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Chapter Fourteen
"Italian!" Miley breathed out when Jake broke away after a few blissful seconds, much to the disappointment of both teenagers. Before Jake could move away from her, she reach up and pulled his lips back down to hers, linking her hands around his neck and absently playing with the ends of his hair.
"I don't think we should tell anyone!" Miley whispered about five minutes later as the two were trading soft, sweet kisses back and forth, never doing anything more.
"Why not?" Jake asked, sounding a little hurt, thinking she thought being seen with him was so bad she'd rather no-one knew, pulling back slightly.
"Because we're two 'hormonal teenagers' and we live together, I don't think Prue or Andy or Kyle or especially my Dad would very welcoming to the idea of us together." She reasoned, missing his body pressed against hers when he moved from hovering over her to lying on his navy blue carpet beside her.
"What about you?" Jake questioned softly, stroking a piece of stray hair away from her face that had turned confused.
"What about me?"
"Are you welcoming to the idea of us together?" He avoided her eyes as he asked the question.
"I wouldn't have let you kiss me if I wasn't!" Miley smiled shyly, blushing at the memory of his lips on hers.
"So does this mean when we're alone I can do this?" Jake moved closer to her and gently kissed her nose. "And this?" Her cheek was the recipient this time. "And this?" He pressed his lips to her forehead and she started to get impatient. "And th-" Jake was cut off by Miley closing the last few centimetres between their mouths.
"Yes!" She murmured when they broke apart again and he grinned happily.
Jake rolled over on top of Miley again and kissed her waiting lips hungrily, savouring her faint taste of the spearmint toothpaste she used mixed with her own unique taste and being intoxicated by her scent of pure Miley and her sweet, fruity perfume. After a few seconds it got to be too much and Jake needed to taste her, to know if she really tasted as good as she smelt and his lips slowly trailed from her lips down to her neck, to the part where her neck meets her shoulder. The teasing scent was stronger here and Jake parted his lips ever so slightly and hesitantly kissed Miley there, getting dizzy in the head when she moaned quietly and unconsciously moved her head to the side to give him better access. He poked his tongue out and flicked it over her sensitive skin, finding that she tasted even better than she smelt - if that was even possible - and hearing her whimper at the contact, begging for more.
"Jake!" Miley gasped when he sucked softly on her neck, which he took as a good sign and continued kissing, licking, sucking and even nipping her neck with his teeth.
"Jake?" Miley instinctively pushed Jake off of her when Andy's voice sounded through the closed door of his bedroom. "You in there, man?"
"Yeah!" The boy answered, his voice cracking slightly after Miley prompted him to speak, then held up a finger. "One second!" Jake called obligingly, following as Miley stood up.
"I'll see you later!" She whispered, pecking him lightly on the lips before sparkling out, her form of magical transport always seemed to mirror her mood once she got control over them.
"What's up?" Jake opened the door after taking a few deep breaths to calm himself.
"Prue wants to know what happened with the Jonas'." Andy said, stepping into the room and looking around at the unmade bed and clothes thrown helplessly on the floor by his closet.
"Someone just doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself." Jake replied, his mood suddenly changing from blissful to angry at the mention of the brothers.
"What about Miley?"
"Like I said, someone didn't know how to keep his hands to himself." He sat down on his bed, unaware of the predicament Miley had caused for him that was extremely visible.
"Right, well, if Prue asks I talked to you okay?" Andy said, clearly not believing him and wanting to get out of the same room as the excited teenage boy.
"Sure!" Jake agreed, falling back on his bed when he heard the door close, still a little light-headed from being so intimate with Miley.
Power Of Five
"You were supposed to distance her from them, not push her towards the other one!" The Source growled, signalling the Seer to make a projection of Miley appear in the middle of the cave. The angle they had was clearly where the mirror was that she was looking, at a quarter-sized starting to form bruise that was on her neck that was left there by Jake's tasting.
"He only wants her to get to me." Nick shouted, turning red from the thought of his lips on any part of her.
"I don't care about your stupid Hollywood feud!" The Source growled, walking right up to the youngest demon. "I want that girl to willingly come serve me." He stared the three demons down. "And it's your job to make that happen. Everything that happens against that goal will punish you to give you more motivation." The Source said walking away from the brothers before suddenly turning and aiming a jet of torturous energy at the youngest who was standing in the middle.
Joe and Kevin stood silently on either side of their younger brother as he screamed in agony, too afraid to interfere for fear of having something of the like happen to them.
"We will bring you the girl, My Lord!" Joe said confidently when Nick was released and he went crashing to the ground, still twitching slightly every now and then.
"Be gone from my sight!" The Source yelled, going back to sit on his throne, staring at the image of the girl in front of him when he did, Joe and Kevin helping Nick shimmer out of the lair.
Power Of Five
"Vos Venalicium Mihi?" Miley hissed to Jake twenty minutes after they had parted ways when they were sitting together on the couch in the Halliwell Manor during the Christmas get-together Prue had convinced Miley to attend when she had gone to talk to her at the same time as Andy was talking to Jake, hoping he knew enough Latin to understand her and no-one else within hearing distance knew any.
"Rumex!" Jake apologized, wincing slightly at her tone before switching to whispered English, not knowing how much of the language she knew. "I just wanted to know if you tasted as good as you smelt and then I just couldn't stop myself." He blushed, not looking her in the eye as he made his confession.
"You're just lucky I spotted it before Prue and could hide it."
Jake paled at thought of Prue finding out, she'd probably tell Andy and one of them would tell Robby and he quite liked being alive, which would NOT be the case if Robby found out after expressly telling him to keep away from Miley.
"I'm too young to die!" He whispered fearfully.
"Don't leave a mark like that in a visible place again and you won't die!" She muttered, smiling sweetly at Prue who was watching the both of them closely.
"Hey, Miley, you wanna play a game with me and Chris?" Wyatt asked running up to the pair from where him and his brother were playing in the corner with their sister and cousins.
"Uh, sure! What game?" Miley agreed standing up.
"Singstar Christmas!" Chris announced, smiling shyly at Miley.
"I'm on Miley's team!" Wyatt yelled for all to hear, standing closely next to her as if staking his claim or something.
"No fair! I wanted to be on her team!" Chris was clearly the more sensitive brother as his eyes started welling up with tears.
"Hey, woah!" Miley knelt between the two so she was at their eye level. "You can both be on my team if you really want, but then Jake will be all alone, and we wouldn't want that now would we?"
"I don't mind!" Wyatt answered honestly with a shrug and Chris nodded in agreement causing Miley to burst out laughing at the overly exaggerated hurt look on Jakes face.