Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. But thanks for all the Subs and Reviews :D Here we have Jaybeck 2 after book 4 on the Disney Magic. This is more toward the "T" rating but nothing major (:

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"Where are you taking me!" I asked Maybeck, as he guided me through window-less hallways lined with locked, heavy looking doors that boldly read "Cast-Members Only".

Maybeck turned his head over his shoulder to catch my eyes briefly, and then quickly turned his head back around. "You'll see." He said. I could practically feel his smirk. His grip on my wrist tightened as he guided me through a quick left and down some more hallways. I look down at this big, dark hand wrapped around my small, pale wirst. I blushed, but hoped it could be mistake as my body trying to heat itself up, since its soooo cold below the ship's main decks.

I had just made it out of breakfast aboard the Disney Magic cruise ship, when Maybeck sailed by, grabbed me from the wrist, and lead me down long staircases, to the hallways that mazed behind the "Cast-Members Only" doors around the ship. My thoughts we're interrupted when we busted through a pair of stainless steel double doors.

" A Kitchen?" I asked, clearly confused about why Maybeck would steal me away (as romantic as that sounds…) to a kitchen below deck. I pulled my cardigan closer to my body, as I leaned against a stainless steel table, lined with flour, bowls, and other baking necessities.

"Yes, Lockhart. A kitchen." Maybeck said, strolling through the lines of ovens behind me. I turned my head over my shoulder, my long (newly dyed) light blonde hair swinging with the gesture.

I crossed my arms, and swung my right leg over my left as he 'swagger-ed' his way in front of me. "Why a kitchen, Maybeck?" I asked, annoyed that he stole me away from what would have been a perfect, fun filled day to play the "Guess Why I Kidnapped You" game with Maybeck.

"Becauseeeeeee," Maybeck drew out, almost in a whinning matter, as he trapped me between the table I was leaning on and his body. I could feel the blush sweep over my body, as I became aware of too many things.

Like the fact that Maybeck has some really niceeee biceps…

Or that the floral printed summer dress is a little too short on me…

Or the fact that-

I never got around to that last thought, because the next thing I know, Maybeck wound his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him, putting us chest to chest.

I felt like I was about to combust into flames…

"We never really finished what we started last winter…" he breathed against my lips.

Oooooooh… he's good.

I kinda felt like Jell-o… but I kept my posture. I re-crossed my arms to put space between us.

"I don't know what you mean…" I breathed out, cocking my head to the side and smirking slightly at the sight of his eyes popping open as to not receiving the kiss he was waiting for. He smiled a bit and pressed his tonnnnneddddd chest onto my crossed arms a little harder and slouched over my 5'3 figure.

"Surprised you don't remember, J," he said in a teasing tone. "You, me, Crazy Glaze, a few buckets of paint, and I oh, so vividly remember giving you some sort of reward or-or gift like a-"

"Like a kiss?" I finished for him, giving him a teasing grin. He smiled flirtatiously and I bit my lip, blushing. "I remember something like that…" I said mockingly. I couldn't really deny it. I wanted Maybeck to kiss me. Forget this whole hard-to-get crap.

With only a grin and chuckle, Maybeck assumed his earlier position with his hands around my waist and pressed his lips to mine softy. I tilted my head to right so we wouldn't bump noses. I kept my hands on the counter behind me for reasons unknown to me (probably because my stomach was doing so many flips, it was almost nauseating). My arms finally got to work and wrapped themselves around Maybeck's neck. His strong arms lifted me onto the cold counter, and he moved between my legs. As much as I did enjoy this, its not fun if Maybeck gets everything he wants.

I pulled my lips off his, hoped off the counter, smiled at his confused face and walked toward the kitchen's stainless steal doors with a grin on my face. I could almost see Maybeck's irritated face in the head. My grin turned into a smirk.

Just as I pushed the swinging doors, a pair of warm hands grabbed my waist and pulled me back into the kitchen.

"Not so fast." Is the last I heard from him and I pressed my lips against his.

I don't know why, but I always pictured these 2 as the more hormonal ones XP

They seem like a more physical relationship, don't they?

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