This is the very first lemon I ever wrote, and I swear it won't be the last.

Nobody's POV

Buttercup groaned as she felt the sun's rays enter her room. She sat up, or at least, she tried to. She was suddenly aware of the fact that someone's arm was wrapped around her waist, making it hard for her to move. She didn't even have to look to know that the arm was connected to her secret boyfriend, Butch Jojo.

Yup. It happened. She honestly don't know how or why it happened, but she to be honest, she kind of knew it would happen all along.

She lifted his arm and placed it on his side as she tried to get out of bed. That didn't work. At all.

Suddenly, two arms wrapped around her, holding her tighter than ever. She groaned quietly. This was the problem every morning. He always tries to keep her in bed as much as possible, and that was almost always the reason for why she was late for work.

"Butch, come on. Let go." She whispered in his ear. He just opened his eyes, looked at her, closed it, grumbled and held her tighter. She squirmed, trying hard to get out of his iron grip. He just chuckled huskily, and opened his eyes again. He kissed her lips gently, surprising her. Usually when they were in that position, he would usually kiss her roughly. His kiss suddenly turned deeper, and his tongue poked her lips, asking for entrance.

She pushed away and he pouted playfully. "Ouch babe. No 'Good Morning', no good morning hugs, and now no good morning kiss?"

She punched his chest playfully. "You just had your morning kiss, now let go. I still have to cook, you know."

He didn't. Instead, he just burried his face on her neck, and kissed it softly. "That was just a warm up kiss. Since you rejected it, how about a good morning sex, instead?"

"No. I have to work today. Now let go." She groaned, while trying to unwrap herself from him. He just simply pulled her head towards his chest and hugged her tighter that ever. She managed to lift her head and glared at him.

"Butch!" He just smirked down at her.

"I want you to scream my name for a different reason, Butters."

She went red while he laughed. He loves it whenever she gets red like that. She was always cute whenever she's blushing. At least, she was cute in his opinion. She tried to push him away, but no matter what she did, he wouldn't let go of her. She sighed.

"If I give you a good morning kiss, will you let me go?"

He smirked, and pretended to think, then said, "Depends. If I enjoy the kiss, then I'll let go. If I don't, you're just gonna have to try again until I want you to go."

"Seriously?!" She asked, dumbfolded, but she knew he would do this. He would do anything to make her stay with him.

"Seriously." He answered with a smirk. She sighed, and he loosen his grip a little for her to be able to reach his lips.

She started kissing him, slow at first, but it got faster. She stopped, and looked at him. "Done, now let go."

"Butters, I know you can do better than that. Try again." She glared at him, while he just smirked.

She kissed him a second time, this time she kissed him rougher, faster, and after a few more seconds, she let go of his lips. "Happy now?"

He placed his forehead on hers, and looked straight in her eye. "Better, but I know you can do much more than that."

She kissed him again, rough and hard. She poked his lips with her tongue, and he opened for her. She started tasting his mouth, and brushed his tongue a couple of times before wrapping her tongue on his. His tongue then played with her, and she started enjoying this kiss. She stopped, however, and pulled away, making Butch groan, obviously wanting more. She smirked at him.

"Looks like you enjoyed it. Now let go, I still have to cook."

He reluctantly lets go of her, and she left the bed. When she left, he felt like he needed more than just a kiss. He started making plans...

Meanwhile in the kitchen...

Buttercup couldn't get over the kiss. I mean, sure they kissed each other like that plenty of times, but this kiss...

She shook her head and started cooking eggs and bacon. While she was in the middle of placing the food on the plates. She took her phone out of her pocket and saw the caller ID.

Leader Girl.

She smiled, and answered.

"Hey sis, its been awhile. How's life in Italy going?"

"It's been amazing! I just...when you get here, its like magic! I mean, really! Life here's great! Wish you were here. By the way, I heard you got promoted. Great job!"

"Yeah, it's been a crazy week. Everything is fine here. Just wish my boss would actually chill for a few minutes before shouting at my face."

"...I wonder how you even manage to get promoted with your tardiness."

"I know. Its a miracle I'm not gonna waste. So, I heard you have a boyfriend."

"W-what?! Where did you hear than from?!"

A smirk formed in Buttercup's face. "Oh, from around. I also heard that he's a redhead, and works as a CEO. By the way, who is he?"

"O-oh, um, he's...uh...he's...Brinstin! Yeah, Brinstin James Johnson."

Buttercup bit back a laugh. What a name. Buttercup would have wanted to laugh out loud. Her sister was never a good liar. Besides, Butch told her that his brother, Brick, was dating a redhead with pink eyes. Of course, the only redhead with pink eyes she knows of was her sister, so really, it's not that hard to connect the dots. Still... that name. She bit back the chuckle she was holding in.

"Oh yeah. What a nice name."

"Yeah, so...um... what about you? Got a boyfriend, yet?"As soon as Blossom said that, Butch was already in the kitchen. He smirked, already knowing who his girl was calling due to the fact that she was smiling. The only person that could make her smile was him, her sisters, and her dad.

Obviously, it wasn't him, the blonde can't be the one calling cause it would still be nighttime in Paris, and he overheard his girl saying his dad was going to ride a plane today to go to Hawaii for his vacation. That leaves the redhead, the only person who would actually call Buttercup no matter what time it was to see how she was doing.

He smirked. It was time to set his plan in motion.

"Nope, still no boyfriend."

Butch jokingly pretended that he was stabbed in the heart, and Buttercup just laughed.

"Um, why are you laughing?"

Buttercup suddenly remembered that she was on the phone. She cannot let her sister know she was dating Butch. Not that she was embarassed by him, but because her sister might tell Bubbles, and Bubbles would tell embarassing stories about her accidentally. Then there's professor with his Gloc 9, his rifle, and his M16.

"Uh, I was... reading the newspaper. It has a funny comic section." She answered lamely. Hey! She panicked, okay!

"Oh, what time is it in your side?"

Buttercup glanced at the clock. "Seven thirty, why?"

"Oh, no reason. Just wanted to know I didn't wake you up in the middle of the night or something. So anyways, how's dad? He hasn't answered my calls yet, and I've been calling him six times."

"Oh, he's on a plane to Hawaii. His boss gave him a free trip and everything."

Buttercup suddenly felt two arms around her waist, and was lifted in the ground. She squealed in surprise as Butch carried her and placed her on top of the counter.

"Buttercup? Are you alright?"Butch suddenly started leaning on her, kissing her neck. She couldn't do anything, since she needed one hand to hold the phone, and one hand to balance her and to stop her from laying on the counter. Her legs were dissabled, too, seeing as Butch pinned them down using both of his hands.

"Y-yeah. I-I'm fine. I just saw a spider." She bit back a moan as Butch found her sweet spot, and started licking, kissing, and sucking on her spot.

"You're still afraid of spiders?"

"Who wouldn't be." She answered, still trying to keep her moans in check. Butch saw this, and smirked. He eyed her spaghetti straps, and pulled both of it down with his teeth. He started kissing her shoulders and collar bone, even biting it at times. Buttercup started sweating.

"Yeah, I guess. They are pretty creepy, huh. Anyways, did you hear? Bubbles has a new fashion line coming up. You should come with us to Paris. It's been a while since we've seen each other. It would be fun, too!"

Buttercup was about to reply, when She felt Butch pulling her pants off. She glared at him, but he didn't care. He pulled them off, and she couldn't help but blush when he looked at her with those lust filled eyes.

"I-I guess it would be fun. I mean, it has been a long time."

Butch's hands were roaming around her legs, occasionally in her inner thighs. She was already starting to pant as he continued to attack her shoulders and neck, still touching her legs.

"Butch, stop." Buttercup whispered, covering her phone.

"Do you really want that?" Butch whispered back in her ear, before he started nibbling on it. She could feel her panties getting wet, and her breathing was laboured.

"Buttercup, are you even listening to me?"

Butch pushed her in order for her to lay on the counter. She couldn't stop him, and he didn't let her. He held both her hands right on top of her head with one hand, while his other hand started to lift her shirt off.

"Buttercup? Are you there?"

Buttercup just ignored her phone and dropped it, making Butch smirk in victory.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He said, while taking her shirt off.

"Shut up and kiss me." She whispered, before raising her head and kissing him. He kissed her back with the same speed and roughness they both enjoyed. His hands were roamig around her body, making her moan louder and louder.

"Butch." She moaned, and he felt himself getting hard. He got off her, and took his pants off. Buttercup's eyes were glued to his growing member. She blushed, while he just smirked at her and went back to kissing her. He made her sit down, and he took her bra off.

He made her lay down again before reaching for her breasts. She moaned louder when he pinched both of her nipples. Butch suddenly attacked her left nipple with his mouth while still pinching her right nipple, making her gasp and moan. He smirked as she placed both of her hands on his hair and pulled.

"Butch... I... Ahhh!" She screamed when he bit her nipple.

He then let her nipple go just to attack the right one. She was going crazy, wanting more than what Butch was doing. She wanted him to do so much more.

Suddenly, Butch lowered himself until he reached her aching core. He grinned as he saw that her panties were wet. He pulled them down, and threw them behind him. Butch pushed her legs apart, taking in Buttercup's naked sight.

He placed his head right in front of her core, and he started licking her clean. Buttercup gasped at the tremendous pleasure she was receiving. She placed her hands on his hair again and grounded her hips on his head. He continued to lick and nibble on her clit, while she panted and moaned in pleasure. He suddenly pushed his tongue inside her, making her scream.

"Butch!" She screamed loudly. Butch started to fuck her with his tongue, swirling it around. Then he pinched her clit with his fingers, and she exploded.

"Aaah!" She squealed as cum started coming out of her pussy. She squirmed and mewled as Butch licked her clean.

When he was finished, he dropped his boxers, freeing his engorged dick. She moaned at the sight of her boyfriend's nine inch dick. He lifted her up, and his dick poked her pussy, still careful not to enter.

"Butch, don't tease me!" Buttercup growled. Butch smirked and kissed her roughly. Once he pulled away, he pushed himself in her. Hard. She screamed in pleasure.

"You like it rough, don't you?" He didn't give her a chance to say anything, because he pulled his dick out, and rammed back inside her. She moaned loudly, and he bit her shoulder.

It wssn't hard to find a rhythm, and once he did, he didn't stop.

"Butch! Harder! Faster!" Buttercup screamed. Butch smirked.

"Yes ma'am." He went faster and harder, and she continued screaming.

Butch managed to let a hand go in the middle, and he started pinching and pulling his clit. She love this. She love him. She didn't want him to stop even for a second.

"Scream my name, Butters." He growled, as he continued to ram into her like there was no tomorrow, while still pinching her clit.

"Aaaah...haaaaahh...hmmmmmnn..." Buttercup couldn't even form a word as her brain malfunctioned, letting only pleasure enter.

"Come on, baby. Scream my name." He added more pressure on her clit, and she was enjoying it.

"Butch...haaaaaahhhhh...hmmmmn..." Buttercup tried again, but all she could say was a whisper.

Butch rammed harder, and he saw that he rammed her g-spot, because she let out a loud scream.

"Butch!"

Her pussy tightened, and Butch already knew what would happen next.

"Butch, I'm...hmmmmm!" She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence, when Butch slammed his lips to hers, and they started making out, riding Buttercup's orgasm. Butch came a few seconds later, and he finally pulled away from the kiss.

Buttercup whimpered, feeling the after-effects of her orgasm. Butch winced as he felt her pussy still wrapped around his sensitized dick. He pulled out after a few minutes, and placed Buttercup back on the counter as gently ss possible. Buttercup was still in a daze, and was trying to put herself together.

Butch pushed her legs apart, deciding that he could still have a good view of his girl while she try to fix herself. He wore his pants and buckled his belt, and gave Buttercup her pants. She wore them and slid down the counter, her legs buckled, and Butch helped her to stand up.

"What...what the hell, Butch." She whispered to him. He just smirked.

"I wanted morning sex, and I'm pretty sure you did to. I just gave both of us a favor."

He carried her to their room, and dropped her on the bed. She protested, but he ignored her.

"Butch, I have to go to work."

"Butters, you have to stay here. You can barely walk. Besides, I called your boss and told him you got sick with flu, so, yeah. You're staying here with me."

He laid down right beside her, and wrapped his arms around her. She placed her head on his chest, and listen to the sound of his heart beat, lulling her to sleep in his arms.

Meanwhile in Italy...

Blossom stared at the phone in horror. She heard everything loud and clear. So did her boyfriend, who was laughing hard as hell.

"Looks like your sister was getting laid with my brother. What did I tell you?"

She didn't, or couldn't, answer him. She was too busy being disgusted. She shivered. Brick must've seen the look of discomfort in her face, because he just chuckled.

"Babe, they're not teenagers. They know what they're doing. Besides, it's not like we didn't do anything this past few months that sounded like that."

"Brick!" Her face was as red as his cap.

Apparently, Buttercup forgot to cut the call. Looks like her secret's out.