Author's Note: Welcome! So here is my surprise. I have always loved song fics and wanted to try a few. This is a one shot for now simply because I don't have chapter two written. I will be changing the title with every chapter so make sure to sign up for alerts. Please tell me what you thought about this. I haven't written a song fic in a long time so I hope I have done it right!

This might get a tad bit racy, but if it goes anywhere near sex, i'll change the rating to M. Read and Review, please?

Permanent Disclaimer: I own none of these characters and I do not own the songs used in each chapter.

Song Credit: "Uninvited" by Alanis Morissette

Chapter 1: Uninvited

Tessa Grey was sitting in her room reading when there was a knock on the door. Sophie would have announced herself, as would Charlotte. It couldn't have been Jem, who was currently playing the violin in his room across the hall. Henry would have no reason to come to her room at all, and neither would Jessamine. Whoever had come to the door wanted to remain anonymous.

Tessa stood up, crossed the room, and opened the door. A boy with dark hair stood there, trembling as though frightened. She had last seen him up on the roof, when he had kissed her and then suggested they carry on a secret affair. He had wanted her for only one thing... or had he?

"Tess," Will said. His voice cracked the way Jem's had when he told her that the right man wouldn't care and Tessa had to wonder who Jem was talking about. Will wore his bravado stamped across his chest, but now, all of the bravado was gone. He had missed dinner, and now stood before her, drenched with water and unnerved at being in her presence.

"You're going to catch a cold," Tessa said.

"I need to talk to you. Alone. Please, Tessa," Will said. "Meet me in the attic in ten minutes. It's imperative that…" He looked down the hallway, and then stepped closer. "I need this to be kept a secret."

"I don't want to be your little secret," Tessa said.

Will reached up and touched her cheek with his first two fingers.

"I don't want you to be my secret either," Will whispered. "Meet me upstairs."

Will turned and walked down the hallway. He turned back once, gave Tessa a nod, and disappeared.

It would be more of the same. Tessa would allow herself to desire Will; they might even kiss, and then Will would find another way to push her away. Love would never work between them, but that fact didn't stop Tessa from wanting to try anyway. She desired Will in a way that was improper. She had never felt this way for someone before, and certainly not a man, but she had found herself wanting to be with Will, anyway possible. She pictured them reading together in the Library and carrying on intellectually stimulating conversations in the garden.

Tessa ran a hand up the side of her neck and let herself wonder thing about Will's body. Did he have a spot that, when touched, made his heart skip a beat? When that happened, did his chest flush with warmth? What did his voice sound like when he spoke through a gasp? Did he prefer to close his eyes when he was with a girl, and let himself feel? Or, did he open his eyes so he could watch everything? She had only seen the faint white scars on his neck. Did he have more? Would his body tell the stories that he would not?

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot-blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave

It was improper to have these sorts of thoughts, and Tessa knew it. Will had suggested that they meet in secret and spend their time together avoiding detection. He wanted her for sex and while there was a chance it could become more than just sex, Will had made it clear that he used girls and that his heart belonged to himself.

Tessa should have wanted to court, to get married, and then be with Will in the manner in which he had suggested, but instead, she wanted to skip ahead to the last part. She wanted to forget about marriage and instead fling herself into a frivolous, passionate affair.

She shouldn't have been having these thoughts, but two fiery kisses between she and Will had changed things.

But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Will was sitting on a steamer trunk when Tessa walked up the attic stairs. He was staring at the floor, which was still stained with blood. The rest of the evidence from that night had evaporated. Tessa could still recall the first touch of Will's lips against hers. His body had been aflame with a fever, and when their lips moved together, she felt her face became warm from how close he was to her. They were drawn together in the most perfect way, but perfection never lasted.

"Will," Tessa whispered. Will looked up, and then leapt to his feet.

"There's a sofa we can sit on… or we could sit on the truck, or…." Will said.

"It's getting late," Tessa said. "What did you need to say to me?"

Will took a deep breath and looked down at the floor. He began to say something, starting with "Tess…" but stopped. He used to be so self assured. If he was ever in danger of saying the wrong thing, he would say it anyway, because saying nothing at all was worse than giving the wrong response. Tessa had liked that about Will. He was fearless and she had grown to admire that suicidal quality about him, but this new behavior… this was unexpected.

Will opened his mouth and closed it several times. He blushed, touched the back of his neck, and gave Tessa an embarrassed smile. He was clearly uncomfortable, and more than that, vulnerable.

"Will," Tessa said. "What's the matter?"

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepherd need shepherded

"I find you intriguing, Tessa," Will said. "I hope that much is obvious."

Tessa nodded and crossed her arms. She had said too much before, and refused to give Will what he wanted, whatever that may be.

"I never wanted to fall in love, because falling in love means letting your defenses down. I refuse to let my defenses down, but I also think that you, Tessa… might not be a threat," Will said. "You might be able to be something. We could sit together at meals. We could read together, and take walks, and… I could love you, if I allowed myself to."

"But I can't have children. I'm a warlock. I'm only good for frivolous sex," Tessa snapped.

"Stop," Will said. He walked over and touched her cheek again. His left hand rested on her waist, and when Tessa looked into Will's eyes, she stared back.

But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

"I don't want you to be my secret," Will said. "I want everyone to know about us."

He closed his eyes then, leaned forward, and kissed Tessa on the lips. Tessa closed her eyes and kissed back, letting her arms rest on his broad shoulders. Will reached down and pulled her waist close to his. Everything felt so vivid and real. Tessa felt shared warmth and a pulling sensation that made her want to press her body to Will's and feel all of the muscles and skin he kept covered with his clothing.

Will nudged Tessa with his hip and she took a step back. Her legs were feeling wobbly, so she sat down on the sofa, grabbed Will's hand, and pulled him down beside her. Will cupped her cheek lightly with his palm and kissed her again. He left his eyes open, wary, still assessing her as a threat.

"Why?" Tessa asked.

"I don't know why. I just want to know everything about you," Will said. "I want you to know everything about me." Tessa opened her mouth, prepared to ask the first question that popped into her mind, and then closed it again. It was better to live in this dream than to know reality.

"My favorite color is red," Tessa said, "what's yours?"

"Green," Will said. He kissed her again.

"Who was Cecily?" Tessa asked.

Will pulled away from Tessa but didn't leave the couch. He looked away for a second, his mind clearly vacillating between truth and lie. Then he turned back to Tessa and took her hand.

"She was my little sister," Will said. "She died when she was three. I'm not ready to talk about it with you, but I will. Just not right now."

"Fair enough."

"You want to know what other girl could have been with me. You want to know what happened to her, and why I'm not with her now," Will said.

"You don't have to say…" Tessa said.

"I've loved before," Will said, "but never like this. There was someone, yes, but it wasn't permanent, or, it couldn't have been. It would have only been temporary. Not like this. I could have you forever, Tessa, if I only allowed myself to. It's maddening, to have something in your grasp, and know that it is so close to slipping away. But with you, Tessa, I can justify insanity."

Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before

They resumed kissing as they lay back on the sofa. The attic got warm so Will removed his shirt. Tessa ran her hands down the pale skin of his chest. Their kisses and touches had aroused him, but Tessa ignored it, despite the knowledge of Will's desire for her now on display. He was weak, as all men were, when faced with a woman they had feeling for. It was arousing to know that she had this affect on him. She could make Will desire her in the way she desired him.

She shouldn't have.

Tessa remained in her dress, but Will moved a hand up her skirts. He caressed her inner thighs with his fingers, moving closer and closer to the very personal place between her legs, as they kissed harder and passionately. Tessa's heart pounded and her chest heaved with light gasps. Will bent his head down and ran his lips over the top of her breast. He took the strap of her dress, pulled it aside with one hand, and brought one of her nipples to light. He smirked as he flicked his tongue over it, and then did the same to the other side, never breaking eye contact.

It was wrong. They shouldn't have been doing this.

Will moaned as he pressed himself against her thigh. She understood how he was feeling. They both ached for a release, but at the same time neither was ready for it. It was more than just sex. It would have to be. I didn't have to be.

Tessa spread her thighs in one moment and closed them in the next. Will was mumbling her name as he kissed her neck.

"I want you, Tessa," Will whispered. "I desire you… more than I should. We shouldn't be together this way. You shouldn't be with me."

"I want to be with you, and you… you want to be with me," Tessa said.

But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

"It can be our secret," Will said. "Everyone can know we're together, but as for us being intimate… no one has to know."

Tessa lay back against Will's arm and ran her fingers down his chest. This was the same as before, and yet different. They could have had something, but Will wanted to keep that something a secret.

Will was dangerous and even more so when he displayed this kind behavior. There was no telling what was going through his mind. Tessa knew she shouldn't have let it get this far, and knew she shouldn't have even come upstairs, but there was something about Will that she wanted to discover, more than anything.

I don't think you unworthy
But I need a moment to deliberate

Author's Note: Thoughts? Reviews and critiques are always welcome!