WRITER 2:
It had been a few months after Jay moved into the large Earth Kingdom city of Ba Sing Se and for the most part things were quiet. After the war had ended, he had taken up a few odd jobs, usually bodyguard jobs but there were a few interesting jobs he had, mainly being a private detective, but ever since he moved into the city, things had been quiet. Today he got tipped off about a new job, and it seemed easy enough. People who he had been employed by previously were going out of town for a few months for business and they needed someone to look after the house and their daughter, Jin. He had never met Jin before, but he was hoping that she'd behave herself with him watching over the house. After he received his upfront payment from the parents, they welcomed him into the house and after a quick exchange of words between them, they left leaving him and her alone in the massive house. "Jin? My name is Jay, and I'm going to be staying here for a while." He called out before laying back on one of the large couches.
WRITER 1:
"Yes, I heard." Jin wasn't sure why he needed to be here. They treated her like a child, but she was no child. She knew better than to be rude, but this man already irritated her. emJay? What kind of name was that? /emBut still despite her annoyance at his presence, she thought maybe she could have fun with this. He was a little older than her, but not by enough that it would be hard for her to get to him. "So," she sat down next to him, leaving not an inch of space between where he sat and where she now did, "what do you do for fun, Jaaay?" She said his name slow and long trying to get his attention.
WRITER 2:
He glanced over at her, smirking a little bit. She seemed pretty nice right off the bat, which definitely made things easier on him and made the idea of spending a few months here seem like a good idea. "Why did you say my name all slow?" He asked, sitting up a bit. "But to answer your question, I do a lot of things. Work with the police sometimes, take care of my animals.. That sorta thing. What about you?"
WRITER 1:
She tried not to let her scowl show, most guys at least got a little flustered by that. She didn't want him here. She didn't want to hear about what a great guy he was helping animals and saving children from burning buildings, or whatever he meant by 'that sorta thing'. "I dunno why," she leaned back and away as he sat up crossing her legs and lifting them to rest on his lap. "I'm not so into the 'everyday hero thing,' I like to just hang out with my friends and…" a thought crossed her mind. A way to get him fired or at least make him quit. "I'm really into cactus juice right now, do you wanna try some? I keep a couple bottles in my room, I can go grab them?"
WRITER 2:
"I'm not a hero, Jin." He said, looking away from her. He hated when people did that, just assumed he was some great hero. Most of the time he wasn't, he really was just trying to make a living doing what he knew how to do best. His ears perked up a bit at the mention of cactus juice. He had it before, but it didn't have the intended effects on him "Cactus juice doesn't affect me, Jin. But you can have some."
WRITER 1:
She felt bad when he looked away, she hadn't meant to hurt him only to irritate him. He didn't seem to want to talk about it, but she figured in the coming days she'd be able to draw it out of him. She was suspicious to his response about the cactus juice, but removed her legs from the tops of his to go retrieve some. She took a sip of the cool liquid before returning back downstairs and another before snuggling close against his frame. "You sure you don't want any?" She held the open plastic bottle mere inches from his face. "Even if it doesn't work on you, it still tastes good."
WRITER 2:
"Well... I guess a little bit won't hurt." He mumbled and took the bottle from her, taking a big swig of it before handing it to her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, bringing her closer to him as they snuggled together on the couch. "Not a word to your parents about this."
WRITER 1:
"Oh, of course not," she shook her head again when his arm went around her. She felt a little lightheaded from his touch and swooned a bit, but she blamed it on the juice. He was good looking though, with his auburn hair all mussed up and cloudy gray eyes. She went to take another sip and noticed his 'little bit' had drained half the bottle. She giggled tracing lines with her fingertips across his palm, already falling under the effects of the greenish liquid. "I'd never tell anyone about this."
WRITER 2:
He chuckled softly when he saw her starting to succumb to the effects of the drink. He felt a little bit of a buzz from that big drink he had, but he knew he could probably take it. She wasn't all that bad looking herself, with that messy black hair and that adorable little giggle. "I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun over the next few months.." He smirked, his hand traveling up and down her back
WRITER 1:
"Mhmm, I'm glad," she was already less concerned with her goal of getting him in trouble. She sighed as his fingers rubbed a path along her back. Shifting to her side she reached a hand up to touch his face. Poking at his cheeks and bumping his nose with her fingers. Her mind was clear enough to notice he was right, the drink didn't seem to be effecting him. "You got a girlfriend, Jaaayy?"
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"Nope. Still single." He replied, shifting her to sit on his lap. It was kinda funny to see her under the effects of the drink, the way her hands fumbled across his cheeks and her fingers gently poking the tip of his nose was absolutely adorable. He even felt his heart flutter ever so slightly. "Why do you ask? Interested in me?" He teased, whispering in her ear as his muscular arms held her close to him.
WRITER 1:
She giggled again as his hands pulled her onto him and he wrapped his arms around her. Jin traced his lips when he quit speaking, pressing against the plush surface. He was warm. She felt warm as he held her. "Me?" She leaned her head into his strong shoulder. "Nope."
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"Could've fooled me.." He whispered, his hands trailing up and down her body, memorizing every detail of her. It felt good having someone this close to him, even if that person was a bit drunk at the moment. "What about you? You got a boyfriend?" He asked, gently planting a kiss on her neck
WRITER 1:
"Mmm…" her eyes flew open at her own moan as it escaped her lips from his touch, but there was nothing she could do about it. She curled back into him, repeatedly stretching her fingertips against where her hand rested on his chest. "No, not really." He kissed her neck and her head turned on its own accord. She nipped at his shoulder. "Not at all."
WRITER 2:
"Would you be interested in having one?" He asked, smirking as he heard her moan. It only encouraged him to touch her more, his hands trailing up her chest before moving down to her hips, his lips continuing to leave gentle kisses along her neck, biting the soft skin every so often.
WRITER 1:
"Hmmm, I dunno… I bARly know you, Jay," her eyes nearly rolled back in her head. The stupid cactus juice making her more sensitive to his touches. Jin adjusted so that she was facing him, her legs straddling either side of him. "I don't even like you." She traced his jaw with her thumbs, looking at his mouth rather than his eyes. "I don't want you here."
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"Well, I'm getting paid to be here for the next few months. If you're good, I'll split the payment with you." He said, closing the distance between them and planting a kiss on her lips as his hands gently massaged her hips. The cactus juice was starting to have some sort of effect on him, mainly making him a bit more bold in his advances. "And we'll find something fun go do. I don't want to coop you up in this house the whole time I'm here, y'know?" He whispered, gently biting on her earlobe
WRITER 1:
She huffed, "I'm always good, dear." She wanted to argue with him about the way he offered her money, but then he kissed her and she just wanted to melt into him. She wondered briefly if he'd be this forward without the juice in his system. "Fun?" she laughed, "I'm not sure what you mean…" he nipped her ear and she sighed, soon finding herself grinding her hips into his lap. "You're really hot… but I still don't like you." She was finding it hard to keep her insults coming.
WRITER 2:
"I hope so. I'd hate to have to punish you.." He mumbled, continuing to plant gentle kisses along her neck, shoulders and lips. I guess the cactus juice did affect him in one way or another. "Oh, I usually take on other contracts while I'm doing one. Maybe you can tag along during one, if you can handle it." His hands traveled a bit further down, resting on her ass as he encouraged her to keep grinding on him "You're pretty hot too, Jin."
WRITER 1:
"Contracts? Okay, yeah." She wasn't really listening, more focused on her movement against him than his words. His hands on her ass made her press herself into him more aggressively, trying to draw out a certain hardness in him. She rolled her hips skillfully, twisting her fingers in his hair, pulling the dark reddish locks. "Jay," she said his name, not as a question or for any other reason then just to say it. She liked the way it taste on her tongue. She pressed her lips to his, nodding into his mouth.
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"Damn, you are irresistible." He said quietly as he started to grind against her, something hard growing against her as he continued to kiss her, his hands kneading into the soft flesh of her ass. He wasn't really in control of his actions now, thanks to the cactus juice and the effect it had on him "I take it you've done it before, right? I don't know a lot of virgins that can move their hips like that.." He chuckled, a hand grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulling on it.
WRITER 1:
She moaned again rocking a few more times into him, enjoying his words and his hands. "Once or twice," she blushed helping him with her shirt. She stopped her assault on his hips to tug at his shirt and then at his pants. "Is that okay? Is this okay?" She knew what she was doing. She knew what she wanted, but his question raised doubts in her mind. Did it matter to him that she wasn't pure. That he would be her next, not her first.