mermaid? Maybe she can get out of the water to see him or he can go to the beach to see her!

‘Everything that kills me, makes me feel alive’- Paul Lahote Headcannons!!

• To say he was surprised would be an understatement. He had only thought that wolves and vampires would roam around. So when finding out there were other creatures beyond the imagination of this shapeshifter had him shocked.

• He had been playing around with Seth, Jacob and Embry- running around, wrestling, kicking a ball around- he had seen you come up from the water with another person by your side. Your skin had water dripping from it, and your hair looked dry, not soaked at all.

• Your once fin/tail had turned into a neutral color bathing suit, adoring your colors and all. Hair, eyes, skin, and everything.

• Once Paul made eye contact with you, the wind that was once in his lungs had been knocked out of him with a large force. His heart pounded as he stared at you walking past him, laughing and talking with the other mermaid with you.

• Ignoring you was the best option for him, he would try to forget his feelings about falling for a “human”. But that one day changed, your classic love story. It had been a rather warmer day, while it was nice for humans, it felt like personal hell on earth for the wolves and their extremely high body temperature. He had come down to La Push to cool off in the water, with some other accompanying him. He had gone a bit farther out than the others. He had went under, than came back up to see someone swim up to the surface.

• You had asked him what he was doing, especially going far out into the sea creatures territory. Of course, confused, he informed you it belonged to the wolves and that there was no such thing as sea creatures. He believed that until he looked down and saw the shimmer of your tail. You guys had started to talk from the moment on, Paul being honest and thinking you were crazy.

• Days would pass and Paul would wait by the shore, hoping for you to come up- and you always did. You would bring him things you found at the bottom, shells, unique rocks, something cool that fell out of a boat and anything else.

• He has thought you were beautiful, something no one could compare to. A beauty that would have taken centuries to find once again. That night, he confessed to you under the finally not cloudy sky. He told you he imprinted on you, and that he cannot control it. Of course you were confused and a bit worried, but you gave him a shot.

• Everything went slow with you two, it took 3 weeks of dating to hold hands and than almost 2 months to go out in public together, 4 months just to kiss his cheek, and 6 months to meet his friends. He loved you and feared of losing you from how he acted and his temper. He couldn’t- more so wouldn’t- lose you. You were his, destined by design. It was meant to be this way.

• A year after dating, you had shared your first kiss. It was sweet, walking along the shore and talking about everything going on. He would stare at you on and on. You got self conscious for a moment, asking what was wrong or what was on you face.

“So- Paul are even listening?” You ask him, looking at him. “Hm? Yeah..” He says staring at your face with pure love and adoration. “What, is there something on my face?” You ask him again, reaching up to touch your face only to have your hand removed from your face to be met with Paul’s smile. “No, your gorgeous.” He says gently, taking your hand in his, pulling you closer and placing his free hand on your cheek. You looked at him, finally realizing this is where you wanna be as he dipped his head to place a small kiss on your lips.

You were his, and his only. You were his while you cried and you were his when he had you bent over a desk, watching you go into pure ecstasy. He knew you were his the moment he laid his eyes on you in the crowd of hundreds. You were meant to be.

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