A/N: Hello again everyone! I meant to post this earlier, but I got a little busy. So I figured I'd post it before I go to bed.

Before we get into the new chapter though, I'd like to thank everyone that read the last chapter. I'd also like to give a huge thank you to winterschild11, Side1ways, Guest, and RainbowDiamonds for reviewing!

Warning: Very... intimate Kames overload this chapter. :P

I hope you all enjoy!

Me: You busy tonight?

James: No.

Me: You wanna get together?

Me: Just to talk.

Me: No kissing.

Me: Unless you really want to. I'd be down for that.

James: Yeah, I think I'd like that.

Me: The kissing?

James: The getting together part.

James: No kissing.

Me: We'll see.

Me: I'll meet you around seven?

James: Meet me? Is this a…

Me: Date? No, not if you don't want it to be. I just think it might be nice to take a drive and visit somewhere.

James: Okay. I can do that.

James: Seven is good.

Me: See you then.

Me: Oh, and James?

James: Yeah?

Me: I love you.

James: If you say so

XxX

I rap my knuckles against a door that used to be partly mine, and the feeling is so strange. This was once my sanctuary, and now it feels so foreign.

"Coming." James calls out.

But he doesn't. I don't hear his footsteps or shuffling. There's nothing happening behind that door.

I gently push it open and slide inside.

He's sitting on the edge of the bed, head bent and stuffed between his hands.

"I don't know if I can do this."

I drop to my knees and sit in front of him, pulling his hands from his face. I place a finger under his chin and give him a nudge so we can make eye contact.

"What's going on? Talk to me."

"I'm scared."

"Scared? Why?"

"To be alone with you. I'm scared what happened the other night is going to happen again."

"And was that so bad?"

"It was...hard."

"Yeah. I saw."

"Not that, you pervert." He said in response, barking out a laugh in the process.

"I know, but it got you to laugh, right?"

"Yeah. You were always good at that, though."

I drop my hand to his thigh and give it a squeeze. "So, you ready to go?"

He stares down at me, and I can see in his eyes that he's still a little unsure.

"Hey, I'm not here to force you to do anything. If you're not ready, you're not ready. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

He nods, his eyes brimming with tears. "I know, and I really appreciate that."

"Do you want to just stay here? Because we can do that. Might make you feel safer."

"Where were you going to take me?"

I dart my eyes away. "The treehouse."

"No you weren't. That's private property now."

"We were going to trespass."

The land the old treehouse is on was sold after his parents' divorce, which means the last time we were up there was when we shared our first kiss.

And with the way he's looking at me, he's connected those dots.

"I… Let's go."

"Are you sure?"

He stands up, his cock now mere inches from my face.

I can't help it. I reach out for him. My hands land on his hips, and I hear him inhale a sharp breath.

He doesn't move, and I take that as an invitation.

Dragging my hands around the band of his jeans, I stop at the button and glance up at him, checking to make sure this is okay.

He's busy staring at the ceiling, his lip trapped between his teeth.

Oh, yeah. He's okay with it.

I snap open the button, the sound harsh in the otherwise quiet room. James' breathing quickens as I trail the zipper down its path, and mine is making quick work of catching up.

I grab his boxer briefs and make one quick tug, pulling them and his jeans down around his ankles.

Sitting back a bit, I take a moment to admire the man standing in front of me. It's been too long since I've had the chance to really look at him, too long since I've had the pleasure of having him in this state. Eyes closed, head thrown back, lungs begging for air, hard cock jutting out to greet me.

"Just fucking touch me already." He says gruffly.

"In good time." I promise.

I place a hand on each thigh and drag them upward, circling back around to grab at his ass. I get a good handful of each cheek, squeezing them until he lets out a sigh, all the while his dick bobbing between the two of us.

Leaving one hand on his ass, I drag my fingers across his thigh and then lightly down his shaft. He lets out a sharp hiss and I snicker at his reaction.

"Teasing isn't fair." He mutters.

"I'll show you teasing." I say as I trace my tongue along his length.

James lets out a string of curses, and I can't help but laugh.

"You're an ass."

"You love it." And me.

Just as I'm about to wrap my lips around the head of his dick, he rakes his hand through my hair, stopping me.

Glancing up at him, I raise a brow.

"Do a good job."

My own cock strains against my jeans at his words. He always was a mouthy son of a bitch in the bedroom.

I suck the head of his erect cock into my mouth and we both let out low moans. Feeling him between my lips, the weight of him on my tongue, his taste...it feels so fucking good. It feels right.

Wrapping my free hand around the base, I rock my tongue back and forth over the head of his cock, and it already has him rocking into me for more. It's been too long for the both of us and it's painfully obvious. With this boner in my pants, literally so.

Reaching down, I unsnap my jeans to relieve some of the pressure, continuing to work my mouth over James' hard cock, switching from mouth to hand and back, varying the pressure every few strokes.

He's already close. I can tell by the way his balls are drawing up tighter and tighter.

"I don't wanna come yet."

I pull my lips off his dick with a pop. "Then don't. Think about something else. Kittens, goats, whatever."

"G-goats?" He sputters.

"See? It's already working."

He grabs my head and pulls me back to him. "Just fucking suck."

"Yes, sir." I wink.

I do, and not even two minutes later, he's pulling me off and climaxing all over my second favorite shirt.

He falls back to the bed, gasping for air, his chest rising and falling in rapid succession. I wipe my mouth and glare at him, knowing he knows that I hate it when he does that.

"Really, James? Back to that?"

"What?" He sits lazily up on his elbows, that familiar satisfied grin of his lining his lips. "You wanted to swallow?"

"Uh, yeah. Plus, this is my second favorite shirt, you ass."

He grin only widens at my words, so I rip said shirt off and throw it his way before he can protest.

"Ugh! Gross!"

I let out a chuckle as he pushes himself off the bed and bends down to grab his underwear and pants, pulling them back up. He peers down at me, a pink color tinting his cheeks.

"Were you...uh… Did you need…?"

"To come?" I provide.

This has always been one of my favorite things about James. When we're in the heat of the moment, he's pushy, sexy as hell, and knows exactly what he wants. The moment we're finished, he's a bumbling idiot, and I love him dearly for it.

I wave him away. "No, I'm good."

"Are you sure? Because I can…"

"Suck my cock?" Another blush as I stand to meet his height. "I'm good, James, I swear. The promise of reciprocation wasn't what this was about."

"What was it about then?"

"Seriously? We haven't been together in months." I step closer to him, my mouth brushing against his skin. "I miss you. All of you." He shivers as my lips run over his. "Your laugh, your smile, your sense of humor. The way you say 'wahter' and the way you never pick your underwear up off the floor. Those bright hazel eyes, your head thrown back in ecstasy, the way you look after an orgasm. Every single thing."

"I…" He stops. "Fuck."

And then he's shuffling from the room, leaving me standing there, alone and confused.

Done! So, a short but important chapter.

I'd love to hear your thoughts on the chapter, as well as if you happened to have a favorite part/moment!

There are only two chapters left of this story! And since this chapter was so short, I will be posting the next chapter within the next couple of days. These last two chapters will be pretty short as well. I decided to keep it short and to the point instead of dragging it out, but I hope you all still enjoy!

Until next time!

-Epically Obsessed