Thank you, BlackNBlue39 and Guest for reviewing on the last chapter, you both get a virtual cookie! Now, since this chapter has an ending of a lemon. I will draw the line, where it starts, if the issue does come up, I will change the rating, or I will delete the chapter and post the lemon on my wattpad account. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

It has been a long while since that fateful day. The day Misako attempted to kill my brother and I. Four months to be exact.

As predicted, the pesticides that contaminated the nearby water supply affected Ninjago greatly. The disease known as Cholera affected roughly one million people in Ninjago. Not only that but, the pesticides in the water increased the number of cancer patients as well.

"Jayden, if you don't get over here, I won't be able to fix your hair and makeup." My mother called to me, making me lose my train of thought.

"Sorry, I was just thinking." I sit down in the chair in front of her and she runs her fingers through my hair.

"Are you nervous about tonight?" She smiles as she picks up a comb and runs it smoothly through my hair.

"Heh, why would I be nervous?" I wring my newly manicured fingers together. Who was I kidding, I was extremely nervous. It was the night of prom. A seniors most eventful moment before graduation.

A night filled with long lasting memories, and other things…

I still remember what Oliver had said to me yesterday when he dropped me off from school.

Stepping out of his truck I was about to walk inside but Oliver jumped out of truck and jogged to me before I could go inside.

"Oliver is there something wrong?" I grasp his hand, rubbing my thumb over his knuckles. He looked me in the eyes. This look on his face, I have never seen it before.

"Jayden, we've been dating for five years, which, for a high school relationship is a long time." He paused taking a deep breath before he continued."Tomorrow night is prom, and I want you to remember it for the rest of your life. Usually, after people have dated for as long as we have, they have….experimented."

At first I had no idea what he was rambling on about, but I soon got the hint when his face started to get a pinkish look. "What are you saying Oliver?" I want ot make sure I understand what he means.

"Jayden, tomorrow night, I want to try things we've never done before. I won't pressure you, I want you to think about this, and tell me after prom. We'll go to my house, and if you don't want to, I'll bring you home."

Giving me a quick kiss, he got into his truck and left.

"What's bothering you sweetheart? You've haven't say a thing in five minutes." My mother looked at my face in the mirror. "Is it about Oliver?"

'How does she do that?' I take a deep breath before answering her, "Mom, I know this will sound weird but, how old were you when you first did it?"

"Ahhh, Oh… I was 18 when your father and I had sex. Jayden, if Oliver is pressuring in into doing anything-"

I cut her off, "No! It's just, we've been dating for so long and…" I couldn't continue, it was so awkwards talking about this to my mom.

A smile crept onto her face, "It's alright Jayden I know what you mean, all I can say to you is, that whatever you do, I will always support you."

Finishing up my makeup and hair, my mom walked to the closet and pulled out a long seafoam green dress that has sequence on the breast. It was strapless and had a sweetheart neckline. Slipping it on, I twirled, letting the top thin layer of the dress flutter around me in a wave.

Putting on my heels and some bracelets I looked in the full-length mirror. My naturally straight brown hair was slightly curled, while my makeup looked natural. But nothing could calm my nerves, suddenly there was a knock on my bedroom door. After they were cleared, my father and brother stepped in with wide eyes.

"You look beautiful Jayden, your mother sure does know her way around a brush!" He laughed wrapping his arm around her. "They sure do grow up fast, don't they?" He murmured to her before kissing her cheek.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Oliver. I swallowed the lump in my throat and made my way downstairs. Taking one last deep breath I opened the door, welcoming the scent of Olivers cologne.

He wore and black suit and a tie to match my dress, his face was shaved and his hair still shaggy, but was combed and neatly pulled out of his face. "Come on, we don't want to be late." I grabbed his hand and walked out to the limo that his father had generously rented for the two of us.

The ride to the 5-star hotel where prom was being held seemed like a blur. Nothing was said between the two of us, he didn't bring up the conversation of yesterday nor did he make a move on me.

Once we arrived, the limo drove off leaving us at the front door, where underclassmen stood holding the door open. The beautiful purple and pink sunset was perfect for the moment. Walking in, I didn't know what to expect, was it going to be like Homecoming, or like a raging house party seniors had?

Entering the ballroom, I realize it was a mixture of both. Dancing and grinding was seen everywhere throughout the room, and random liquor and beer bottles were seen, despite the fact there were parent and teacher chaperones.

"Hey, I'm gonna go get us a drink, do you want anything?" Shaking my head, Oliver ventured off towards one of the many white coolers throughout the room. I stood there, for a couple of minutes waiting for Oliver to get back but after five minutes of waiting I started to get worried. Oliver was a jock, quarterback of the football team, and was known for getting in multiple fights throughout the school year.

Suddenly, a few other members of the football team surrounded me, my nose crinkles up in disgust. I could practically smell the alcohol on their breath. "Woah, Jayden you're looking smokin' hot." Scott McKenzie pointed at me with his drink in his hand, causing it to slosh around.

Before I could retort with a cocky comment, two arms wrapped around my waist, knowing it wasn't Oliver, I was about to turn around and use my earth powers on them. But somebody beat me to it.

The hormonal teenage boy was yanked away from me, "Keep your hands off of my girlfriend, Zack!" Oliver fumed, but before Oliver could yell at the others to leave us alone, Scott ran up to Oliver and threw a punch. Stumbling backwards, I got in between them before a big fight could break out.

Letting ice flow from my hand, I froze Scott's feet to the ground along with the two other boys that were standing around. "Hey, that's not fair!" One of them shouted.

Behind me, Oliver gripped my hand, and pulled me out of the ballroom. Dragging me to the elevator, once the door closed and we started going up, Oliver bent over with his hands on his knees. "Dammit that hurt." He muttered under his breath.

"Let me see." Standing up, I placed my and on his face, Scott's punch split Olivers lip and gave him a bruised cheek as well. While inspecting his face, I felt his large arms wrap around me. His lips gently caressed mine in a heated kiss.

His tongue ran over my bottom lip, wanting entrance to my mouth. Opening my mouth ever so slightly, I felt his tongue invading my mouth. We continued our heated make-out session until the elevator stopped.

Pulling apart, my eyes were half-lidded with lust. Intertwining our fingers, Oliver led me out of the elevator and down the hallway. Passing many doors the numbers grew higher and I wondered how long it would last.

Finally, after walking for a while we stopped at the end of the hallway. Pulling out the room key Oliver opened the door and entered the room, pulling me in with him. The walls were painted a lite gold, a large kitchen and living room were visible.

But on the other side of the room was a set of wood doors. Leading me towards the room, I felt a thump stick in my throat. I knew what was coming, but I couldn't help to feel nervous. Before Oliver opened the doors he turned to me, "Jayden," there was pause, his hand ran up my arms and rested themselves on my cheeks, sending shivers down my spine. Leaning his forehead against mine he took a deep breath and spoke, "I love you, and I don't want to pressure you into this. Tell me you're ready, please let me know. I don't want this to ruin what we have."

Tears filled my eyes, 'he really does love me...' I knew that two words would set him off, and there would be no stopping him. So, taking a deep breath, I brushed my lips against his, and I whispered, "I'm ready."

~All right my young ducklings, here's where I draw the line. LEMON WARNING! IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT! The last couple of lines are not graphic, so everybody who skipped can read them.~

Suddenly, the air in the room became thick, I bit my lip in anticipation. My breathing started to get heavier with each passing second. Oliver claimed my lips, my arms circled around his neck, while his hand went for the zipper on the back of my dress. My hands gripped the back of his suit in fear.

I didn't know how all this was going to turn out. What if he secretly was a sadist? So many questions were running through my head, that I didn't even notice that my dress was already on the floor.

Something warm and wet ran over my lips, out of instinct, my mouth opened, letting Oliver's tongue caress mine in a sensual kiss. His hands roam over my body, slowly but steadily, he reaches for my bra. It was strapless, and was too small for me. My breasts were pushed up and hanging out.

A blush spread across my cheeks, as Oliver's eyes feasted on my body. In that moment, my face became flushed. Our eyes met, and while we stared into each others eyes, his hands went behind my back and unhooked my bra. It fell carelessly to the ground, leaving my chest exposed. I put my arms up to cover myself, but Oliver stopped me.

"Please don't cover yourself, I want to see all of you." His voice was gentle and soothing, I never heard Oliver speak like this. It was so sensual.

Taking a weak swallow breath, I slowly uncovered myself. The cool air nipped at my skin, while my nipples became hard. Oliver massaged my breasts, causing me to moan.

"You're so beautiful Jayden. Your body makes me shiver in anticipation, and you voice is music to my ears, I can't wait to hear you moan my name."

My stomach clenched, in the good way. It felt as if a spring was starting to form, and if Oliver kept this up it was going to snap. His head dipped and he started to attack my neck with his lips. I let out a breathless moan when he bit down.

Pulling away, Oliver swiftly took off his tux, leaving him in his boxers, which were fortunately showing his growing erection. Suddenly, my mood changed, seeing Oliver like this, and the way I felt, my sexual urges kicked in.

It's embarrassing to say, but I have had fantasies about my first time. Slowing getting closer to him, I let the palm of my hand caress his erection. Letting out a strangled moan, Oliver pushed me down onto the bed. I bounced slightly, and the bed dip when Oliver joined.

Slowly letting his hands find my hips, he played with the top of my panties. His eyes bore into my, he was silently asking me if it was alright to proceed. With a small smile I lifted my head and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Pulling off my panties, I can see the sparkle in his eyes.

Slowly kissing my neck, he makes his way down my chest until he reached my right nipple. His hot breath hits it and makes me jump. He gives a slow lick to it, then putting the whole thing in his mouth he starts to suck.

Not wanting to leave my left breast alone, he grabs my other nipple between his thumb and pointer finger and rolls it slowly. Grunts and moans escape my mouth as he continues his assault on my breasts.

And then, he pulls away, going further down my body until he reaches my entrance. Giving kisses to my inner thighs he gives a tentative lick to my virgin slit. My body reacts, in a way I almost can't describe.

All my muscles clench, making me scream out in intense pleasure. Electricity courses through my body as he continues. His tongue entered me as his thumb makes slow precise circles around my clit.

"Nghhhh.." I grit my teeth, this feeling is so foreign, but I don't want it to stop. He removes his tongue from inside me, and moves his mouth to suck on my clit. His fingers enter me slowly, and I'm pushed into another wave of pleasure.

The coil that had appeared inside me was slowly getting tighter, and it wasn't until his teeth scraped my clit when, it snapped, and an orgasim ripped through my body.

"Oliver!" I moaned his name as loud as I could. I didn't care if anybody from our school heard us. My body shook as my orgasim slowly went away. My breaths were shallow, sweat beaded my forehead. Oliver licked up my juices, sending waves of pleasure back through my body.

Kissing his way back up my body, his lips locked with mine. Curiously, my hand slipped between us, and gently grasped his erect member. It felt weird, fleshy, and warm. My hand began to stroke him, he gasped, and pulled my hand away.

"What's wrong? Did-did I do something wrong?" I ask in a small voice. Oliver laughed, and cupped my face gently. Rubbing his face into my neck and kissing it. He pulled away and whispered on my lips,

"Of course not, it's just that I love you so much, and I want this night to be all about you. I'm ready if you are."

Leaning up, our lips touch, out tongues fight for dominance as he lines himself up with my entrance. Rubbing himself along my slit, I shiver in anticipation. Slowly, he pushed himself inside me.

I grip his arms in pain, I grunt in discomfort and pain. This feeling. It's so foreign, and a lot different from his fingers. His shaft is thick, and it stretches me in painful ways. Then the pushing stops, he all the way inside me. I'm not longer a virgin.

Tears slip from my eyes, the pain was no longer noticeable, but the emotional bond that Oliver and I created was more that anything I could ever understand.

Rocking our hips back and forth was nothing but unbelievable pleasure. No matter how many times I came, I wanted more. More of Oliver. More of our love. That night was full of love and passion.

And I would do it all over again.

But sadly, I didn't know the consequences of that night.