Welcome to the new Monday story! I dedicate this to all my carnal loving Clowen converts!

Legal: I own nothing but the idea.

Important things to know before reading:

*Zoe doesn't exist so she never dated Drew

*Drew and Bianca did break up and Drew and Clare had sex just before winter break

*Dallas told Drew he was a rebound for Clare so Drew shunned her and Clare recently found out she's pregnant with Drew's baby

*Drew's been dating Becky for a little more than month

*Owen goes to U of T and has an off campus apartment

*Adam and Maya started dating last year when Whisper Hug started and Maya never went out with Cam

*Adam never liked or went out with Becky and he still alive but since he never liked Becky doesn't care that Drew is with her

*Adam and Maya turned Whisper Hug into a duo

*Yates was never at the school

*Miles doesn't exist, neither does Chewy and Maya did not go to Paris

*This story will be somewhat similar to Friends with Benefits but we are starting out hotter and raunchier

*This story contains lots of smut and adult themes and this is your warning!

Ch. 1 You Could be My Lover I'll Make you Laugh

(CLARE)

I hate carwashes! Carwashes and I do not have a good history, after all it was at my first DeGrassi carwash where I saw K.C. and Jenna flirting and that very day we broke up. Now I'm at this carwash I was forced into because I'm on student council, Alli and Jenna forced me to wear this ridiculous top because I wouldn't wear a bikini top. I am miserable, I want to physically harm every guy that is whistling whether they are whistling at me or not. Luke and some of the other Ice Hounds kept trying to take the zipper down on this stupid top and even Connor has told them to knock it off. The absolute worst thing, the thing that was truly driving me slowly mad, even though it shouldn't be, was that I had to watch Drew and Becky flirting.

I really was okay with Drew and Becky until I found out I was pregnant and the baby could only be his. I told Drew and he denied it, accused me of lying, of being vindictive and jealous, trying to ruin him because he wouldn't be with me and that I had to have slept with someone else. It's not like I was expecting him to drop everything and marry me or something, I didn't want to be a teen mom, I was going to Columbia next year and not a thing was going to stop me, this kid was being given up for adoption. Drew could have stayed with Becky but some support would have been nice and I was getting none from Drew. So now I was pregnant and alone, there was no way I was telling Mom I was pregnant, Darcy and Dad were not around and Adam was Drew's brother and I wouldn't put him in the middle.

Drew and I were civil to each other when we had to be but otherwise not speaking, if it wasn't about student council we just didn't talk and even when we did we couldn't look at each other. Yet I was forced to watch him and Becky in the halls and all over school in their sickening new relationship bliss while I was treated like a cast away whore. So now I hated them both and hated watching them together. Much as I hated them I wish Drew had been with me at my first appointment, I wish anyone had been there. I was already scared and then found out that I'd have to go off my chemo meds while I was pregnant or it could harm, and very possibly kill, the baby. I don't want to keep this baby but I'm not going to intentionally harm it either. I went off my meds but of course this meant my chances of relapse shot up by about 60% and after I found that out I went home and cried for hours.

Adam and even Alli and Jenna knew something was up and did what they could to keep me happy. Of course they really just thought I was not okay with Drew and Becky even though Eli wanted to get back together, or he did until I told him I'd had sex with Drew and was pregnant with his baby. Eli yelled a lot of hurtful stuff and told me he never wanted to see me again. So three people know that I am pregnant, myself included, and two of them hated me and I was alone in this. Adam didn't know any of it, I didn't want to put him in the middle, Drew refused to acknowledge the child was even his and Eli didn't talk to Adam much anymore.

"Hey Clare," Luke calls to me and I turn around only to get splashed by a bucket of water and I shriek.

"Hey your top is wet you should take it off now," laughs another Ice Hound.

"You boys are so juvenile and you wonder why I chose Connor over you," Jenna snaps at them.

"Hey guys not cool leave her alone," Dallas reprimands.

"Are you okay?" Alli questions as she or Jenna wraps a towel around me.

"I'm just peachy, I have soapy water running down places it shouldn't be without being in a shower. I put in my time I'm going to change and go home I'll see you guys at school Monday," I tell them wiping the water from my eyes and running into school and the student council office. "I can't believe he didn't do anything, he didn't even look I could probably get hit by a car and he wouldn't care! Even Dallas got mad at them but Drew doesn't care at all! I can't believe I thought he and I could ever be together I must have been temporarily insane," I rant to myself as I run into the student council office where I have my stuff. "Moronic, immature, jock brain with a hero complex. I need to stick to rebels at least they still care wh…"

"You okay Clare?" Owen's voice in the room startles me and I jump turning around to see him sitting at the meeting table.

"OWEN what the hell are you doing in here?!" I exclaim.

"I got my car washed and now I'm waiting for Tris so I can take him home. Why are you leaving the carwash early and why are you so pissed at Drew?" He questions.

"It's a long story, can you please just get out so I can change," I request.

"I'd rather stay and see the show," Owen replies putting his hands behind his head and leaning back a little.

"You disgusting pig get out!" I command.

"Alright, alright I'm going you might want to remove that stick up your ass while you're at it," he grumbles as he gets out of the chair. He starts walking to the door and I try to pull the zipper down to get this top off but it won't budge. The shirt is wet and it's going to be really hard to peel off on my own.

"Owen wait," I call to him just as he reaches the door, "my zipper is stuck can you see if you can get it please?"

"Need a big strong man to help you get undressed," Owen teases.

"No you chauvinist pig I can't get enough leverage because I'm the one wearing the shirt. Just hold the top with one hand and tug the zipper, and don't you dare let your fingers wander and touch anything else," I command.

"Yes Ma'am," Owen replies in a snappy tone.

"And close your eyes," I tell him.

"What seriously?"

"Yes seriously I can't wear a bra with this ridiculous top and I don't want your eyes to see anything," I reply.

"Don't touch, don't look, got it. I still can't believe you had sex with Drew in the prop room," Owen says about to hold it from the top and I realize he'll touch my breasts no matter what.

"I'll hold it," I command batting his hand away, "and what happened with Drew was a huge mistake. I fell for him and got myself screwed." I hold the top of my shirt while he takes the zipper and starts to pull, closing his eyes as he does.

"That's not coming down," Owen says opening his eyes again. "You know this doesn't look like something you would wear," he comments looking over the shirt closely.

"It's not it belongs to Alli, she and Jenna forced me to wear it since I refused to wear a bikini top," I inform him.

"I didn't think anyone could force you to do anything," Owen chides. "Okay well if the zipper isn't coming down there's only one way to get it off," Owen comments putting his hands in the top of the shirt, which means he's feeling my breasts.

"Owen what are you doing?!" I snap at him and then he grips tightly and riiiip, the shirt is pulled into two!

"Guess I owe Alli a new shirt," he remarks with a smirk while staring at my breasts. There was something rather thrilling about the brute force he used to rip the shirt. There's also something disturbing about the way he's leering at my breasts and I cover them.

"You disgusting caveman did you have to tear it and stop starring at my breasts!" I scold him.

"You wanted your shirt off didn't you?" Owen shoots back.

"Not like that, you could have just helped me take it off you didn't have to rip it like a brute in heat," I snap back.

"Touchy, excuse me for admiring a sexy body, too bad your attitude ruins it," Owen retorts with a slightly venomous tone.

"I'd rather be admired for my brains instead of my body, maybe you should work your head muscle sometimes and not the one between your legs," I snap back.

"Is it just impossible for you to admit that you're human? That you're not Little Miss Perfect and there isn't a single part of you that enjoyed that. Heaven forbid St. Clare do anything spontaneous or daring," Owen says in an angry and yet condescending tone.

"I am far from perfect and for your information I can be plenty daring, I went bungee jumping just a few months ago, not to mention I had spontaneous sex with Drew in the prop room."

"Oh bungee jumping a whole ten seconds of thrill," Owen taunts grabbing his stuff and walking for the door, "and I don't believe you spontaneously slept with Drew. Face it Baby Edwards you are and always will be stuck up, prudish St. Clare."

He's got his hand on the door handle and I run over grabbing his arm and turning him to me again.

"I am not St. Clare anymore. I slept with Drew; I wanted to, I initiated it. I had hot dreams about him and I wanted him and I am far from perfect. I screw up all the time and I make mistakes and I have fears and desires like everyone else in this fucked up world! If you weren't such a barbaric idiot I would…"

"You would what?"

Without thinking, going purely on instinct and the adrenaline coursing through my body I let go of my breasts and grab Owen by the shirt, "This." I smash my lips to his, nipping his bottom lip and he opens his mouth just slightly. My tongue goes in, wrapping around his, caressing it softly. Owen lets go of the door, picking me up with his hands grasping my ass firmly and my legs wrap around his waist. There is not a single thought in my head, no fear, no anger I'm operating at the most primal and animalistic parts of me.

Owen sets me down on the table; I grip his shirt and pull it over his head exposing his chest and more skin. He feels warm, almost feverish but not like he's ill, like he's burning with carnal fires. Owen tips my chin up luring my lips into another kiss while he lays me back on the table and begins to open the fly on my shorts. When it's open he grasps them at them bottom and yanks them forcefully, an act that surprisingly elicits a pleasured gasp from my lips. He pulls them down to my ankles and leaves them there, then just as he did with my shirt he uses his muscles to rip away my panties only this time I don't yell. I simply bite my lip, grip his belt and begin to undo it. Owen captures my lips again helping me open his belt and his jeans then he takes them down with his boxers and I feel his erection spring free and hit my thigh. I feel the pre-cum and I smile into the kiss as my core heats up and I hunger to have him fill me.

Owen leans me down on the table gently, opening my legs a little more and I wrap my legs around his waist. We stay locked in a fiery kiss, his hand goes between us and I feel his knuckles caressing my inner thigh as he strokes himself to get his length fully hard. Positioning the head of his throbbing cock at my dripping slit he slowly penetrates me and I exhale a moan into the kiss. Owen nips my bottom lip gently and slowly slides into me until his length is nearly all the way in. When I make a painful whimper he stops and begins slowly pulling out. My back arches, I grip his shoulders my nails digging into his back a little. My pulse quickens and my breathing begins coming in pants, my body is electrified, every nerve ending awake and excited. My body is hot and tingling, my hips begin to buck as Owen moves back in.

Our bodies move at a fevered pace, my body tightens and the need to orgasm is building to a point that it's becoming almost painful. We move in tandem, quickly, frenzied and in need of climax and then it happens, we both orgasm at the same moment. Our lips part and our heads turn, Owen makes a primal grunt and I let out a satisfied screaming moan but make sure to muffle it against his chest. Owen slows down and pulls out of me, my body lurches and I curl up on the table as I tremble slightly. The only sounds in the room are the pounding of our hearts and our quick breaths. The mingling scents of our sweat and juices linger in the room. Just as I regain my breath it occurs to me what just took place. I leap off the table grabbing my clothes and begin frantically dressing.

"I don't know what I was thinking. I did it again, had spontaneous sex with a guy, another chauvinist jock for that matter. I didn't learn my lesson the first time apparently," I mutter to myself irate at myself and ashamed of myself as I dress quickly.

"What are you so pissed about that was fun. Who knew you had such a wild side," Owen chuckles.

"This isn't a joke Owen, we had sex in school. I made exactly the same mistake only I knew Drew or I thought I did but apparently I don't. Anyway we got close last semester I thought there was something between us and I've never had a thought about you at all let alone a sexy one."

"You can't tell me that wasn't fun. I heard you moaning; I felt your body reacting to my touch and you were the one that initiated it. That was the best time I've had since…since well Anya. That was awesome and I think we should be friends with benefits," Owen comments and I look up at him. I now have everything on but my shoes and the top that Owen ripped, I'm wearing my DeGrassi sweatshirt which I had worn over that top Alli made me wear.

"Friends? We are not friends we aren't even acquaintances, we went to school for three years together and never even spoke to each other. We don't run in the same circles, we don't have the same friends, before today we'd never even been alone in a room together."

"Okay fine strangers that went to school together for three years with benefits then. Look you have needs and so do I, it will be none of the restraints of a relationship and all of the fun. Come on Clare think about how you were feeling ten minutes ago. No strings, no strain, no pressure just lots of carnal fun," Owen says with a grin trying to entice me into this idea of his.

I put on my shoes, bite my lip and ponder over Owen's proposal. It actually makes sense, I mean let's face it my track record with relationships is filled with drama and car crashes and falling for the wrong boy. Emotions get involved and things go all to pieces but a purely carnal relationship has very few emotions.

"I'm going home, come over after you take Tristan home and I'll give you my decision," I tell him.

"I don't know where you live," Owen remarks.

"I live on DeGrassi Street you'll see the Martin Family Construction truck out front. And don't you dare tell a soul about what just happened," I assert.

"No one would believe even if I tried," Owen jokes.

"I mean it Owen."

"I won't tell anyone," he says.

"Good, I'll see you in a couple of hours then," I reply grabbing my stuff and leaving.

(OWEN)

I watch Clare run out and pick up the shirt I tore off of her and toss it in the trashcan. I sit back at my laptop and go back to what I was doing. After a few minutes Drew comes in the room and looks around.

"Have you seen Clare? She's supposed to be helping with the carwash," Drew says.

"Nope haven't seen her," I shrug and he doesn't notice the shirt in the wastebasket. Drew makes an annoyed huff and leaves the room again. "You should have come in the room twenty minutes ago when we were having sex," I comment to myself after he's gone.

It's almost two hours before Tris comes in and says he's ready to go. I pack up my laptop and we go outside, Drew is bitching that Clare left early. I'm tempted to say something to him but I promised not to say anything and I'm not sure what I could say to Drew without betraying what Clare and I did. We get in my car and I drive Tris home and say goodbye. I turn back onto DeGrassi Street and quickly find the house with Jake's old truck in the driveway and I park. I get out and ring the bell, a minute later Clare answers, she looks more comfortable now in a blue and black sun dress.

"Come in," she says stepping aside and waving me in and when I sit on the sofa she hands me a couple pieces of paper.

"What is this?" I inquire.

"A contract," she replies.

"A contract seriously?"

"I'm not doing this without a contract," she informs me.

"Okay," I say slowly and start looking the contract over. The first part is a non-disclosure agreement basically stating neither of us will talk about what we do or ever tell anyone. It says that we must contact each other in secret which makes sense. It also says that when one of us calls on the other to "satisfy our needs" the other person must agree and be in the mood. There's some other stuff like we can't do anything illegal and it ends with the fact that she'll be leaving for New York no later than August to go to school and the friends with benefits deal ends when she goes to New York. "So you're going to school in New York?"

"Well I haven't heard from Columbia yet but I'm being positive," Clare replies.

"I'm sure you'll get into Columbia. Okay if I'm going to sign this then I want to put in my own provisions," I tell her.

"That's fair, wait here I'll get my laptop," she replies and runs upstairs returning a moment later. "Alright what do you want to add?" Clare asks.

"Well first if we're going to do this then it's a good opportunity for experimentation. So long as we both agree," I comment.

"What do you mean by experimentation?" Clare questions.

"What I mean is you must have sexual fantasies that you never filled with Eli, and seeing as you only had sex with Drew the once I'm sure you didn't fulfill any fantasies with him, unless he was the fantasy. Either way I know you're human which means you have sexual fantasies and this gives us the perfect opportunity to explore those fantasies in a safe, non-judgmental environment. No expectations, no judging, a chance to really explore our sexual selves and know what we like. We'll switch off, one week I'll be in charge and the next week you'll be in charge. Whoever is in charge will dictate things for that week, they get to decide what fantasy or fantasies they want, but the other person has to be okay with participating in the fantasy, neither of us will do anything the other person isn't comfortable with. But we should both be open and willing to experiment, don't say no to something just because you're a little nervous about it."

"Agreed, I like that," she smiles and I can see the licentious thoughts swirling in her mind.

"Good, one more thing we'll both need to be available when the other person has needs to fulfill. We should probably exchange schedules," I point out. Clare nods and then reprints the pages.

"Before you sign there's one more thing you should be aware of," Clare speaks up.

"You don't have an STI or something do you?"

"No I'm clean, after I slept with Drew and he then brushed me aside I went to the clinic and was assured I was STI free. Which means Drew was clean too although I suppose he'd only slept with Bianca and Katie. You are clean aren't you?" Clare asks.

"Yes I'm clean I can go tested again if you like," I offer.

"No I trust you. The thing you need to know if we're going to do this is that I'm pregnant," Clare reveals and my mouth drops open, my heart stopping momentarily. "Twelve weeks pregnant as of yesterday, the baby is Drew's. I know it's Drew's because the timing fits, I had scans and multiple tests confirming how pregnant I am and before I spontaneously had sex with Drew I hadn't had sex with Eli in months. And except for you earlier today they are the only two boys I've ever slept with."

"Holy shit does Drew know you're pregnant?"

"Yes he knows I told him after finding out but he thinks I'm lying. He says I must have slept with someone else and it's not his baby. So now instead of rebuilding a friendship he's treating me like a castaway whore and it hurts to watch him with Becky, not that I want to be with him but some support would be nice. I told Eli too because when I went to my Columbia interview we reconnected and thought we could maybe get back together next year. He was livid that I had sex with Drew and said he could never touch me again. I won't abort but I'm not going to be a teen mom this kid is being put up for adoption. Only Eli and Drew know but I'm telling you because if we're going to do this and be so intimate then you'll probably notice changes in my body and it may get to a point where I can't do very much sexually. Also I had to go off my chemo meds early for the pregnancy to be viable so now I'm pregnant, alone and scared."

"What about your parents?" I question.

"I barely see my dad or speak to him since he got remarried. He moved ten blocks away and couldn't even be bothered to send me a birthday card. My mom would flip; she's calmed down some since being with Glen but explaining that I had sex with a boy she doesn't know and got pregnant will not go over well. I plan to induce at 36 weeks at which time I'll be in New York."

"I'm sorry Clare, I can be there for you if you want, the way Drew should be at like appointments and stuff," I offer.

"This deal of ours is only sexual, don't you dare get any stupid ideas about raising the baby with me or getting all sappy and romantic on me. I'm giving it up for adoption," she asserts crossing her arms.

"The thought never crossed my mind, I don't want a kid and being in a relationship with you would probably drive me crazy. However since I'm the only one that knows you're pregnant and is speaking to you if you need someone to be with you at appointments or something then I'll be there. Put it in the contract," I affirm.

"I thought we weren't letting emotions get involved?"

"That's not emotional that's practical, if you're not feeling well or you're upset you won't be in the mood for anything sexual," I point out.

"That does make sense; okay I'll put that in. Anything else?" She asks as she begins typing.

"That's all I can think of, we can always amend it," I reply and she prints out a new one. I sign and then she signs, and then she makes me a copy. "Since you initiated you be in charge this week and starting next Friday I'll be in charge, I can't wait to have you at my command. I think I'll just have you walk around my apartment naked," I grin.

"You are such a pig; I'm putting your contact in my phone as Piggy," Clare says.

"Maybe we can get that stick out of your ass over the next few weeks. I'm putting your contact in my phone as Stick," I tell her.

"I am not uptight just because I don't like chauvinist talk," she shoots back.

"You're so uptight y…"

DING DONG The doorbell rings cutting me off mid-sentence.

"Stay here I'll go see who that is," Clare says and walks to the front door. "What do you want Drew?" I hear Clare ask curtly after opening the door.

"I came to see why you left the carwash early and just walked out on your duties," Drew replies.

"It's none of your damn business Drew now please leave. You treat me like dirt and don't acknowledge that this baby is even yours and I don't have to answer to you. In fact just stay out of my life all together unless we're at school for student council and we have to talk to each other," Clare snaps at Drew before slamming the door in his face and she storms back into the living room.

"You okay?" I ask her.

"Fine," she replies but she sounds miffed. "Since I'm in charge this week and my parents are gone for the weekend get upstairs to my bedroom. Now," she commands.

"Okay," I smile eagerly and pick her up making her squeal.

I see her bedroom as soon as we're at the top of the stairs and go in. I set her on her bed and she smiles, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth and looks at me.

"Strip," she orders.

"Yes Mistress," I reply with a lascivious smile and start stripping. I kick my shoes off first and get my socks off. While I take the rest of my clothes off I dance a little and Clare laughs.

"Now undress me," Clare commands standing up and I salute, with more than one appendage.

I reach back and unzip her dress, pulling it down her body quickly but I'm careful not to rip her clothes this time. I get her dress down and she steps out of it. I get her bra off dropping it to the floor and her breasts fall free. Earlier when we were in the student council office and I first saw her breasts she was snapping at me and it was distracting me from admiring her body. During sex it was pretty frenzied, awesome but frenzied and I didn't really get the chance to appreciate her body but we're not as frenzied now and she's not angry so I can appreciate her very sexy body starting with her breasts. Like two soft pillows, large handfuls of tender flesh and supple skin, just looking at them has me salivating and I lean down opening my mouth to take her nipple in my lips. But before I can Clare stops me, putting her hand on my shoulder and pushing me back gently.

"I did not say to suck on my nipples," she tells me.

"You like being in charge, I think you have some dominatrix in you," I grin and Clare responds by biting her lip.

I grip her panties now and take them down her legs; she steps out of them when they're at her ankles. She strokes my hardening cock and I moan. Clare reaches up and puts her hand at the back of my neck she stands on her tiptoes and kidnaps my lips kissing me feverishly. She still has hold of my cock and when her hand leaves my neck she traces a finger down my chest slowly and my knees buckle.

I wonder if anyone, Eli and Drew included, know that inside the brainy, conservative, prudish and at times judgmental and stuck up girl a sex goddess was hiding. A skilled seductress and titillating temptress, hiding just under the surface of the straight A and honor roll student.

Clare releases me and gets on the bed crawling back and I follow. As I crawl on the bed she opens her legs and I get between them, her scent is strong and it's making me hunger for her even more. Clare reaches up and puts her hands at the back of my neck and joins our lips together. I grip my hardening erection and make sure I'm completely hard so I can slide into her easily. When I glide into her she moans and arches her back urging me in even farther. Since we're no longer at school and we don't have to be quiet I break the kiss and start kissing her neck. Clare cranes her neck back and lets out this purring moan and I grin.

She grabs my arms, her eyes go half-lidded and she makes an endless string of moans. I keep kissing her skin and thrusting at a steady pace while all of Clare's stress and frustration over Drew melts away as I bring her to orgasm. Moving a little I'm able to reach her breasts and I finally encase her nipple between my lips. Her skin has a subtlety sweet flavor and smells vaguely floral. I trace my tongue around her nipple and suck lightly. This action evokes a throaty moan from Clare, her back arches high and her hips start bucking wildly. Her moans become more desperate and her breathing becomes harder. Her body is aching for release I can feel it; I can feel how she tightens around me and then relaxes briefly. I begin thrusting a little faster and release the nipple I currently have in my mouth, then moving my head over take her left nipple in my lips and suck hard causing Clare to shriek with rapture. She starts moving faster, her nails digging into my arms a little. I'm aching for release myself and I start thrusting faster and faster until both our bodies go taut and then we both climax with loud cries and moans. I slow down as our orgasms dissipate and then pull out of her causing her to tremble and whimper.

"So Mistress," I speak up after a few seconds to breath, "what do you want to do tomorrow?"

Well I'd say we're off to a hot start how about you? The update next Monday will probably pick up from the next day and Clare's first fantasy.