I am still breathing, and my heart is still beating. Quick update on the world of Keli T; if you yet haven't noticed my updates are now becoming more spaced out, this is because (indeed) I must go to school and I cannot spend my entire day writing (even though that would be pretty awesome!) Another update is I have now activated my FictionPress account and would like some ideas on stories to write. If you have any ideas, please PM me:) and if your idea is picked I will gladly announce it to everyone (who reads my stories) whose wonderful writing idea I will write (that is if you want me to mention you, if not just tell me not to put your name on it).

-IMPORTANT-: Also I have recently changed the rating to (M). If you do not wish to read a lemon, please skip this chapter. If you wish to read a lemon, please go ahead and read.

Now for shout outs: I understand that I promised a long list last chapter, however I just have one person. Silver-09, I must say, your reviews make me very excited indeed. I look forward to getting reviews from you, especially when they get really into detail (such as the one you left on Chapter 8). Thank you so much for leaving me awesome and very descriptive reviews.

Chapter 10: New Territory

"Anything for you, Retna. Be over in less than 20," and then he hung up. Retna grabbed her bag, wondering if she should bring Nightmare or not with her. Retna gave a quick whistle and gestured to the balcony. Nightmare immediately flew out to a perch on the balcony. Retna followed quickly, leaving a lamp on so if her parents came up they wouldn't worry too much.

She left a small note on her bed explaining that she will be home in a few days, and that she just needed some space. She didn't tell them where she was going, or anything else.

Looking over the hill, she could faintly see the hut where the dogs were. They were still in picture-form and part of her felt guilty for not turning them back. Before she could change her mind, Retna ran over to the hut. She left her bag by the pole, it was always there in every house, and she always used it to sneak out of the house. Once she made it to the hut, she realized that she would have to be quick because there is no doubt that her dad will hear his dogs barking and assume that she has immerged from her room. Catching her breath, she ripped off her sunglasses and swept her gaze across the hut. Multiple dogs instantly appeared and immediately started to howl. Giving one last glance to the last dog, she bolted out of the hut. Running at lighting speed, she made it to her bag in half the time it took her to get to the hut.

She quickly grabbed the bag and gestured for Nightmare to follow her around the house. As soon as she made it over to the front of the house, Deuce sped up on his motorcycle. He had a small carrying attachment; obviously he was expecting her to bring WAY more clothes.

Retna slung her bag into the attachment and hopped on behind Deuce. She hoped that her parents would be too busy to look out the front window and see her ride away with Deuce. Deuce revved the engine and shot off.

Breaking several speed limits, Deuce made it to his house in record time. As soon as he cut the engine of his motorcycle, a big ball of fur came barreling out of the house.

"Perseus!" Retna opened her arms in time for the two tail rat to jump into her arms. Deuce had the rat even in Greece, and Retna loved it almost as much as she loved Nightmare. "How have you been, my little monster?" Retna scratched underneath Perseus's chin; he gave off a weird growl. Retna remembered that his favorite scratch spot was right under his chin. The weird growl had probably been his "thank you".

"Down boy! I'll just grab your stuff. Dad is outta town for the next two days, so it is just me and my mom." Deuce was able to drag Perseus off of Retna and grab her stuff. He slung her bag over his shoulder and directed her inside. Deuce's parents were not as obsessed about consistency as her parents, but they still like to keep it old fashioned.

Their house was huge, for the lack of a better term. It had about the same square footage of her parent's house, except that there was more of a front yard than a backyard. The horses' stables were up front, along with the huge garden (which Mrs. Gorgon insisted on having), and not to forget the casket ball court (which Deuce play at constantly). The multi-car garage was off to the side of the house, connected by a simple hallway.

Deuce gave a quick look out of the corner of his eyes to make sure Retna was doing okay. Nightmare was flying around Perseus, obviously making a new friend. Retna gave out a loud gasp when she entered the Gorgon's palace. There were several items scattered throughout the main foyer from their home in Greece. A giant chandelier hung from the several-stories-high ceiling. The main staircase put even the one on the Titanic to shame. Polished marble floors squeaked under foot when Retna walked across the tile. Everything was just how she imagined it. If anyone else saw this palace, they would've thought that someone had gotten the address wrong, that Deuce Gorgon couldn't possibly live here! But knowing his past, Retna believed every part of it.

"Deuce Gorgon, I swear if you dare leave this house without my permission again…" Mrs. Gorgon came storming down the stairs; she stopped short when she saw Retna. "Oh, Deuce who's your friend?" Mrs. Gorgon hadn't seen Retna since she last lived in Greece, so Retna expected to get this reaction out of her. Deuce started to introduce Retna, but Mrs. Gorgon immediately remembered her. "Retna! Oh it is so good to see you again, my dear!" She half-ran down the stairs and engulfed Retna in a big hug.

"Mom careful, you're hurting her!" Deuce stepped in to help Retna pull away from his mother, who was indeed suffocating her.

"Oh dear, are you alright? I'm terribly sorry; it has just been so long. And oh my word, have you grown up like a sprout! Last time I saw you, you were just a little thing. Now you are all grown up!" Mrs. Gorgon gave Retna another, life threatening hug. Retna has always loved Mrs. Gorgon like a mother, mostly because she never got the same type of motherly affecting from her own mother. Once Mrs. Gorgon pulled away from Retna, she noticed Deuce was carrying Retna's bag. "What's with the bag dear?"

"Mom, is it alright that Retna stays here for a while? She was having some family troubles and I offered to let her stay with us for a while." Deuce was always smooth with words, almost everyone on their island believed his lies. This was just another one of his get-by-with-what-you've-got lies.

"Of coarse, dear! You are always welcome in our home. Now if you'll excuse me, there was some trouble with the gardeners that I have to go check on. It is so good to see you again, my dear." She gave Retna another hug, this one less life-threatening. "We will have to do some serious catching up." She gave Retna a quick kiss on the cheek before hurrying out of the front door.

Deuce then started to lead Retna up the stairs, giving her a quick rundown of the layout of the house. Apparently most rooms were in the same place that his house in Greece had them located, only a few minor adjustments. His room, in which Retna assumed was his room, was located at the end of the right wing. Once he opened the door, Retna realized she was getting a private look at Deuce's personal life. His room always reflected who he was as a person, even when he was little. His room was the one place that his parents believed should be all his.

"And here is my room; sorry it is a little messy." Deuce gently set Retna's bag down on the floor and then started to pick up his room. Clothes were carelessly laid on the floor, his desk was littered with paper and pencils, a doggy bed was in the corner (apparently it was Perseus's bed), two textbooks were open on an unmade bed, and his window was open letting in the cool spring air. Other objects were scattered around his room, and they his room didn't seem messy it just seemed like Deuce. Deuce's room always seemed to reflect on his personality, and this room showed that he isn't obsessed with outer appearance; it's what is on the inside that counts. Sure things may be messy, but they still seemed to be in place. Everything just fit, when it came to Deuce's room.

"Leave it, please." Retna said when Deuce started to pick up. "I like your room, it isn't so orderly, its you." She gave him a soft smile and reached up and took the t-shirt from his hand. She carefully laid it down where Deuce picked it up. When she stood back up, her eyes trailed Deuce's body. When she reached eye level, she took off Deuce's sunglasses and stared into his vibrant green eyes. She slowly started to stroke Deuce's snake line, loving the feel of his scales. They were cool and smooth, like glass.

Deuce closed his eyes and let out a soft moan, Retna gave a small smirk realizing the power she had over Deuce. Suddenly Deuce's lips were on hers. They moved with such force, they both kissed each other like ravenous beast that hungered only for the other's lips. Their tongues fought for dominance, and they danced with an unheard rhythm. Deuce caught Retna's bottom lip between his teeth, and sucked on it lightly. Retna responded by letting out a throaty moan. That moan traveled strait down Deuce's abdomen and little Deuce seemed ready to come out and play.

Deuce wanted to hear more noises like that moan from her, so his hands soon found themselves tangled in Retna's hair and lower back. Retna's fingers came up and slowly started to stroke the side of Deuce's face earning yet another throaty groan from him. Deuce didn't like that she had turned the tables on him; he wanted to be the one to make her make sounds, not the other way around. So he stepped it up. The hand that was earlier tangled in her hair, moved to the front of her. His hand snaked (no pun intended) up her shirt and his thumb lightly stroked her breast. Retna broke free of the kiss and groaned loudly, Deuce then continued to kiss down her jaw and neck. His other hand continued to hold her against him, while the one that was busy with her breast continued to pull moans and groans out of her. Realizing that her shirt was in the way, he moved his hands down to the hem and slowly tugged it upward. Retna's hand shot down and helped him out. Soon she was standing their in just her bra and pants. Realizing that he still had his shirt on, Retna pulled Deuce's shirt off and threw it carelessly behind her. Deuce shivered when Retna's hands lightly caressed his abs, arms, and back.

Capturing her legs in his hands, Deuce hoisted Retna up and allowed her to wrap her legs around his waist. Retna could then feel the bulged in Deuce's pants. Already? Retna thought as she felt the pooling wetness form near her crotch. She hasn't been kissed like this by her earlier boyfriends, and they never were able to turn her on so quickly. Retna used her right hand to steady herself against Deuce, as her left hand skimmed the edge of his pants. Her middle finger slightly dipped beneath the waist band, and slowly stroked the skin that was accessible to her there. Deuce let out a loud moan. He grumbled some words, and Retna used this opportunity to unbutton his pants and slide them down his legs. As soon as the pants were around his ankles, Deuce stepped out of them and pulled Retna onto the bed with him. Retna let out a small squeak of surprise before her mouth found Deuce's again.

During their heated kiss, Deuce's hands had moved down to Retna's jeans and pulled them off slowly. Deuce broke the kiss and stared at Retna's gorgeous legs. They were long and creamy, they looked so delectable. Deuce bent down and slowly nibbled away at Retna's legs, Retna in return let out a shaky breath. Retna's breath hitched when Deuce got close to the source of Retna's arousal. Her hands found his hair as he slowly kissed his way up Retna's body. His tongue peeked out and gave a quick hello to her navel before painting a line leading up to her chest.

Retna wasn't lacking in the boob department, and in this moment Deuce was very glad. His fingers expertly undid Retna's black bra, tossing it somewhere behind him. He gave himself a few stolen moments to enjoy Retna's beauty.

"Is something wrong?" Retna asked, her voice laced with worry. Her other boyfriends usually didn't stare at her like this. They usually wanted the job done, an in-out-done relationship. "I'm sorry" Retna hurried to wrap her arms around her torso.

"Don't," Deuce stopped her by pinning her arms above her head. Retna felt very exposed, but she wasn't worried. "You're beautiful Retna, absolutely wonderful." Deuce then gave a long kiss, his lips lingering on Retna's before traveling down and capturing one of her dusty-rose colored nipples in his mouth. Retna's back arched and a load moan escaped between her open lips. Deuce then continued to suck, nibble, and lick all around Retna's breast. He soon moved onto her other one, his hand taking place where his mouth had just been. Retna felt a warm coil start to form lower in her stomach. Deuce recognized her labored breathing, and stopped his nibbling. Little Deuce was starting to get very anxious, and Deuce knew if he didn't stop now he wouldn't be able to stop till the deed was done. "Retna?"

"What?" Her voice was barely a whisper.

"I don't know if I will be able to stop."

"Then don't." Her response shocked him. Did that mean she wanted him to continue?

"Are you sure, Retna? I don't want you to feel pressured." Deuce asked, he wanted to make sure she was truly prepared for this.

"I don't feel pressured, I want you to continue." Deuce decided then that enough words had been said and decided to kiss her. His lips moved quickly over hers, lighting a fire that Retna knew could only be quenched by him. Retna hardly noticed Deuce reaching over and grabbing something out of his bedside table. She guessed it would be a condom; they didn't want Retna pregnant on their first time together. Retna tugged at Deuce's boxers, which came off in an instant.

Little Deuce was ready. Retna glanced down and immediately wished she hadn't. He was big, bigger than her past boyfriends for sure. She started to worry whether or not he would fit or not. Deuce seeing her distress kissed her lightly on the lips before pulling down her underwear. Retna began to lie down and then she opened her legs wide, allowing Deuce to get settled between her legs. Deuce gave her one last look before positioning himself at her entrance. He knew this wasn't her first time, not because she told him, just by how she kissed. He knew she had experience when she kissed him with such ferocity.

Retna's legs wrapped around Deuce's waist, and pulled him towards her. Deuce took this opportunity to sink into her wet heat. God, she is so tight, and warm, and wet. Oh god, help me! Deuce had to clench his teeth together to avoid letting out a loud moan. Retna was starting to get impatient so she started to rock her hips. Deuce then pulled out until his tip was almost free, and then he slammed back into her. Retna let out a load moan, a very load moan. Deuce continued to thrust in and out of her; he muffled her moans with his lips. Soon Retna started to feel the coil increase. Its heat spread out from her lower stomach to her legs. Deuce sensing his own climax rising faster, his hand reached down to rub circles around Retna's bundle of nerves. That had a huge effect on her almost immediately. Her back started to rise of the mattress and her toes were being to curl. His fingers tightened around her almost painfully, but they only made her get closer quicker. Retna leaned forward and bit into Deuce's shoulder, causing a red mark to form on his shoulder. Her tongue then snaked out to ease the reddening skin. Deuce's thrust started to speed up, announcing that his edge was coming soon as well. Retna then started to see white spots on her vision and her toes were curled so much that they were ready to crack. Her walls clamped almost painfully down onto Deuce's cock, and that only made him thrust harder and faster.

"DEUCE!" Retna screamed as she went hurtling off the edge. And no more than seconds later, Deuce finished too emptying his hot seeds into the condom. With a shaky hand, Deuce removed the condom and threw it into a near by garbage pail.

Both teenagers were breathing heavily. Retna was suddenly very exhausted and wanted nothing more to sleep. The sweat on Deuce's body only seemed to amplify his natural cologne, which started to turn on Retna again. Deuce didn't want to get up, but a quick glance at his clock had him shooting out of bed.

"What's wrong?" Retna asked, clutching the bed sheet to her naked torso.

"School starts in 10 minutes. I'm gonna go take a shower; there is a bathroom down the hall if you want to take one too." Deuce grabbed his t-shirt and jeans and started towards his personal bathroom.

"Why don't I join you?" Retna's eyes wiggled in a suggestive way.

"Retna, we should probably try to make it to school a little on time. Plus, if we start again, I might just have to persuade you to stay here for the rest of the day with me." Deuce gave her a big smile before disappearing into the bathroom.

Retna then grabbed her clothes and quietly made her way towards the bathroom down the hall. She noticed the unfamiliar ache between her legs as she walked. I probably shouldn't have gone so hard on the first go. I probably won't be able to run for a few days. She turned the water on hot and jumped in. Within record time, she was able to wash up, get dressed, brush her hair and find her way back to Deuce's room. Deuce was already packing his bag when she entered his room.

"You ready to go?" He asked her.

"Yup, are we taking your 'cycle?"

"Got a better idea?" He asked back, his voice lifting at his joke.

"Nope, just try to keep the jostling down to a minimum. It's been a while since the last time I did that, I'm a little sore."

"Did Deucy go too hard on you?" Deuce joked.

"NO! I just, I haven't used some of those muscles in a while and they are sore from the work out." Retna grabbed her backpack and headed towards Deuce's door.

"What ever you say, Retna," Deuce smirked.

They made it to school in record time, hitting more bumps than Deuce was trying to miss. Retna at one point gave him another love bite, somewhere on his back, for jostling the bike. If any of the boys watched him take his shirt off at casket ball practice, they would defiantly ask where he got the trophies from. Retna was curious where Deuce learned all his moves from. He was experienced, Retna could tell from their morning adventure, but she couldn't figure out where he got the experience. Her guess was Cleo. Deuce and Cleo had been dating for two years, so it was natural that they would do that. But it still left a bad taste in Retna's mouth.

Well did you enjoy it? Hate it? Loved it? Please let me know. I understand if some of you don't like lemons, I will try to leave a notification at the beginning of each chapter whether or not there will be a lemon or not.

Also I am very excited how this chapter turned out; hopefully things will turn out even better for Deuce and Retna.

I will say it one last time, I have activated my FictionPress account, so if you have any ideas on what I should write about- please PM me! I love all of you and thank you so much for reading.

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