Joy sat cross-legged on her bed, her computer in her lap. She had been looking over emails and furiously typing away on her keyboard when she noticed the time. "Shoot!" Joy exclaimed, immediately closing her laptop and gently tossing it aside. If she didn't hurry, she would miss her study date with Fabian. Joy promised that she would be there at 3; it was now 2:55 and Joy still wanted to change out of her school uniform and brush her hair.
Somewhat angry with herself for not realizing the time sooner, Joy jumped up off her bed and quickly started to change. The girl threw on capris, a light pink blouse, and some cute shoes as she ran a brush through her hair. Grabbing her bag off the floor, she glanced at the time again; 3:07. Damn, she was late.
Joy thought to herself for a minute before heading out the door. "Well I guess there's nothing wrong with being fashionably late." A smile played on her lips as she proceeded downstairs to Fabian's room. The girl found it strange that the door was closed, seeing as how Fabian and Mick almost always left their door open. No matter, she thought as she walked up to knock on the door. "Fabes, I'm sorry I'm late I just got caught up in-" she started to say before the door opened. The brunette was expecting to see Fabian at the door, but instead found herself looking into Mick's eyes.
Joy froze for a second, not sure what to say. Mick stood before her, shirtless even, looking down at her. "You're not Fabian," the girl said lightly. Mick laughed, and gave her a smile.
"Nope," he replied. "Fabian actually went back to the school to talk to Mrs. Andrews about something. He asked me to tell you that he'd be a little late." Joy nodded, looking down at her feet.
"Oh, okay then," the girl managed. "Um, Mick? W-why don't you have a shirt on?" The small brunette had looked down in order to stop herself from starring at Mick's perfect body. She knew that if she looked back up at him, that's what would happen. The blonde leaned against the doorway, looking at the brunette. Joy could feel Mick's eyes looking at her; watching her, even.
"I just came back from a run, and took a shower," he explained. "Are you alright?" Mick couldn't help feeling as if something was wrong, due to the fact that Joy's eyes were practically glued to the ground.
"Oh, no, nothing's wrong," Joy assured; eyes still toward the ground. "You know, maybe I should come back later when Fabian gets back." The brunette turned to go, when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Wait," Mick told her, pulling her back very gently. "Why don't you just wait for him here? I mean, this is where you two are studying, right? Come on," he offered. The small girl turned to face him, closing her eyes until they were level with Mick's.
"Um, sure, thanks. I guess you're right, Mick." Joy followed Mick into the room after the blonde smiled at her. She could feel her cheeks getting hotter by the second. Part of her wished that Mick had put a shirt on before she got there, or that he would put one on now. Then again, another part of her didn't want him to. As of right now, the second part was gaining dominance by the minute.
Mick sat down on his bed and motioned for Joy to sit next him. At first, the girl hesitated, but went along and sat next to him anyways to be polite. The blonde turned to face her, looking her in the eyes. "How do you think you did on your science project?" the blonde asked. Joy stuttered for a brief second before answering.
"Um, I think I did pretty well on it. What about you?" Joy focused her sight on Mick's eyes rather than his body. She had never felt this way about Mick before. Then again, she had never actually seen him shirtless before. Joy had always had a little crush on Mick, but as far as she knew, he and Amber were an item. Everyone knows that when two people are an item, there's almost no chance of breaking them up.
"I don't know, actually. I think I did okay on it. I had Fabian help me afterschool a bit." Mick looked into the girl's eyes, staring at her even. A minute passed and neither of them said anything. Mick leaned closer to the girl, still looking straight at her. "Um, you have an eyelash on your cheek," he told her. Joy reached her hand up to brush it away, breaking their eye contact.
Mick stopped Joy's hand with his. "Let me," he spoke softly. His hand reached up slowly to Joy's face, brushing the eyelash off of her cheek with his thumb. Her skin was soft to the touch. Mick took his hand away for a second, only to bring it right back. The blonde cupped the side of Joy's face in his hand, and brought her closer to him. Joy could feel her heart racing-pounding-inside her chest. She only hoped that Mick couldn't quite tell.
Mick was drawn to the girl. There was something about her that he liked; maybe even loved. He leaned closer to her and their lips crashed. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it was amazing either way. "Mick…" Joy started to say, before being shushed by the boy. Their lips met again, and Mick wrapped his arm around the girl's waist, pulling her closer to him. Joy's arms snaked around Mick's neck, her fingers tangling through his hair. Mick ran both his hands down Joy's back, and slipped them under her shirt. Joy kicked off her shoes, having somewhat of an idea of what would happen next.
Gently, the blonde laid Joy down on the bed. As he did so, Joy pulled him after her so that he was kneeling over her, their lips still touching. Joy wasn't exactly an expert in kissing, but it seemed like she was doing perfectly fine. She pressed her lips further against Mick's as he kissed back. The brunette moved one hand down Mick's back, and the other one ran up and down his chest. He had an amazing body, and Joy suddenly realized why Amber must've liked him so much. The thing was, Amber only really liked Mick for his body, while Joy actually saw more in him than that.
Mick deepened their kiss slowly at first. His hands went to the bottom of Joy's blouse, lifting it up slightly. He pulled back from their kiss for a second, and looked down at the girl. "Can I?" he asked, not wanting to force her into anything. Joy took a deep breath before nodding yes as an answer, and crashing her lips onto his again. She felt Mick's hands slide up her body as he took her shirt off and revealing her lavender colored bra. It suddenly occurred to her that she was still supposed to meet Fabian to study. Pulling away from the kiss, Joy looked at him. "Mick, what if Fabian comes back?" she asked nervously.
"He won't be back until four," the blonde answered. The time right then was 3:25. Joy smiled at the boy and kissed him lightly. Mick accepted the kiss but went and deepened it as soon as he could. He took the girl's hand that was on his chest, and moved it down his body slowly until her hand was on his belt buckle. Joy moved her other hand to his belt as well, and undid the buckle along with unbuttoning Mick's jeans and sliding them off. Mick ran his hand down Joy's body, tracing over every curve she had. He moved his lips to Joy's neck, biting down on her every now and then. Quickly, the blonde unbuttoned Joy's capris and slid them off of her as well.
Joy let out a soft and quiet moan every time he bit down on her. She ran her hand back down the boy's chest, and proceeded to go down his body until she reached the hem of his boxers. She felt Mick nod against her, telling her that it was okay to go further. The brunette hesitated at first though, before moving her hand down further, feeling his hard on. Joy gasped under her breath slightly. For a second it was hard to believe that she actually caused it, but it was true. A slight smile broke free from her lips and Joy moved her hands back up his body, resting one hand on his shoulder, as the other ran through his soft blonde hair.
Mick smiled slightly as he continued to kiss down her neck. His hands wandered down to her waist and toyed with the hem of her panties. He didn't quite do anything else just yet, as it occurred to him that she could still say no. The boy pulled away from her neck and whispered in her ear. "Joy?" was all he had to ask.
"Please," she replied. Mick smiled at the girl, and proceeded to slide her panties down her legs slowly. Joy's hands went right to the hem of his boxers again, and pulled them down all the way. She kissed Mick lightly on the lips before pulling back and looking him in the eyes. "Um, Mick?" she started. "You should know something before we continue…" Mick smiled at her slightly, brushing her cheek with his thumb again.
"I know you're a virgin, Joy, it's okay. We don't have to do this if you don't want to, you know." Mick kissed her lightly on the forehead, still smiling at her. Joy smiled back, biting down on her lower lip.
"No, I don't want to…" she began. "I really want to." A slight boost of confidence ran through her as she pulled Mick down to her and kissed him, and this time it was her who deepened it. Mick smirked at the girl and kissed her back, sliding her panties down her legs. He nodded into the kiss slightly, waiting for her response. Joy nodded back as well telling him she was ready. "Please, Mick," she managed through the kiss.
Mick smiled into their kiss, positioning himself over her before pushing all the way. Both of them moaned rather loudly at this. "Oh my god…" Joy moaned. She couldn't believe what was happening. It felt amazing to her, and it only just began. Joy's fingers clawed at Mick's back gently. She rolled her hips into his in instinct, and pressed her lips harder against Mick's. The blonde smirked at the fact that she was enjoying this. He ran a hand up her body starting at her waist, going up to her breasts. His hand ran lightly across her stomach, and right up to the middle of her chest. He pulled out of her only to push back in.
Joy arched her back as he pulled out of her, moaning loudly as he pushed back in. This action drove her practically insane. She clutched onto Mick's hair, and brought her lips to his neck, biting down on his collar bone. Mick let out a soft moan as she did this, rolling his hips into hers. Mick put a hand on her shoulder, sliding one strap of her bra off of her, and then the other one. Joy didn't object to this, or say anything rather. Mick placed his hand on one of her breasts, squeezing it gently, causing Joy to let out a small shriek. She lifted her back up off of the bed so that Mick could easily unclasp her bra and take it off.
Mick removed Joy's bra and looked the girl in the eyes. He didn't stare at her chest, as some other guys might. Mick respected Joy more than that. "You're beautiful, Joy," he told her, kissing her passionately. Joy blushed slightly at his words and kissed back. Mick rolled his hips into hers before pulling out of her. He kissed down her neck and down to her chest even, nipping at her breasts gently and pushing back into her. Joy let out a gasp/moan as he did this. Her lips went to his ear, nibbling it a bit. She put both hands on his shoulders, and flipped them both over so that she was on top. Joy smiled down at the boy, pecking him on the lips.
Mick pulled the girl down onto him into a kiss so that their chests were touching. He rested one hand on the small of her back, and ran the other through her hair, smiling into the kiss. "Mick…" Joy mumbled. "I-I'm close… so close." The brunette rolled her hips into his and arched her back slightly. The blonde nodded, pulling away from the kiss slightly.
"So am I." He rolled his hips back into hers, coming out and thrusting back into her one last time. They had both reached their climax, although Joy had come first, collapsing on top of him. Joy looked Mick in the eyes. "Oh my god… that was, amazing," she said. Mick couldn't help laughing slightly, smiling at the girl. After a few minutes, Joy finally got off of Mick and they both lay side by side under the covers of Mick's bed.
Joy's head rested on Mick's chest, her arm wrapped around him in a sort of hug like position. Mick had his arm around the girl as well, stroking her hair. "I'm glad I stayed now…" Joy said shyly, blushing slightly.
"I am too," Mick replied, looking down at her. He knew that he kind of always liked Joy in some way, but now, it was definitely clear that he liked her in more ways than one. Joy looked up at him, and smiled. The smile didn't last long because she remembered then that Mick and Amber were a thing.
"Oh my gosh, Mick aren't you still with Amber?" she asked, sort of panicky. Mick hushed her, kissing the top of her head.
"Nope, we broke up yesterday," Mick admitted. He and Amber were always off and on, but this time, it was for good. After all, their relationship was based on looks and the whole 'popularity' thing, which he was sick of.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said. Joy had always assumed that Mick and Amber were 'in love' and they were perfect together; or at least that's what everyone else thought.
"Don't be," Mick said, smiling. "I'm glad it's over. It lets me move on, and be with someone, new," he said. Joy blushed, as he was talking about her, and rested her head back on Mick's chest. Just then, the door opened before either of them could do anything to stop it. Fabian came into the room, not seeing them at first.
"Sorry I'm late," he said. Joy screamed, immediately clapping a hand over her mouth. Fabian, startled be the noise, jumped slightly, noticing the two. "Oh my god!" he shouted. Luckily, the two were under the covers so that Fabian didn't see anything but their faces. "What the hell are you two doing? Don't answer that, actually because it's pretty obvious." Mick opened his mouth to speak up.
"Fabian, we can explain," he started before he was interrupted.
"Later," Fabian said. "I'll leave you two alone to finish, this…" with that, the brunette boy turned to leave.
"Fabes," Joy called after him. He didn't want to hear it.
"Don't Joy, just don't." Joy and Mick shared a look as Fabian walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.