Hello everyone, first time on the Degrassi side of the fanfiction world! So I have been really engrossed in Degrassi the Boiling Point latley and I really just thought up this idea because I really LOVE Eli and Clare. It's my own interpretation of how the music video "Shark in the Water" should have been, but only Eli and Clare's story.

IMPORTANT
I want no complaints that you didn't read the authors note, so I'll tell you now that the setting of the story. I will not be following the exact storyline of Degrassi, because in my story Eli and Clare are not dating like in the end of The Boiling Point. However, you will recognize some of the plot here and there. That being said, I will be starting off at the dance. Instead of having Vegas Night, I have decided to make Carnival Night. Hmmm, catch my drift? ;) AGAIN! The plot is different, but there's a dance like the show. And any questions will probably be answered in the story or you may ask, but I'll try to be as clear as possible. Now, I love Eli and Clare but for the sake of the story Clare will be a little bit out of character, okay? Sorry if it's not to your liking!

I don't know, hopefully you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of its characters. If I did, then...well let's not get carried away! I don't own "Shark in the Water" by V.V. Brown, either.

It was really spectacular how Holly J was able to rent out the annual carnival for the night for the fall dance. We had everything! House of mirrors, the ferris wheel, amusement rides of all kinds, food stands, game stands, and we even had enough money to bring in a dance floor in the middle of the entire carnival. There were tents everywhere with contests, shows, and entertainment- courtesy of the head honcho of the carnival. The dance was themed Fantasy Carnival Night, so the main colors around were dark colors and random light ones. I thought it was absolutely amazing that it was able to give an atmosphere of a dream, I felt surreal. Was I going to be having the best night of my life in this amazing dance that will come once in a lifetime?

The answer is: no.

"Sometimes I get my head in a dilly

Feeling so lost, ticking you off

Now boy, you know me well

Said, I'm that kind of filly

That kind of soft, that kind of silly

But when I'm in doubt, I open my mouth"

"Clare, stop moving! I'm just adding a few more touches to your make-up and you'll be flawless!" Alli squealed as she pressed the liquid black liner to my shuddering eyes. I hated wearing too much make-up, but Holly J insisted that we had to sell our character in order to participate. Why am I participating? Only because Alli just needed to work in the kissing booth to get Drew jealous and could not let her best friend enjoy the dance. Oh no, this was unacceptable. Alli couldn't work in the dance by herself, she needed me to be backstage to help her out. I sighed. I really wanted to go to the dance with Eli. His face immediatley popped into my head.

Piercing green eyes outlined with seductive dark shadows created by his long bangs.

Dark lucious hair framing his face, pointing out in all directons deliciously.

Soft, plump lips that just begged to be kissed.

Crooked smirk, eyebrows twich suggestively.

Swoon...

I felt my cheeks bloom with heat, and I bit my lip as a shock of adrenaline rushed through my body. I fiddled with my True Love Waits ring and shamefully squirmed in my seat to try and rid of the lust that has already started to become familiar to me. I really wanted to honor my promise to God because my parents and sister were very religious, but lately this one boy has been making me forget my morals and do things I never even thought of doing. Especially when he throws that smirk of his at me. It's so sexy, it has become my new favorite happy place. Every now and then, our hands might accidently brush, or his leg will lean against mine when we work on our essays. And I burn. I hate that I have no control over my emotions when I'm near him. It scares me, but I embrace the feeling. I like it when he makes me feel this way (even if he doesn't know it) because I know that my lust runs deeper than what it seems. Whenever he talks to me in English, my heart flutters and I scream on the inside that he is actually talking to me. I try my best not to look like a total idiot in front of him, but sometimes I think I fail. He doesn't seem to mind though, he just chuckles lowly and sends me that smirk. I'll be a goof any day if he'll have that permament smirk on his lips. And when he talks to me with his exaggerated sarcastic comments and snarky attitude, I feel warm. I've known him for almost half a year, and my conversations with him have been my motivation to forget my private-school-uniform-wearing days and dress up as subtle as I could to draw his attention.

I day dream so much now, not just about those dirty things that I forbid myself to think about, but about what I wanted...I wanted to feel his arms around me as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear with his smooth voice. I wanted to stare at his gorgeous face all day and have him tell me I'm the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. I wanted him to love me and only me, so much. It's so stupid that I feel this way in such a short time, but I know that there is a deep connection that goes beyond our control. I feel it whenever I'm near him, like a magnet that pulls me to him. I wonder if he feels it to. I would be the happiest girl in the world if he did!

Sigh.

So, back to reality.

"Can we stop playing Dress Up Clare now?" I groaned as she put the finishing touches on my lips, and finally let go of me.

She raised her eyebrow knowingly and stepped out of my line of vision only to stand next to me and look at us through the mirror in the dim-litted back-stage tent. "You see this? If you hadn't agreed to help me, you wouldn't look like the most beautiful gypsy this school has ever seen!"

I gasped as I took in my appearance, a girl I had never seen before. My hair was perfect- curled softly and my bangs swung across my forehead in a messy manner that made me look much more believable. The black dangle earings framed my pale neck and made me look leaner and almost surreal. The make-up Alli did was subtle, but definitely effective. The black winged eye-liner, shimmer pink eye shadow, and long eye-lashes worked to bring out the color in my eyes much brighter. My outfit was something I would never wear, but something I've always wanted to wear. The thin pink top hugged my curves and the loose knee-length gypsy skirt flowed down my hips gracefully, giving the perfect balance of conservative and outgoing- just like Alli and I.

"Well, Alli, you've outdone yourself. With me, and you too! You look really pretty, Alli," I noted as I stood up and hugged her. She hugged me back and squealed softly. "Thank you, Miss Edwards! I really hope I'll get Drew's attention...and that I won't have to kiss some unwanted guy, bleh!" she laughed.

"Well it is a kissing booth, I'm just saying!" I commented, walking to grab my tarrot cards on the table.

"Thanks for the support Clare!" she retorted sarcastically. I stuck out my tongue and she smiled.

Just then, Holly J came into the tent in her ring-master outfit. She looked pretty stressed as she looked at everyone in the tent still getting ready. "Guys we're already letting people come in! Report to your stations and make us proud!" she said loudly and quickly left the tent. I looked at Alli and we both shrugged. I was about to walk out when Alli held onto my bracellet filled wrist and whispered:

"I'll make sure to let Elli know where the tarrot card gypsy is."

I blushed and gasped. "Alli, how did you-?"

She let go of me, winked knowingly, and walked out of the tent. I composed my posture and walked out to see that hundreds of familiar faces were already playing games and buying cotton candy. I wondered how so many people got here in less than five minutes! With that thought, I ran to my small tent that read "The Bewitching Gypsy: come see what waits in your future." I bit my lip. Bewitching? I wasn't sure if I really fit the profile, but apparently Sav thought it was made for me. So with that, I went in and settle myself in the plush chair facing the opening. I placed the cards on the small, circular table and waited for my first guest.

"And words come out, words come out like

Baby, there's a shark in the water

There's something underneath my bed

Oh, please believe I said

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

Better be soon"

I was surprised by how many people came in here in the last few hours, people I didn't recognize! I guess I never realized just how many people were in Degrassi. I did see some familiar faces, like Adam, Bianca, Anya, and a few other people. No Eli, I thought sadly. I was having a lot of fun playing my card as the gypsy, I'm apparently very good at predicting the future. I used to play with the cards for fun when I was younger, but I never knew I would be this spot-on to people's present and future. The timer next to me rung sharply, announcing the end of the fifteen minutes per session. The girl in front of me, Jackie, got up and left the tent, ecstatic with her predictions. I sighed and slumped in my chair. I was having fun, but I wanted to go out there and maybe-

Find Eli and flirt mercilessly? my inner thoughts interrupted.

I blushed and sighed again. At least there were less people coming in the tent now. Just then, Alli came in quickly and sat in the chair. She placed her forehead on the table and groaned.

"Ahh, I see frustration and confusion in your future," I said in a raspy, creepy voice to cheer up her mood as I pressed the button for the timer to start running.

Alli laughed and lifted her head, a frustrated look on her face. "Clare! The kissing booth is not fun anymore! It was fun when Drew came into the line and shoved all the other guys out of the way to kiss me, but it wasn't fun when I couldn't leave my post and he went off with this group of over-confident girls to dance. Ugh! Now I can't find him," she groaned.

I smiled sadly and touched her arm to try and calm her. She smiled back and shook her head as she proceeded to tell me everything that happened in the last three hours. "So when's your shift over? It's 9:20 right now. I wanna go dance with my best friend to take my mind off of everything going on!"

"Ahh, well I get off in two hours then. Sorry, Alli," I replied. She shot me an exasperated look. "What? No one else had experience with card reading so it's just me. And plus, you signed me up for this!" I huffed playfully.

"Fine, but when you're done go meet me at the ferris wheel, okay? I'm gonna try and find Jenna and see if she'll fill in," she grinned.

I nodded and smiled. The timer sung sharply and she got up quickly. "At least you're not getting so many people now, right? Maybe you'll be able to get out early!" she smiled and opened the tarp to leave.

I shuffled the cards and got lost in my thoughts of Eli, wondering what he was wearing tonight. Probably something black, and very sexy. I was so lost, that I didn't hear the tarp open until I heard the scraping of the chair in front of me. I quickly looked up startled, and gasped when I was greeted by Eli. I blushed and butterflies moved furiously in my stomach. His chair was close to the table and was leaned close to me, his right arm on the table and the other on his lap comfortably. He was staring at me with those beautiful green eyes, a smirk twitching. My heart beat quickened as I took him in. He was wearing a black elbow-length blazer with big silver buttons, a black and purple striped shirt, and a small black top hat. The hand on the table was clenched together, his ebony rings shining in the light. The dim lighting in the tent formed shadows all over his body, making him look ominously dark, dangerous, and just so damn sexy.

He cleared his throat, and I shot my eyes away from his body with a hot face. Oh gosh, I was practically ripping his clothes off with my eyes! What's wrong with me?

"Right, um, sorry. Shall we begin?" I asked, composing my voice to a soft mysterious voice.

He leaned back a little and sprawled his hand open on the table and got comfortable. He nodded his head at me, his eyes never leaving mine. Dear Lord, he hasn't even spoken a word and my lower body is tingling in the most amazing way. I pressed the timer and shook my head softly. One thought came to my head at that moment as I shuffled the tarrot cards and looked up into his eyes:

This feeling of static energy flowing between us is unique, only us. I am meant to be his, in every way.

I set the cards down and gracefully flicked my wrist to reveal the first card. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the couple on the pink card that read LOVERS.

I looked up at him through my thick lashes to see his reaction. His eyes were glued to mine, a haze was now present in his eyes and his delicious lips tilted in my favorite crooked smirk. He raised his eyebrows suggestively, his face drawing me in with male seduction.

I turned pink and looked back down to the deck of cards. Hopefully he was thinking the same thing that I was. I REALLY wanted him right now...I cleared my throat softly and revealed the next card. My heart fell when I saw the black hooded figure on the card. DEATH.

I blinked and turned my whole face to stare at him in disbelief, hoping to find answers in his face. His eyes were down cast and his fist was now clenched tightly on the table. I could only hear my rapid breathing and my heart beat as the tension in the air grew thick. He inhaled deeply and shot his eyes up to mine so quickly, I gasped. The haze was gone, and he was an ominous statue staring back at me. I stared back.

"High in the sky, the song that I'm singing

A sweet little lie, I cry wolf, cry

Rabbit in the hat, so that's why I'm bringing

Some tricks up my sleeve, for noticing me

I wouldn't cause you any harm, I just want you in my arms

I can't help, I can't help myself"

Lovers and Death? I choked up; did that mean that if we became lovers (blush) I would bring death? To him? To myself? Just the thought of Eli close to death made my heart fall to my stomach and break into a million pieces. I stood up quickly and walked to the opposite end of the tent, feeling like an idiot for tearing up for something so stupid. I cupped my hands over my lips and tried to calm myself. My heart pounded in my ears as I thought of the worst that could happen. Were we not meant to be, then? Would I have to let these feelings go? Wherever they might lead?

All of a sudden, I felt a body behind me. I stiffened and felt my body become alert to him, as if already recognizing his warmth. He moved a little closer when he didn't feel me move, his body ghosting my back. I felt his head bend and his hot, slow breaths hit my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Clare," he breathed deeply, making my breath hitch with excitment and making my fear disappear. "Will you tell me what this means?" he asked softly, his strong hands lingering above my shoulders and following my arms down, driving me crazy and yearning for his hands to press down and touch me.

I swallowed and tried to collect my thoughts. "The death card can signal a death in the right circumstances," I started, feeling a mix of lust and fear. This boy was making me feel so many things I didn't know was possible. I felt the tears start to return to my eyes.

"It can also mean a transformation, passage, or change," Eli whispered, his lips brushing my neck softly. A soft whimper escaped my lips. "Remember that when there is darkness, there is a sunrise as well."

My heart swelled, and I lifted my head. His hands finally reached my smaller hands, and slowly entertwined them in his.

"The lovers card is a sign of love. It is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power," I whispered shakily, his hands softly caressing mine.

"It implies fiinding someone who is so much a part of yourself-," I started as he softly pulled my hand to turn me towards him. I looked up into his emerald green eyes so close to mine and felt my eyes move from his eyes to his lips. "-so perfectly attuned to you and you to them..." I whimpered, his eyes looking at my lips and his face slowly leaning into mine. He stopped a few centemeters from my lips, and our eyes locked.

"...that you cannot dare to resist," he breathed huskily, his delicious breath hitting my face.

I shivered under his touch and the power of his words hit me full force. He likes me too? Maybe more? I found myself lost again in his amazing eyes. Normally, the color ran superficial, closing off his thoughts from the world. But as I stared into them at this moment, they were a darker shade of green, warm, and full of something so primal and male that it seemed like electricity ran through my veins. I saw into his soul then, and I could see that, indeed, his past was a troubled one. It was probably one that would be difficult to deal with, but I wanted to help him. I felt a thrill that he put his strong walls down and let me in. I started to feel light headed with his proximity and his fingers slowly dragging from my hands, to my hips, and painfully slow to stop at my waist and rest them there. I tilted my face up to his, my eyelids fluttering gently, giving him permission to keep going.

He inhaled in anticipation, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips to mine slowly.

"Baby, there's a shark in the water

There's something underneath my bed

Oh, please believe I said

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

Better be soon"

Time stopped when he kissed me, his lips soft yet passionate at the same time, as if he was savoring everything. The way his full lips moved slowly in sync with mine made my nerves hyperact and my mind to go numb. His lips parted slightly, his lower lip grazing mine for a brief second. Our eyes closed and our foreheads pressed together gently, I felt him catch his breath, then moved in for more. This time, his lips moved urgently against my own as desire and longing began to kick in, mutually. I returned the kiss with equal fevour and slid my hands up his shoulders and around his neck to press him closer. I never wanted this moment to end. His hands on my waist moved down to my hips and gripped me tightly, deliciously, his hands leaving a trail of fire in its wake. I loved his hands on my body, they made me feel fragile yet beautiful at the same time. He ran both his hands up my sides, my neck until he cupped my face with his hands and ran his tongue hotly against my lower lip. I whimpered at the exotic feeling, and Eli took the oportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. I lifted my tongue to play with his lightly, teasing him. He made a low almost inaudible sound in his chest and moved his tongue more deeply, exploring as much as he could.

I ran my fingers up his thick, lucious hair until I reached his hat and threw it to the side. I felt him smirk at my actions, and let his hands move back down to my waist. His hands sprawled on my lower back possessivley and pulled me flush against his hot, warm body. I whimpered softly at the sensation of all his hard curves against my feminine ones, he moaned softly and flexed his arms to keep me tightly to him. I raked my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, and a powerful wave of adrenaline suddenly shuddered through my body and I instinctively pushed my hips towards him, to my embarrasment. But my embarrasment melted away when I heard Eli gasp sharply and let go of my lips to pant heavily against my lips. I took the opportunity to bring his lower lip into my own and sucked gently. He growled playfully and was about to attack my waiting lips-

Briiiiiiiiiing! Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

We immediatley separated our faces from each other to find the source, but Eli made no intention of loosening his grip on my body. I found that the timer began to alert us that our fifteen minutes were up. I made a move to get the timer, but Eli's arms tightened more around my waist. I looked up at him in surprise as he smirked coyly. Sexy.

"Eli, I have to turn it off," I scolded with a small giggle, my voice a little raw from the most intense kiss of my life.

He looked up at the ceiling and pouted in a supposed thought postrue, and then shook his head at me with the same cocky smirk. I raised my eyebrow in challenge, biting my lip as I stared up at his gorgeous face. This was a dream, this couldn't be true. Eli Goldsworthy wanted to keep kissing me. So I did something that I would only dare to read about in those racy fictions: I lifted my face up to his and brushed my lips against his moist ones softly as I trailed my fingers down his solid chest.

"Please, Eli?" I breathed, and I heard him gasp.

I quickly pushed my hands on his chest and was released. I giggled when I saw his awe-struck face as I went to the table to turn off the timer. I looked down and smiled to myself. This was really happening. I looked out and tried to hear movement, but heard no one. I checked my wrist watch and remembered that around this time, they were going to announce the King and Queen and have the last few dances. No one was going to come around here. So that meant that I could give Eli a few more minutes...or hours. I turned around to tell him, but was confused. Eli had his hands in his dark jean pockets, his head bowed shamefully. My eyes widened. Did he regret what happened?

"Eli?" I asked hesitantly, taking a step towards him.

He took in a shaky breath and then looked me in the eye, his face pained. "You know, your prediction was right, Clare," he started.

I tiled my head to the side in confusion. I thought we went over that...?

"I'm not sure if...if you want to get into this. Into me. My past hasn't been easy and I don't want you to have to deal with all my issues. You...don't deserve me, Clare. You deserve someone who can give you everything and more...I can't give you that" he said quietly, looking down again and clenching his fists in his pockets.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I felt dirty. I thought that he wanted this, us. I looked at him longer, hoping that he would say he was joking and kiss me again. But he didn't.

"Yeah okay, I get it. I'm not that girl- wow. Um...I'm sorry I assumed...don't worry, you can just go and we can go back to normal tomorrow," I whispered, looking down and letting a traitorous tear fall down my cheek.

"What are you talking about, Clare?" Eli asked, his voice confused.

"The lovers card, it wasn't me. And I'm sorry I made you feel like you had to...well, you know. But you don't have to make excuses, I know you just want to be friends, Eli," I replied, embarrassed that I had to repeat myself.

He walked slowly to me, and I lifted my head to look at him. "Don't think, for a second, that all I feel for you is friendship. I can't go back, not anymore," he said passionatley.

More tears ran down my cheeks. "Then what are you talking about? You just said that you regret kissing me and that I couldn't be wi-"

With two long strides, he reached me, cupped my face in his warm hands and kissed me desperately. His mouth moved urgently against mine, begging me to respond to him. Before I could do anything, he let go of my lips and let his forehead rest on mine.

"I like you more than I should, Clare. I like you so much, it scares me," he said. "But I'm so messed up, I don't want you to have to deal with my problems; I don't think you understand. I am a selfish creature, Clare. I want you. I want all of you. I want your heart, your mind, your soul, your body. I want to possess you and erase your memory of any other guy until all you see and feel is me. I'm trying to do the right thing and let you go, for your own good," he breathed so passionatley, his voice broke.

I felt fresh tears start to swell and tried to register everything he just said to me. My heart pounded so hard in my chest, that I thought it would explode. He did feel these strange, messed up feelings that attracted us like two magnets. Eli looked back and softly moved my bangs away from my eyes and let his fingers linger over my cheek.

"I'm sorry if this is over-whelming to you; after all, I have become exceptional at controlling my emotions around you. But in reality, I have never felt so out of control. You have bewitched me, body and soul, Clare Edwards," he stated, his eyes downcast and his hand falling back to his side.

I hated the lack of proximity. So I took a step forward and placed my hands on his chest and looked up at him. He stared at me in fascination, shocked that even after all he had said, I was still here.

"I want you, Eli. These feelings scare me, too, but I know that you can't abandon me now. I don't care about your past or what you've done, all I know is that you make me feel things I never thought was possible. So do you want me, Eli Goldsworthy?" I asked seriously.

His jade eyes widened as took in my words.

"Right is right

I'm just winding you up, oh

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

Please don't make too much of it

It ain't that serious

Rules are rules

This is more like April fool"

"Then take me," I whispered, my voice wavering as all of my emotions came into that one sentence.

The jade in Eli's eyes darkened at my words, catching the entire meaning of the phrase. I know what I asked for, and I felt from the bottom of my heart that it was right.

"You've said some very dangerous words, Miss Edwards. Do you have any idea what you just asked, hmm?" he asked, his voice wicked and low.

I swallowed audibly and felt like the lion's prey. His eyes hazing over dangerously as a twisted smirk started to form on his swollen lips. I nodded and bit my bottom lip softly, wanting to feel his hands on me again. He chuckled darkly and stepped closer to me, our chests touching when we breathed. He tilted his head down to mine, our noses touching.

"I've wanted this for so long. Ever since I killed your glasses outside of school, I just wanted you near me all the time. When I'm around you, all I can think about is getting you to kiss me. But I want you to know that if you want me to continue, this is more than a one time thing. If I have you, I can't, I won't will myself to let you go...Once I start, I don't think I'll be able to stop, Clare," he whispered honestly, his eyes dark and passionate.

The butterflies in my stomach exploded and all my nerves burned. Just hearing him say these beautiful words made me melt on the spot- I only ever imagined him saying that in my dreams.

I placed my hands on his wide shoulders and smiled gently. "Then don't stop. Please, don't stop, Eli," I breathed.

That was all he needed. He took my hips into his hands, pulled me tightly to him, and kissed me so deeply that I felt it lick flames down to my toes. I returned the kiss with urgency and passion, willing my emotions to finally release. His hands were no longer as innocent as they were before, now he was touching everything he could get his hands on. He was touching me where no other man would dare touch me. Only Eli, always. I moaned into the kiss when I felt the heat of his hands cup my breasts and squeeze gently. He let go of my lips, but didn't dare leave my skin for a second. He kissed his way down my chin, and the side of my neck, lingering to give me small nibbles and licks. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access and moaned softly at the sensation of his hands and lips moving fluidly against my body.

I wanted more. I moved my hands under his blazer on his shoulders and spread them out to drag it down his arms. He helped me out and let go of my breasts to carelessly throw his blazer on the floor, his lips never leaving my neck. He returned his hands to my hips and drew circles with his thumbs as he nipped at my collarbone gently. His thumbs bravely went under my shirt to circle the sliver of skin revealed on my hips. I gasped when I felt the combination of warm skin and cold rings. Yes! The contrast of skin textures felt heavenly on my skin and I tightened my grip on his hair, clenching his hair in my fists.

He manipulated my body with ease and leant me back with the support of his arm to his likiung. He thrust his hips forward sharply and breathed shallowly on my collarbone. Oh God, he was so incredibly sexy. My skin turned on fire seeing him so turned on, and I realized this wasn't enough. He seemed to feel the same and pressed his hands under my shirt to slowly bring it up my stomach. He lifted his disheiveled head from my neck to search my eyes desperatley. I didn't need to nod, I conveyed my emotions through my eyes. He got the confidence he needed and slowly pulled the pink shirt over my head. He never lost eye contact as he flung the shirt to the floor. I gulped, a little nervous. Thank goodness I wore one of my pretty lace-pink bra today. Eli took a deep breath and then looked me up and down heatedly. I felt self-concious under his piercing gaze and moved to cross my arms over my chest, but he quickly grabbed my wrists in his hands. I looked up at him, and he was looking back with longing, desperation. Eli moved my wrists around his neck and started to kiss the tops of my breasts. My breath was shaky with anticipation as his hot mouth slowly slid down, his arms returning around my waist to lean me back.

I didn't want to be the only one half naked, so I moved my hands under his shirt. He froze momentarily on my body and I felt his stomach muscles clench and unclench at my touch. I slowly started to lift it and stared in awe at his toned stomach...abs...chest... He removed himself from me only to get rid of his shirt impatiently. He moved to get back to me, but my hands on his chest stopped him. He pouted at me pleadingly, and I giggled. I marveled at his upper body, it was absolutely beautiful. It wasn't too defined, but he was clearly stronger than he looked. I had no idea that he hid such hot skin under all his loose black shirts.

He closed his eyes and a ragged sigh escaped his lips when I pressed a light kiss on his chest, slow and gentle as my mouth moved along the hard planes of his body. His breath quickened slightly and softly played with my hair with one hand until he tangled his fingers and pulled slightly. Eli wrapped his free arm around her waist again and brought me in tighter as my tongue shyly licked his skin. He pulled my chin up and kissed me deeply, diving his tongue into my mouth hastily. Eli slowly backed me up until my lower back hit the circular table in the center of the room.

I felt Eli's fingers gently tug on the knot that held my skirt together and moved my hips forward, allowing him better access and pushing against his own hips. The skirt came undone and lightly fell down my legs. I had on a matching pair of pink-lace boy shorts, which made me feel a little more comfortable.

I jumped slightly when I felt his hands behind my thighs, caressing me lovingly. Suddenly, he lifted me up and I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips. We both groaned at the sensation and he proceeded to tease the lining of my bra. I blushed deeply because I could feel him hard and pulsing between my legs. I bit my lip and circled my hips in an attempt to get rid of the burning in my lower regions. He groaned deeply and moved his hands to the back of my bra to unclasp it impatiently. Once he threw it with the bundle of clothes on the ground, he sat me down on the table and looked me in the eyes.

I could feel the heat bloom down my neck and to my chest as I moved my hands up and down his strong arms. He kissed my lips once and then lowered to my breasts. I threw my head back and moaned loudly, to my embarrassment, as he took my sensitive nipple into his mouth and sucked, his hand playing with the other one. I clenched my legs against his hips as I began to shudder in pleasure. He dragged his lips back up until he softly kissed my lips.

I dared myself to be confident and slid my hands down his chest until I reached the top of his amazing skinny jeans. My fingers shook a little as I tried to unbutton his jeans while kissing him. I felt his larger hand cup mine to stop me. He stopped kissing me and stared questioningly into my eyes. And then I saw it.

Are you sure?

I smiled widely and my heart bloomed. I have never been so sure of anything in my life! I slowly leaned my head until I pressed my lips to his cheek softly, lingering.

"Baby, there's a shark in the water

There's something underneath my bed

Oh, please believe I said

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

You better get here soon"

He smirked sweetly and removed his hand from mine and kissed my neck sweetly, letting me take off his pants. I blushed as I lowered the zipper and pulled them down a bit, but found it a little hard to do that. He chuckled and hooked his thumbs under his jeans to yank them down.

"Sorry, a little tighter than usual," he murmured sheepishly.

I blushed when I looked down and quickly darted up to his smug face, blushing scarlett. He chuckled shortly and I pouted. He pecked my lips softly and I giggled.

I felt his arousal brush against my thigh and the thick fog of tension and lust returned and embraced us both. I inhaled and rubbed the skin just under his boxer briefs. Eli's breath picked up rapidly and pulled down my underwear smoothly. He seperated from me however and picked up his pants to get something. He came back with a small foil packet and placed it on the table next to me shamefully.

"I swear I didn't plan this...I promise to explain later?" he asked shyly.

I smiled softly and nodded my head, just wanting to feel him against me again. Our breaths matched as I lowered his briefs and looked up into his eyes. He pierced me with his stare as he pulled me closer to the edge of the table and closed that last bit of space between us, our skin tightly pressed together. We gasped, and moaned loudly in unison at the contact. I couldn't take it anymore! I grabbed the foil next to me and tried to rip it open, but my moist fingers just wouldn't let me. He grabbed it from me gently and ripped it with his teeth. Yum. He moved back a bit to put the condom on and then returned to press his chest with mine.

He looked at me one more time, asking for permission. I nodded my head and wrapped my thighs around his hips tightly. His arms wrapped around me in a desperate embrace and lowered his head to the hollow of my neck before slowly entering me. I gripped his back and yelped painfully, even though he wasn't even half way there. He whispered words of comfort and rubbed my back soothingly as he reached my maidenhead. I prepared myself and hid my face in his neck, taking in his masculine scent. He took a deep breath and plunged the rest of the way in.

We both groaned, mine in pain and his in pleasure. I whimpered as I let the tears fall freely. He lifted his head and kissed my tears away, apologizing and promising that he would make it all go away. I tried to regain my breathing as his loving words calmed me. Once I felt no more pain, I dug my hand in his hair and kissed his shoulder lightly, thanking him for his patience. He slowly pulled out, and then back in. I gasped at the insane pleasure that licked up my body. All I heard was the faint sound of music and our soft pants.

He moved his hands to my hips and rocked me against him, setting a moderate tempo. I moaned with each thrust and threw my head back as I let the pleasure take over. I angled my hips towards him to join in the rhythm and we both groaned loudly as our bodies moved together in unison. I arched my back and moaned his name loudly, not caring if anyone came by. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and played with my breasts.

"Please, faster Eli," I panted as I rocked my hips harder against him.

He groaned deeply and let his control snap. He pounded against my hips again and again and I never wanted him to stop. Eli grunted animalistically as I hugged him closer to me. We clung desperatley at each other as our need for each other consumed us with a high. His hand slid down the back of my thigh and lifted it higher as he panted against my throat harshly. I ran my nails down his back as Eli pounded against me faster and rougher, the table threatening to crash down on us. His muscles flexed and moved under my hands as we began to move on primal instincts, reason forgotten. But I didn't care. I let out several high pitched moans before I felt the coil in my stomach release and explode.

"ELI!" I screamed, the booming music in the background swallowing our cries.

"CLARE!" he groaned out as his thrusts became less controlled, eratic, until he finally gave his last thrust and threw his head back in pleasure.

We slumped against each other as we panted harsly, my legs giving out. With surprising strength, Eli lifted me up and placed me on the ground with him, his arms wrapping around me gently. He was kissing my face sweetly, his sweet breath intoxicating me. Once we caught our breaths, we clung to each other and smiled.

"Thank you, Eli," I whispered, tracing his arm muscles on my waist.

"No, thank you. I'm sorry if I hurt you," Eli rasped, tracing a small red bite on my shoulder.

"You didn't hurt me, and plus it was the first time. Next time won't be so bad," I replied, closing my eyes at the soothing feel of his fingers.

He kissed me gently and paused. "I think I love you..." he breathed.

I felt tears start to form in my eyes. "I think I love you, too," I replied.

We both laughed lightly and hugged each other, enjoying the afterglow.

"Baby, there's a shark in the water
Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

Better be soon"

Baby, there's a shark in the water

"So I noticed you said there would be a next time?"

"Oh, shut up and kiss me, Eli."

End.

So? :) Bad, good? Tell me your thoughts! I'm sorry if this was kind of OOC, I hope it didn't ruin it for some people.

If I get enough reviews, I might just consider writing more one-shots. Please review!

WAZAM