**AU: I've been listening to a LOT of Ed Sheeran lately. I love him. So this chapter is the result of his song, "Give Me Love." Don't think of this chapter as a healthy start for them, they are still both very distant from each other. Sometimes when you're constantly close with someone whom you lust after, tension rises and things unfold. Sometimes these things can be for the better or for the worse. We start off the next evening from their kiss in the last chapter.**

Jon's eyes cracked open from the nap he was taking. He sighed at his cold bed and pushed himself up to the sitting position. He ran his hands through his hair and over his face. He had yet another dream of Lily. He didn't know how to deal with this constant dreaming of her; well he did but he didn't think she would agree. He looked over his darkened room, he had a show to wrestle at tonight but he wasn't feeling up to it. Instead he found himself standing outside of Lily's room, listening in on the quiet room.
Lily curled up on the bed with Buster who had finally returned home. He purred as she stroked him, rubbing his soft fur down. The cat was calming. She was almost frozen to the bed. She wanted to go back out there and give herself to him, let him do anything he wanted to her. Right now she didn't care what it was as long as they were touching. He gave her some sort of electric feeling, like a jolt running through her body. It scared her but she loved it.
Jon opened her door and looked over her. She motioned for him to lay behind her. He buried his face in her hair and wrapped a long arm around her. She ran her hand over his hand that was placed firmly on her stomach, tracing over the veins on his tan skin. She felt his breath washing over her neck, warm and tingly. He was warm to her, his body heat enticing her closer to him.

"I don't think I can just be friends with you." Jon whispered.
"You can." Lily whispered softly back; so soft Jon had to strain his ears to fully hear her.
"I can't, not anymore." His voice was low but still powerful.
"Please don't make this difficult." She whispered, fighting back tears.
"I'm not making this difficult Lily, you are." He whispered, "You're making it hard for this, whatever this is, to continue."
"This can't continue, Jon." She sighed, "We can't be together. There are other people who have feelings for us, Jon."
"Is Jake who you really want?" His voice was soaked with hurt at her words.
"No." She shook her head.
"Then who do you want?" Jon whispered.
"I don't know." She shook her head.
"Stop lying to yourself." He whispered, moving to sit up behind her.
"Don't move." She whispered, clutching his arm even tighter, "Just lay here with me."
"Lily I have to go get ready for tonight." He said.
"No, please just lay here for a little longer." She whispered, moving so that she was facing him.

She draped her legs over his lap, pulling her closer to him. She pulled him down on top of her, wrapping her arms around his neck. She didn't know why she did it; she just wasn't ready for him to leave. She loved him, she loved him so much. She had fought the idea of it, but she couldn't deny it any longer. She loved him and it scared her. She rubbed a hand through his soft hair. She felt him sigh before he looked up at her, his blue eyes was a paradox between confusion and love. She could have laid here with him for forever.
Jon crawled up her body, their eyes locked on each other's as he did. The tension in the air grew as he glared down at her, his blue eyes scorching hers. The look on his face gave her a odd sensation, her body was on fire as if Jon was the only one who knew how to put it out. He dipped his head down to press soft kisses down her jawline, down her neck, and back up.
Yet another knock at the door interrupted their intimacy. Lily looked up at him with pleading eyes; eyes that begged him not to move. The knocking didn't stop, it just got louder.

"Go," She sighed, "But come back, okay?"
"Okay." He nodded.

She watched him walk out of the room, leaving the door slightly cracked. She stood up and drew the curtains closed after taking a look around the town. She heard her door crack back open and his arms wrap tightly around her waist.

"I need you." Jon's words echoed through the room as if it was the loudest thing he'd ever said.
"Need me?" Lily whispered, looking back at him.
"You know what I mean, Lily. We can't just keep on like this; teasing each other up into the point of where I'm about to bust in my fucking pants only for you to pull away from me." He trailed his index finger over the bottom of her jaw, "Look at me."

Their eyes locked on each other's as Lily took in the full extent of his glazed eyes. His gaze was intense, burning right through her it felt like. He had her backed against the wall, his hands on either side of her head. His bright blue eyes got closer to hers as he moved his head closer to hers; she could feel his breath wash over her face. The warmth washed over in little waves, leaving her with the scent of nicotine and the alcohol he had consumed while at the bar earlier. Their lips brushed against each other's, teasing her with his taste.

"Kiss me.." She whispered, looking up into his blue eyes, "Please."

Instantly, he pressed his body against hers and locked their lips together. He was everything she thought he tasted like; his tongue filled her mouth and left her intoxicated on the taste of his kiss. She felt him wrap her ponytail around his wrist only twice and pulled back so that she was looking up at him. She wanted him, desired and burned for him. Every little part of her body was on fire, tingling for him. She didn't just want him anymore, she needed him.

"I need you," Jon moaned as he felt her hands roam underneath his shirt, "Do you understand?"
"Yes." She swallowed hard, their gaze locked again but only for a few minutes.
He pushed the shirt she slept in off and ran his hands down her body, admiring every little curve her body gave him. She looked nervous; scared almost. Jon didn't like either of those looks on her face; they didn't suit his beautiful fearless Lily. She stood there in front of him in nothing but her pink bra, the contrast of the color and her milky white skin was something sensual to him. He pulled her to the bed and watched as she unclasped her bra; revealing what he wanted to see of her the most only to cover herself up quickly.

"No, don't. Let me see." Jon whispered, looking up and down her body. She slowly removed her hands from her chest. "You're beautiful." His tongue darted out to lick his lips, her taste still there. He was on her instantly; pulling her closer to her.

She slowly allowed him to pull her panties off of her legs, using his shoulders as leverage as she stepped out of them. He placed kisses all over her hips; trying to calm her nerves. He remembered his first time, he was beyond nervous so he knew how she felt. Then he quickly remembered her telling him the story of how her mom used to sell her.

"Do you want me to stop, Lily?" Jon looked up at her.
"No." She quickly said.
"You can tell me that you want me to stop." Jon whispered, his lips brushing over her belly button.
"No, please don't stop." She begged him.
"Turn around, let me see all of you." He whispered, sitting back on the bed.

Lily done as he said and tried to relax, she knew Jon wouldn't hurt her. Jon was nothing to be scared of, he wasn't like the other men that had seen her completely naked. His intentions were to please her and not only himself; she had given him permission. She sighed as she felt his fingers rub their way up the back of her thighs and back down, touching the back of her knees. She let out a soft moan, she really liked when he touched her there.

"You liked that, huh?" Jon whispered, rubbing over the bend of her knees again; repeatedly over and over. Jon took pride in the fact that he had found yet another one of her more sensitive places; he let his fingers trail softly over the soft skin repeatedly. He pulled her down in his lap, his fingers dancing over her tummy as he did. He just wanted her to understand that he wasn't going to hurt her. He moved her hips on him, admiring the way she felt against him. She felt amazing, almost like heaven and that was with his pants still on. As she got the motion and he let go of her hips, his fingers slowly started rubbing at her clit. He felt her body jolt almost as she clasped at his forearm, her grip tight around it.

"Turn around," Jon whispered, "You're so fucking beautiful Lily." Jon, amazed that she went right back to rubbing herself against him, sucked a nipple into his mouth as his fingers went to pinched and twisted her other. She let out a loud whimper, now grinding her hips against him. He could have sat there forever, sucking, pinching, and twisting her just to watch her facial expressions. The scared look had long gone away from her face; it was a paradox of confusion and pleasure.
Lily smiled the first smile she had since they embraced as Jon laid her down. He kissed all over her tummy; inhaling her scent as he pressed his face into her flesh. Her hands moved to pull his hair out of its hairband, watching as the long beautiful curls fell around his face. She tangled her fingers in his messy hair and tugged as his tongue flattened against her clit. He sucked at the hood of her, pulling on the engorged bundle of nerves just enough to get her moaning loudly again. She thrust her hips softly up against his lips, gripping and pulling at his hair even harder.

"Fuck!" She gasped, her body arched up sharply after a few moments of his harsh suction.

He pulled back and smiled up at her, his lips wet from his saliva and her juices. He quickly rid himself of his pants; he needed her now he couldn't wait any longer. She spread her legs and watched as he positioned himself just outside of her. She bit back a moan as he slid into her, rubbing her clit to keep any pain away from her as best as he could; still all the while slowly pushing further and further into her. They both watched as his cock disappeared into her, Lily grasped at his shoulder blade; her fingers still wrapped tightly into his hair as she pulled tenderly.
He laid their foreheads together, their eyes gazing into each other's as their breath mixed together; it came out in short pants. He slowly started rocking his hips up into hers as she contorted her body around his. She wanted this moment to last forever; Jon was so gentle with her. Her hips bucked up to meet his in the rhythm that they made almost instantly; slow and sensual but pleasing. She pulled him into her, their gaze still locked on each other's. She threw her head back in pleasure as Jon found the sweet spot inside her and continuously brushed against it; he pressed his face in the crook of her neck as he picked up the pace. Her body started quivering and pulling away from him, she knew he was close just then. He reached down between them and rubbed at her clit in time with his thrusts, getting a few curse words slung together with his name. She raked her nails into his back and he felt her start spasming around him; her orgasm setting his off.
He released with a loud groan that was muffled by her neck. He felt her body relax around him and he soon fell over on the bed after she had released him. She looked over at Jon as she tried catching her breath. She curled up into his chest as he wrapped his arms tightly around her; their bodies pressed flesh together with her head tucked underneath his. His fingers trailed soft circles on her skin as she laid quietly in his arms, he thought she was asleep until she spoke up.

"I've never.." She trailed off, "No, nevermind."
"Tell me." He whispered, moving his head back to look down at her.
"No," She shook her head, "I don't want to talk right now."

After laying in his arms for a few minutes in silence, she was asleep. Jon pulled the covers over their bodies and wrapped an arm protectively around her. He couldn't sleep, his mind wandered relentlessly to what this meant for the two of them. He knew he was going to get in trouble with Cody for not attending the show tonight, but Lily was more important to him right now. He laid and watched her sleep, she was beautiful. Vulnerable in her sleep, she looked peaceful; he loved her, he couldn't deny it anymore.
Lily didn't sleep long; she wasn't much of a sleeper. She rubbed her eyes and yawned after only probably four hours of sleeping. She looked up to find Jon's bright baby blue eyes looking down at her. She smiled softly and moved up to kiss him only to be pushed onto her back with him lying on top of her. He laid his forehead against hers, looking down as blue met blue.

"Hi." He whispered, his lips brushing against hers.
"Hi." She whispered back.