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"You have such neat handwriting," Jerome said, head in his hands, watching Mara while they did their homework. Mara looked up at him, he was sat opposite her in her room, they were listening to the radio in the back ground
"Thank you," Mara blushed, she peered at his paper "And you have nice hand writing too, for a boy that is," she smiled cheekily. Jerome grinned at her. She watched him for a moment "Jerome, which question are you on?"
"Uh…" Jerome looked down at his page "Two," he answered weekly. Mara rolled her eyes
"Jerome! You're better than this! What are you doing?"
"Oh come on!" Jerome fought back "You can't have done than many more than me!"
"Thirty Seven." Mara answered smartly. Jerome's eyes widened in shock for a fraction of a second, before he shook his head.
"Nice try," he complemented, "You're getting better at the whole lying thing."
"I'm not lying," Mara said honestly
"Oh really?" Jerome leaned forward, snatching the book out from under her arms before she could protest. And there on the pages, were thirty seven answered questions. "Blimey," he breathed "You really are a nerd! And I knew you were never that good at lying!"
Mara cocked her head at him, taking the book back "Jerome, you have to finish those, you know? You'll get another detention,"
"Fine," Jerome sighed, and he was just about to pick up his bed when 'What goes around comes around by Justin Timberlake came on' he met her eyes and they both shared a small smile. "Good song, isn't it?"
"Jerome, we've had this discussion before-"
"It was an argument really." Jerome cut in
"No, it was a discussion."
"So what is this then? An argument?"
"No, this is also a discussion." Mara stopped at how ridiculous she sounded "Okay, this is not a good song. I mean, I like Justin Timberlake, but the lyrics are about cheating, betrayal and sadness,"
Jerome flicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth to create a clicking sound "Good beat though," and song was just beginning, the intro coming to an end. He stood up, tucking in his chair, Mara twiddled the pen in her hand, watching him curiously "Dance with me?" he asked, holding out one hand for her. Mara found herself blushing immediately, her, dancing with Jerome?
They hadn't danced together ever, and he had only ever asked her to dance one other time. And that was at the dance, when she didn't look like herself. But now she did look like herself, and he wanted to dance with her because he liked her genuinely. Not because she was one of the hottest girls in the room.
Jerome realised after he had said the question that she might very well reject him. That it might bring up bad memories. But she nodded shyly and took his hand, standing up.
They pulled each other close together, so their body pressed up brushing gently. Jerome held her waist as they swayed. Mara wrapped her arms around his neck, and as she was looking up at him, she slid one hand down and undid the top button of his shirt. Jerome looked down at her in slight surprise but grinned down at her. He unzipped the back of her summer dress.
She didn't know exactly how it happened, but as the song drifted towards its chorus she was on her bed, as Jerome hovered above her, and thrust in. She was use to the feeling of him, but it never ceased to amaze her as she felt herself being totally filled. She scratched gently at his back, trying to feel more of him. And he thrust in at the same time as the beats of the song.
Mara started breathing heavily, moans filling the air loudly, almost drowning out the music. Jerome shoved in as hard as he could, and held his breath for a moment just to ensure she came first and then let out a loud groan when she squeezed around him.
"I love you, Jaffray,"
"You took," she breathed, eyes closed. The song drew to an end, but they stayed close to each other, hands running up and down their bodies.
God, they were in love.
I'll get work on the prompts tomorrow!
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