Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious… for your own protection ;)
"Beck. Wait."
"Tori, I'm sorry. I have to go see Jade," I said, my adrenaline still pumping fast as ever. Her cry… I know that sound. I know what it must mean. "I'll be back to help you guys as soon as I can ok?" I tried to muster a smile, but it felt fragile and fake, and she could tell.
"Beck… Jade can wait," she said, lightly grabbing my arm. I could almost feel the look she gave me shaking my body, and giving me chills. As every day passed, I trust this girl less and less.
"No, I don't think she can."
"Beck… Why do you even love her? I mean she's so mean to you and you're so nice, it just doesn't make any sense!"
My blood felt cold. My senses were muted and fuzzy, making my mind do lazy turns on itself. I knew everyone thought it. It was the elephant in the room whenever me and Jade fought, the question on everyone's mind, but never, NEVER, on their lips. Tori was brave, and I was angry. The air was thick and dirty with tension.
"Tori," I said, trying to keep my voice level, but with difficultly; I was miles away form my own voice, I was cradling Jade already. "Please. Never. Ask that. Ever again."
She looked hurt. She was biting her lip and looking at the ground. Her fingers twisted into each other, and her eyes told of thoughts racing wildly.
"Beck… I… I just thought—"
"I know what you thought. And I'm telling you it's none of your business ok? Let me worry about Jade." I started toward my truck; I had already wasted precious time. My mind flickered to Jade who was drenched in salt. Salt that only I could make disappear.
"But… I'm worried about you. Beck, you… You deserve better."
Those three words made me stop dead in my tracks. I felt the anger down in my toes, in my fingers, making them fiery and filling me with blind heat. With everything I had, I tried to keep my composure.
"Tori. We will talk later," I said coldly, leaving her with nothing but ice and emptiness. Tori Vega would have to wait, because for once in her life, this couldn't be about her.
"Beck!" Jade cried, her face glistening with rapture. In her heads was a tiny black kitten, making meowing sounds and licking her hands. A giggle, yes he had heard right, a small giggle escaped her lips as she brought the kitten closer to her. She closed her eyes tranquilly, and she seemed more at peace than she must've been her entire life. Her eyelids rose open slowly, and stayed lazily half open.
"I can't believe you did this," she said, her voice little and light. She had no need for her strong, stage-like voice when she was with me. I was always close enough to hear her, even when she was just at a whisper. I pulled her into my arms, her hair getting tangled around my neck and face. I breathed in, my head swimming from the scent of Raspberry incense and peppermint. Musky, sweet, and cool, all at the same time; the smell was enough to drive me wild. I tilted her face gently to my own and she kissed me slowly and passionately. Her smile remained on her face and I could feel it on my own lips as I tasted her. I pulled from her, and wrapped her, still snuggling the cat, with my arms.
"So, what are you thinking of naming it" I said, as I traced circles on her hand, her creamy skin slippery and smooth. She was quiet for a moment, her eyes closed. She wore almost no makeup, just a little mascara, and the image was beautiful.
"Moonshine," she sighed, scratching the kitten under the chin, drawing a tiny mewing sound from it. The cat began to knead Jade's stomach and settled in for a nap. I looked at her and laughed.
"Moonshine? You DO know what that actually is right?" I said, amused at the idea of my girlfriend who rarely drank, naming her cat after the most disgusting and almost most potent alcohol out there.
"It's that nasty garbage water brewed by hillbillies in the backwoods," she said quietly, smirking slightly. I looked at her in amazement, and continued to laugh.
"But, why?"
She shrugged and closed her eyes again.
"I don't know. It was the first word that came to mind. Don't ask me why I was thinking about it though," she said, sticking her tongue out. I quickly licked her tongue with my own, then her nose. Her green-gray eyes shot right open.
"Beck!" she screamed. Her hands frantically flew to her face, wiping the saliva from her face. "You KNOW I hate that, you dickweed!" The cat jumped from her stomach and scampered to the other side of my RV. Jade then flipped herself over, straddling me, her face inches from mine. Her arms laced themselves over mine, entangling us together. She flicked her tongue at my nose, my cheek, my forehead; I began to laugh uncontrollably.
"Oh yeah? You freak, you like that?" she said, a fire lighting in her eyes. She breathed out and I could've sworn I felt the heat building between us dancing on my cheeks.
Slowly, she pulled the buttons of my charcoal gray shirt apart from each other, tracing her tongue in small circles on my neck, sucking gently on the skin. The hair on the back of my neck rose, responding to her deepening touch. Her tongue began to follow the increased opening of my shirt, trailing slowly down my chest to my stomach. I took in a sharp breath as my muscles tightened and I felt myself getting hard.
My shirt was soon off, lying somewhere in the room. Both her fingertips and her tongue drew small pictures all over my stomach, inching closer and closer to the top of my waistband. Her other hand rose to where the zipper sat, and brushed against my cock, making it twitch and grow even harder. Cold sweat was beginning to gather in the small of my back, and I could barely take it anymore. She broke open the button and zipper, and slid my shorts down. She looked at me quickly, flashing me her signature smirk, but her eyes and cheeks were flushed with lust.
"Jade..." I mumbled, as her hand toured the top of my black boxers. She smiled at her name. I was at my limit; her hands were setting my mind on fire. I threw her off, and straddled her in return. My hands, by their own instinct, pushed her top and bra up, revealing cream-colored breasts, with erect pink nipples. She didn't fight me; she just let her arms collapse above her head. Small sighs swam from her throat as she surrendered herself to me, mind, body and soul.
Author's Note: So this is my first fanfiction in years, and I already have three reviews! :3 I don't believe it, I'm flattered guys really that you read that first mediocre chapter and liked it! Well, to be honest, I had no intentions to start sexy times so early in the story but it just worked out like that. I'm rather proud of this one, and don't lie, every single one of you is going to be picturing BECK'S ABS the whole time you read this. Don't lie. Because I know.