WARNING! This chapter contains material edging towards mature. Enjoy~
JACKIE'S POV
I'm a rock ... I'm a rock ... a sad, little rock at the bottom of the ocean floor.
I can't believe Blood would do that to me! He takes me into a room filled with fish eating monsters and then goes and calls me a freaking guppy! I'm not a stupid guppy, he's a stupid guppy! I stiffen as the door deftly slides open, listening to a faint sigh escape the openers lips.
"Jackie." I jump as I hear Jericho's voice, immediately sitting up and turning to face him. His face looks very worn and drawn, looking almost like he's been through hell itself. Is he alright? He smoothly walks in with two mugs of coffee, setting them on the nightstand. His long fingers engulf my shoulders as he gently pushes me back.
"Lay back down, Jackie. I'm sure it still hurts." He coaxes, lightly kissing my forehead. I shiver at the butterfly touch, doing as he says while he sits down. His sad eyes shower me with sympathy as his fingers gently sweep the hair out of my face. "How are you feeling?"
"Sad." I simply whine, still clinging to the large pillow. His jaw visibly tenses as his hand draws a gentle line down my temple and to my jaw. My eyes close as I lose myself in the sweet comfort of his touch. That feels ... nice. It's gentle and very, very warm.
"Are you bleeding?" He asks, softly rubbing my shoulder in his palm. I shiver and touch my head to his knee, enjoying the comforting touch.
" ... Yeah." I mutter, trying to hide my embarrassment. I can't believe he actually had the balls to bite me after turning me into a fish and taking me into a painting room where all they eat is fish!
"It's alright. It will heal." He soothingly assures, very softly kissing my shoulder. His forehead rests on my arm as he gently rubs my back.
"T-That's not even the worst of it." I whine, hugging the pillow tighter. His eyes painfully narrow as he rubs a little harder.
"What was the worst, Jackie?" He asks, passion burning behind every word. I know it's embarrassing to be scared of fish but I think I have a pretty good freaking excuse for my fear!
"He had the balls to call me a guppy!" I growl, shooting up from my seat. Jericho leans back, not at all expecting the pet name. "A guppy! That was a fish joke! It was a f-fish joke!"
"A guppy?" He repeats, almost puzzled at that's where my rage was directed.
"Yes! And he knows exactly how much that pissed me off! He turned me into a fish, Jericho, a fish! I didn't even turn into a guppy and then he drags me into that room with the ocean in it. The orcas and sharks were trying to eat the fish, Jericho it was terrifying!" I rant, starting to edge towards anger in the safety of my room. That jerk! And he even threatened to push me into the water with them. He's such a prick!
"Did he touch you, Jackie?" He asks as understanding starts to touch deep in his eyes. My eyes widen as my cheeks touch with pink.
"Touch me?"
"Yes. Did he touch you here?" He asks, pressing his hand right over my pelvis.
"W-What? No!" I cry, finally understanding what he meant. "N-No, he didn't touch me there." He touched me in other places but I'm thinking I'm taking that to my freaking grave. Jericho lets out a shaky, rasping laugh as he pulls me into a hug, setting his head on my shoulder.
"That's good. I was afraid he had gotten something else from you." He sighs. His breath hitches for a moment before he pulls back, touching his fingers to the side of his head. My cheeks flush with embarrassment as I clasp the bleeding area. It must have reopened through the weak scabs there.
"Sorry." I apologize.
"Show me." He orders, easily brushing my hand aside as he pulls back my hair. I hesitate before tilting my head, letting him see the extent of the damage. He remains completely silent before softly touching his thumb to it. I flinch away from the tender touch feeling the raw aching of the flesh. Ow.
"Is it bad?" I anxiously ask as he remains completely silent.
"Where else did he touch you?" He asks in a monotone voice. I try to look at his face but his fingers keep my chin tilted the other way.
"Not much." I lie, trying to look away as he turns my head back towards his blazing blue eyes.
"Liar." He breathes, his lightning blue eyes filled with fury and deep emotions. I shyly away, quickly glancing in another direction.
"T-Thighs. Jaws, neck and," I hesitate, unwilling to say it, "m-mouth. But that's not what scared me the most. It was a freaking great white shark circling us! I thought it was going to make a lunge at me and eat me!" I tremble at the thought, nervously rubbing my arms. So scary! As a fish or as a human it's a terrifying thought!
"But he still touched you." He growls in an almost icy rage, "I don't like that. I don't like that at all and it's bothering me more than it should." He huffs, gently pushing my shoulders against the bed. I stare at his unsettled eyes spying the confusion mingling with overpowering fury.
"Y-Yeah? B-B-But he called me a-a guppy." I squeak. It's not the touching that got me freaked out it was all the fish being eaten and being called a defenseless guppy that got to me!
I shakily inhale as his mouth touches very gently against the raw love bite. I flinch and he very softly kneads the mark with his lips, somehow expertly using his tongue to soothe the aching. A-Ah~ that feels g-good. I let out a soft sigh and relax despite the tension, closing my eyes as my heart flutters. That feels comforting. And warm. And strangely pleasant. A hum builds up in the back of my throat as his lips travel up, leaving the mark pleasantly pulsing. H-H-How did he do that?
"J-Jericho, how did you do - oh!" I jump slightly as his fingers slide between my skin and the skirt. W-Whoa, oh gosh hold your horses there!
"Lots of experience." He breathes, very lightly tracing his tongue across my jaw line and up to my chin. I stare wide eyed at the clearly skilled man as his cheek twitches into a smile. His thumb gently sweeps over my cheek, almost as if begging my teeth to relax.
"Unclench your teeth for me, sweetheart." He purrs so tenderly my lips make a small pop while opening. His sweet smile draws closer until his lips connect with mine. His forearm rests above my head as he carefully navigates his weight, careful to not hurt me. A strangely warm presence adeptly slides into my mouth and almost immediately slides beneath my tongue. I suck in a quick breath, eyes popping open as my tongue hits the roof of my mouth from the forceful warmth. O-Oh my gosh how did he do that?! One of hands cups my neck as he pulls back ever so slight, letting my muscle recoup before he tilts his head, vigorously sweeping his bumpy warrior across the surface. F-Frenching! Wake up Jackie he's frenching you right now!
And I kind of like it.
I hum disapprovingly in the back of my throat as my entire body stiffens. W-Wait a minute, this is too much.
"S-Stop, Jericho stop!"
"I'm sorry. Too much?" He sweetly exhales as my body tingles excitedly. No, no get a hold of yourself nitwit! This man is thirty and I'm barely nineteen. That's an eleven year difference! I open my mouth to scold him but his sincere, crystal blue eyes shut me up quick. I-I can't say it. He's so sweet, and my gosh that was something I've never done before!
"S-Sorry," wait, why am I apologizing? He's the one that stuck his tongue down my throat! ... and I liked it ... oh gosh there's something wrong with me!
"I-I-I never di-did something like t-th-t-that." I nervously stutter, looking away with a deep blush. My gosh ... and I consider that my first kiss! No, wait he's kissed me before too. So, technically, Jericho was my first kiss since a few days ago.
"Really?" He asks, astonished and somewhat proud, "I would have imagined that a woman with your looks would have been with dozens of men before me." He sincerely admits, sweeping his finger tips across my cheek. I snort a laugh as I try to hold it in. Oh my gosh that's hysterical! My experience in love is a little less than the dirt on the bottom of my shoe. "What's so funny?"
"N-No, it's just that, you're the first guy I've ever kissed, Jericho." I admit with a laugh. It's a little sad but it's the truth. His eyes grow wide with shock before softening, thinking something deep in his eyes.
"Well, then it seems I've failed to properly show you the sweetness of a 'first kiss'. If I had known that my lips were the first to touch yours I would have been much more gentle. Here, let's retry it." He smiles as he slides off. He gently slides me onto his lap so my feet are off to the one side, sweetly sweeping his hand under my jaw. "It gives me pleasure knowing I'm the first man to be able to touch your soft lips."
My blush deepens as I look away. Oh man am I really going to go through with this? I shyly look back up spying his gentle smile. But he's so freaking good! Oh to hell with it I've already been frenchEd by the guy so what would it matter right now?
"Y-Yeah." I nervously agree, reaching out with my hands before pulling them back in. Wait a minute what do you do with hands when you kiss? I think-
"Don't over think it and let me do the work, Jackie." He offers, gently sliding his hand around to cup the back of my neck. My flush deepens as he gently places his lips to mine, gingerly pulling my hand against his chest. My eyes close as I tremble, feeling his direction as he pulls my other hand around to his hair. I stiffly keep my hands where he strategically placed them, feeling my lips part ever so slightly before wedging my lower lip between them. His arms wrap around my waist and holds me close, letting me feel the slight rolling of his breathing. W-Wow ... this is so strange! I-I've never done anything like this before. Oh~! I feel kinda naughty. I slightly giggle at the thought making his lips curl into a smile.
"Don't think too much." He softly warns as he pulls me close. My breathing hitches as his finger very lightly strokes behind my ear. Is he trying to tickle me? I remain still as he slightly shifts, pulling my over leg over his lap before pulling me forward. Hm? My eyes crack open as he lays down, letting me lay over him. Is he giving me control or something? Or is he just worried about crushing me beneath his weight? I jump as his fingers curl around my lower back and press my hips against his stomach. I twitch and lightly squirm as his hand tickling the back of my ear retreats, gently twirling around some loose hairs and giving them a very gentle tug.
"Is ... this alright?" I ask, cautious. If I think about it I'm making out with my landlord. Not exactly the best thing to do because once I piss him off I got no bed to sleep in. Jericho's hazy blue eyes crack open before he pulls back with a soft laugh, setting his head against the pillow.
"I honestly have no complaints." He sighs, resting his hands over my back as I set my head against his shoulder. Does that mean I'm a good kisser? Well, that's good considering I've never really did that with anyone before. The feeling of dangerous excitement creeps into my system as I lay in his chest. Oh~ I'm so bad, making out with someone who's not my boyfriend. But, is he a boyfriend now? No, no I shouldn't over think things. We just kissed, that's all. I guess? Oh gosh I have no idea I've never been in a situation like this before!
"No complaints ... ," I repeat. So, he doesn't like this but he also doesn't mind doing something like this? Well that's unsettling. His fingers gently rustle my hair as he kisses my forehead.
"If you wish to continue I will more than happily comply." His arms tighten around my waist, encouraging me to agree. I think for a moment before propping myself up on an elbow being careful not to hurt him.
"So, instead of a booty call, I'm a mouth call?" I nervously joke, feeling the trembling vibrations of his chest as he throatily laughs.
"Again, I have no complaints with that." He teases, kissing the top of my head. "You should get some sleep, Jackie." He hums as he rolls over, trapping me against the bed.
"Why's that?" I innocently ask, honestly having no intentions of anything suggestive until now that I'm thinking about it. He studies me for a moment before also realizing my mistake.
"Just get some sleep. Because tomorrow, I'm taking you on a date." He purrs, tilting my head up and kissing my forehead before sliding off the bed. I blankly blink before shooting up out of my seat.
"D-Date?" I ask. Wait a minute but I've never been on a date before either! Jericho glances back with a smooth smile crossing his lips.
"Yes." He agrees. "I need a break from work so I would like to spend it with you, if you don't mind."
"O-Oh. Yeah, sure." I say, flushing with embarrassment.
"Good. I'll be by tomorrow at ten to pick you up." He chuckles at his own joke pulling the door back.
"Yeah, you won't have to walk far." I nervously chuckle, watching as he shuts the door. The moment it's closed I fall onto the bed and smack my head into the pillow. Oh my gosh making out with my landlord and then going on a date with him tomorrow?
I'm doing things backwards here!
‡
Oh~ ok, so who says that he planned this all along and is using his sexuality to keep Jackie out of Blood's hands for a bit and keep her with him? Or, does he honestly want to go on a date with her? Find out, with 10 REVIEWS!
