Disclaimer: All characters belong to Disney… I own nothing but my ideas…
A/N: LOL you guys, I was totally joking when I said Shane's hand was on her vag… Alex was over-reacting. Pssh like I would let him get that far. In reality he only got to mid-thigh. Lol I love reading all the people who hate Shane, it's really funny. *whispers* don't worry I hate him too. And people are confused about Mitchie, that's the point ;) I'll give you some of Mitchie's POV just to placate you.(Half-assed again)
Ad3n: Dang… 5 years? Props to you… props to you... and yeah, he wasn't feeling her up that much, Alex just likes to overreact lol. And…Mitchie's just dumb. Jk. You'll see :)
Yoha2405: Nah, I'm not a Jonas fan, and this chapter should put you on the right track. Thanks for liking my story so much lol :D
Full360-2b-me- You'll find out soon… yeah Mitchie's a little… slow… Btw love your username :)
Azrael-Heywood- Thank you for the compliment and you'll see soon… maybe…
Tatimac- Thanks, I love jealous Alex too. And yeah, Shane's a bitch.
Mitchie POV
I scuffed the worn rubber of my black converse on the gravel, blowing my bangs from my face. I looked around past the tall stands of evergreen trees and into the sky. The sun was starting to set and pretty layers of orange, pink, and purple encompassed me. It's a shame to waste such a beautiful evening, I thought. I had been waiting here, on this bench, for twenty minutes. Where is Shane? And damn, these benches are hard… I bet my butt's numb, I thought while wiggling around on the bench. Yep. It's numb.
The familiar sound of Paramore filled my ears and I retrieved my phone from my pocket, pressing the green button. "Talk." I demanded in a stern voice. "Listen baby, I-"
I cut him off, "Don't you baby me." I snapped, angry at him for making me sit out in the cold weather on this unflattering bench, making my butt numb in the process. "You could've called earlier," I started. "I've been waiting on a bench for twenty minutes, and now my butt is numb. And damn, why do they make benches so hard nowadays? It's not like some big strong guys gonna be all like, ha ha, I'm so strong I'm gonna remove this bench from the ground and throw it at you." I rambled.
"Mitchie," Shane intervened, a hint of a smile in his words. He thought it was cute when I rambled. I thought it was weird. "I just got off the phone with my manager… I was halfway down the street when he called and told me to come to the studio. I'm sorry; I know I should have called earlier… I'm wrong, your right." He said it as if he'd rehearsed it. "You took the words right out of my mouth." I chuckled. "Why don't you just, I don't know, have a girl's night… you know, watch crappy movies and eat tubs of ice-cream and paint each other's nails." He suggested in a fake girl voice.
I laughed at his impersonation, "Will do. Good luck with your loooove songs." I teased him in a deep voice. "Its all for you baby." He replied, and I could tell on the other side he was smirking. "Yeah okay, bye lover-boy." I rolled my eyes. "Bye-" I hung up before he could say: I love you.
I dialed the familiar number into my phone and removed myself off of the hard bench. I paced back and forth as the phone rang.
Ring ring
Ring ring
Ring ring
Ring ring
"Hmm…Yeah?" Alex mumbled into the phone. "Alex!" I cheered, throwing my hands into the air and then looking around embarrassed. "Ahem…can you come and pick me up?" I asked, pressing the receiver closer to my face. "What? Aren't you with Shane?" She asked hoarsely. "The bitch canceled on me." I mumbled, crushing an orange oak leaf with my heel. "Uh oh, trouble in paradise?" She wondered. Psshhh, Paradise? More like a four star hotel… maybe with a private beach. "I'll tell you later… can you just pick me up?" I asked, wanting to drop the subject. "Yeah, be there in five." She hung up.
I plopped back down onto the bench and stared at the ground until I heard a car approaching. My head came up and I was blinded by headlights and my ears filled with the loud screeching of metal. I looked on, my eyes wide as Alex stopped on the grass, inches from the bench. Alex rolled down the window and her head appeared. She was giving me a goofy smile. "You comin' or not?" I shook my head and smiled to myself as I ran to the passenger side. Same old Alex.
Alex POV
I happily accepted when Mitchie asked me to pick her up. It's not like I had anything better to do.
Well… I could've masturbated…
When she called it sounded like her and Shane were on the rocks… good for me… just call me miss rebound. I'll be on that shit like Shaq.
When I made my charming entrance, Mitchie looked like a deer caught in headlights… minus the deer part. I giggled at her reaction as she got into the car. She is too cute for her own good.
"Where to, Miss?" I faked a deep voice, adjusting the mirror. "Our quarters, captain." She saluted me, reaching for her seat-belt. "Yeah… your gonna need to ditch the seat-belt." I instructed, pretending to comb my moustache while looking in the mirror. "No thanks." She declined, sticking out her tongue childishly. "My taxi, my rules." I pointed to myself and smirked as she pouted at me. "Whyyyy?" She whined, looking at me from underneath her lashes. If looks could kill, I thought, and shivered. I cleared my throat before speaking, not trusting my voice. "Seat-belts are for squares." She glared at me.
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good."
"Ugh!" She huffed, frustrated. I smirked, she's so hot when she's mad.
~.*.~
"So whatcha wanna do?" I asked, dropping my keys on the counter and plopping down on the leather couch.
"Well…" She smirked mischievously, stepping closer. "We could watch… this…" She said, pulling a DVD out from behind her back. I snatched the box from her hands, scanning it. "Saw 3D?" I asked incredulously. "Are you sure?" I asked, scanning her face. "Well…" She muttered, backtracking. "If it gets too scary…" She lowered her head, biting her lip and wringing her hands. "I'll protect you." I finished, flashing her a smile. "Right." She smiled sweetly.
"Go change Mitch," I instructed, patting her on the bottom. She yelped and then glared at me. I winked at her before returning to the task at hand. I put the DVD into the blu-ray player and fast forwarded until the menu screen came. Oooh, scary. I walked into the kitchen and put a bag of popcorn in the microwave, then got out two bowls.
I leaped up the stairs and into my room. Looking into my closet, I pulled out short-shorts and an old white t-shirt. I put them on quickly and rushed downstairs into the kitchen. I skidded on my feet around the corner, sliding into the counter and stubbing my toe. "Ow, ow, ow!" I yelled, cupping my feet. I hobbled over to the microwave on one foot and took out the popcorn. I pried open the steaming creases filled with buttery goodness and poured equal amounts into each bowl. Ok, I might have put a little more in mine.
Putting the bowls on the coffee table in front of the couch, I notice Mitchie's absence. How long does it take to get changed? Unless… Alex! She is not masturbating! Get your mind out of the gutter. Sorry conscience- Wait, why am I apologizing? You're the one who told me how good it would be to fuck her! Shhhh… here she comes now. I looked up and saw Mitchie coming down the stairs wearing much too little for my self- control. She was wearing a tight black tank-top and boy-shorts. Oh shit.
I turned around, trying to get myself together and switched off the lights. I walked over to the couch and sat down, pulling a blanket over me and preparing myself for the hardest night of my life. "Oh shit, I can't see…" Mitchie whispered, reaching her hands into the darkness. I giggled, watching as she failed to find the couch. "Alex, this isn't funny. Tell me where you are… make a noise… something!" She glared at the fuzzy black dots suspended in the air. I tried to cover up my snickering with my hand, but she heard me. "Aha!" She exclaimed triumphantly, surprising me when she walked into the arm of the couch and fell on top of me.
"I found you." Her sweet breath flew across my face, making me dizzy. She giggled at my flustered state and kissed me on the cheek before claiming her rightful spot on the couch. I dragged my fingertips up to the kiss that burned its way into my skin, tracing the contours of the lips that I daydreamed about so often. She reached over me, her hand on my thigh supporting herself. I shivered as her pinky finger grazed the edge of my shorts. "W-What are you doing?" I stuttered, admiring the way her muscles flexed underneath her skimpy tank-top as she moved. "Just getting the remote." She answered confusedly. As she retrieved the remote her hand grazed my side, making me jump. "You ok?" She whispered, placing her hand on my shoulder out of concern. "You seem kind of… nervous…" She said the last part kind of… seductively as she slid her hand down my arm and back into her lap.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine." I lied, indulging myself in popcorn and trying to think about something other than how sexy Mitchie looked. She observed me out of the corner of her eyes as I stuffed my face full of popcorn. I gulped it down, tasting the salt on my tongue as it slid down my throat. "Popcorn?" I offered. "No thanks," She declined, tilting her head to the side and looking at me curiously. She turned her attention back to the T.V. and pressed play on the remote.
We didn't even get halfway into the movie before Mitchie was clinging to me like a dog in heat. We now shared the blanket, and her face was pressed into my neck. She was still watching the movie out of the corner of her eyes, I could tell. I asked her if she wanted to turn the movie off, but she whined and said she wanted to see what happened. She keeps jumping against me whenever a scary part comes on and it's so hard to resist having my way with her.
"Is it over? Is the scary part over?" She whispered into my neck. I smiled at her cuteness. "Yeah, it's over." I replied and she cautiously focused her eyes back on the screen while nuzzling her face deeper into my heated skin. Another scary part came on and she jumped and whimpered, grasping onto my t-shirt, and readjusting herself. I felt something warm on my upper-thigh and gasped inaudibly. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, I thought as her center made itself welcome on my thigh. She is fucking straddling my thigh. Holy fucking shit .I reached my hand up from under the blanket and combed my fingers through Mitchie's hair out of impulse. She let out a tiny moan and resituated herself, rubbing her heated center on my thigh in the process. I bit my lip hard to keep myself from moaning.
Oh shit here comes another one… She gasped and pulled me closer again, basically humping my thigh. I think she felt it too, because she let out a tiny whimper that I wouldn't have been able to hear if she wasn't so close.
The movie ended, finally. "Remind me to never let you watch any scary movie ever again." I stated. "But Allllllex," She whined. "You protected me." I gave her a goofy smile. "Ok fine, you know I can't resist you in anything." She giggled, kissing my neck. "I'm tired," She pouted. "Well then-"I started to get up but she held me down. "No, I want to sleep here, you're comfortable." She grinned. "Oh, so now I'm just a substitute for a pillow, eh?" I teased.
"No Alex… you're much, much more than that." She whispered seriously, her eyes burning into my soul. I stared into the entrancing pools of chocolate, but broke the spell before I could do anything stupid. "Yeah, yeah , go to sleep." I replied, breaking the tension. She resumed her position, her chest pressing against mine and her nose making its way onto my neck. Her center was still planted firmly on my thigh, making me go crazy."Mmmm… you smell good…" She mumbled sleepily and I giggled. "Goodnight Mitch," I whispered, kissing the top of her head. "Goodnight Alex, love you." She whispered back, kissing my neck. "Love you too…" I whispered before letting sleep take me.
~.*.~
I stared at the black fuzzy dots making up the space around me and wondered why the hell I woke up in the middle of the night. "Mmmmm…" I heard Mitchie moan into my neck. Oh my god. She's having a sex dream. What the fuck do I do? Shit, shit, just stay calm… stay calm.
Her hands gripped tightly onto my cotton shirt and she started moving up and down on my thigh. Holy fuck. Her heat was spreading rapidly, sending tingling sensations to my core. I heard her whimper and I growled lightly, knowing I caused it. A little pink tongue darted out and licked the length of my neck and I let out a moan at the sensation. She started scraping her teeth lightly against my earlobe, driving me insane as she rocked against me. She was making all these little noises as she ground her center all over. Shouldn't I feel dirty? Hell no.
I bit my lip as I watched her pleasure herself using me. Fuck this shit, I'm fucking joining in. I reached behind her and gripped her ass, pushing her down harder onto my bare thigh. "Fuck." She whispered harshly. I watched her face contort in pleasure as she bounced up and down. I leaned into her and whispered lowly into her ear. "You like that? You like riding me with your tight little pussy?" I growled, gripping her ass tighter. "Ungh, harder!" She moaned loudly. "You like it rough? You like it when I fuck you hard, you little slut?" I lifted her up and shoved her roughly down on my thigh, bringing her to her climax. "Fuck! Alex!" She yelled, biting my neck hard, drawing blood. She collapsed into me, breathing heavily. "Fuck." I whispered to myself, panting. Well, tomorrow morning is going to be awkward.
A/N: WHOA THERE… DIDN'T EXPECT THAT, DID YOU? And yes, Alex is a dirty talker… very much so. So yeah… took my Art and Bio exams today… pssh... I Aced em'. –Brushes dirt off shoulders- So, Review please :D
