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J.L.: I actually fretted for a while on this. It was an issue of a treat to the fans, or sticking to my principal beliefs when it comes to fanfiction. I hate the very thought that a lemon would be the only reason someone would read a fanfic. Then, there's the whole issue of the rating going up. I'm not sure if most of you adjust the rating when you look for fanfics, but you'd miss out on some really good ones if you just stuck with K-T. After much deliberation, talking with my Fiance (Who took to teasing me by saying "If you need any help on researching or re-enacting...") I decided to go ahead and try my hand at it. Death in the family, on hiatus.
Valentine House: Jill
Sucking in a breath, I walked upstairs to my bedroom, placing my hand on my door, which was shut for some reason. Weighing my options now...if we have sex, we cross that line...we'll never be able to go back to being friends...if we don't have sex, we've lost nothing but an experience that may be the most defining moment of our relationship...not to mention if something should happen while he's gone...like he dies...I released the breath, curling my fingers on the door, finding myself unable to open it. I could just tell him goodnight. I heard him walking up the stairs and looked over. Or...I could act on the feelings he's been stirring within me for quite some time now. Chris stopped just feet from me, a worried look on his face.
"I-...I'm sorry about not seeing you since Thursday...but I wanted this to be a surprise...I didn't think you'd find out so quickly though.." Chris started. Confusion hit me. Find out about what?
"What do you mean?" I asked, my hand falling down from my door as I turned to face him completely. He took a daring step forward, examining my expression.
"Earlier when you came into your room?" He asked.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"When you found out about the surprise? 'I'm missing you already'?" He continued. I stood there. I remember saying that but how would Chris have...unless...
"You were hiding in my room?" I asked. Chris's mouth fell open slightly.
"You didn't know I was under your bed?!" He asked. I shook my head. He was in my room while Claire and I were in there?
"Nnnoo." I answered, turning towards the door, curious now. So what was he doing in my room then? What this surprise? Chris sighed and hugged me from behind.
"Go on, see what I did then." He spoke, and I opened the door. My room, having previously been a slight mess of water and various articles of clothing strewn about was now clean, with rose petals scattered about. There was a little black box sitting on my bed. I bit back my curiosity and excitement, allowing Chris to hold me.
"This is for me?" I asked calmly.
"Yes. Jill, you're my best friend, my girlfriend, and I am now asking you to be my lover." He asked. I blushed slightly, wondering which exact definition of lover he was implying.
"As in?" I asked, breaking free of his grasp and making my way for the little black box. I picked it up and held it, eying Chris for permission to open it. Is he proposing, is he asking to sleep together, is he-
"As in a promise." He said. I cocked my eyebrow a bit as he strode over, grabbing my hands. I looked into his eyes, searching for the answer.
"Chris..." I started, but he motioned for me to open the box. I did so, discovering a silver band on a chain to be the box's contents. I looked back up at him.
"We promise each other here and now that when I get back, I'll ask you to marry me and you'll answer." Chris said. I smirked.
"I'll answer with what?" I teased.
"Whatever answer you want. This is my promise ring to you." He answered. He picked up the chain, unclasped it and held it.
"You're promising to ask me to marry you one day, right?" I asked. He nodded, placing the chain delicately around my throat and clasping it.
"Yes." He spoke, stepping back as I admired the small silver band and chain. We're only eighteen...but this isn't engagement, this is a promise. Isn't an engagement a promise though? Never mind that Jilly. He's thinking about life with you...and hasn't that little fantasy been something you thought would happen anyways? That you two would naturally always be there for each other? True, when you were kids, it was all about always having someone to help build sand castles or play football with, but even as you got older, it was because you needed a friend like him, someone to lean your head on his shoulder when something bad happened...I smiled brightly at him, and grabbed his collar, pulling him close to my face.
"Alright then. I'm holding you to your promise." I said, kissing him lightly on the lips. He pulled back and smiled.
"Feisty, just the way I like you." He spoke, his arms encircling my waist. I still had the box in my hand, debating on what to do next. Casually place the box down, bid him goodnight and hit the sack or...toss the box aside, pull him down on my bed and decided from there? He kept his eyes on mine, as if locked in his own thoughts about the situation. Who makes the first move? My heart started skipping beats, and my breathing picked up a bit. What would it be like, to-My phone started ringing. I breathed out and turned around to grab it, but my hand was caught.
"Uh...I'll just answer that...heh." I spoke, reaching for the phone. Chris pulled me in close to him. Who would be calling at a time like this anyways? Dad never calls while he's working and certainly not on this line. He started planting light kisses along my neck and my pulse picked up. The phone rang again. Not that it matters...I've still got a decision to make here...
"Leave it." Chris said, and I lost any resolve. I turned around and locked lips quickly with Chris, dropping the black box somewhere and shoving my hands underneath his shirt, inching them up along his chest until he backed off from the kiss to allow me to remove his shirt. Unceremoniously tossing it aside, I sat down on my bed and removed my own shirt, throwing it aside as well. Chris stood there in front of me, smiling and blushing, taking in the sight of me in my bra and jeans. I bit my lip as he leaned closer to me, his jeans starting to show a tell tale bulge.
"So...really want to cross this line?" I asked. His eyebrows perked and I felt a whole new side of things welling up within me, enjoying the effects I had on him. He planted a quick kiss on me.
"Only if you want to." He answered, and I pulled him down on my bed. I barely had a chance to realize that the phone had stopped ringing.
"Hi, This is Jill's number. I'm not able to answer your call right now, leave your name and number!" My answering machine started, just as my bra hit it.
Meanwhile, in Chamber's driveway: Rebecca
"-Leave your name and number!" Jill's answering machine kicked in and I bit the bottom of my lip in excitement. Joseph and Forest both grinned.
"Oh my god, they are so doing it!" I spoke out loud.
"Maybe Jill's in the shower?" Forest asked, not quite wanting to assume things.
"No way man! Chris is totally hitting that." Joseph called, and waved us goodbye, walking down the street to his house. Forest ran a hand through his hair.
"You alright?" He asked. I smiled at him and nodded.
"Yeah...goodnight Forest." I bid, and he gave me a quick hug, ruffling my hair up then headed for his house, right next to mine.
Valentine's house, minutes later: Chris
"Ah-ahhhh...ow..." Jill breathed out as I pressed inside her slowly.
"Sorry." I apologized for the pain again.
"Shut up-mmph, keep going." She hissed out, her hands gripping me closer. I slowly pulled out a bit, then pressed in again. She kept her eyes locked on to mine, biting her lip to help suppress the pain.
"Sorry." I spoke again, shutting my eyes and kissing her gently.
"Chris...say that one more -ow-time...and I-ahh-ahhooooo..." Jill tried, but she closed her eyes and her breathing quickened. I felt her muscles tighten around me more than what they were and just about lost control.
"Ooo-uhhh" I groaned, thrusting a little bit faster inside her. I'm going to...no...not yet...can't. Jill opened her eyes and kissed my neck, her breath warm on my neck, and I thrusted more for it.
"Oh...oh god...I'm...I-oh god!" Jill moaned, and I felt her release, nearly causing me to do the same. I pulled out quickly and allowed myself to, Jill's heavy breathing driving me over the edge. Tying the condom up like the box had shown me, I tossed it into her garbage can set near her desk, then laid back on her bed, breathing hard.
"Jill..." I managed to say. She looked over at me, still under her bed cover, her hair tousled slightly with stray locks sticking to the perspiration on her face.
"That...was good. I mean...it hurt, but I knew it was suppose to." She breathed out and I slipped myself under her bed cover, pulling her close to me, but no where near my left over erection which was taking it's sweet time in going down. I'm not taking a chance in knocking her up. She slipped her arms around me too, unsure of what to say, what to do.It's not awkward...just...I mean...I just...I just had sex.
"Thank you." I muttered into her ears, rubbing my fingertips on her to show that I had no intention of walking off.
"Thank you too...but seriously...no more apologizing." She whispered to me, nuzzling her head into my chest. I kissed the top of her head, but felt the need to use the bathroom urge. Oh no...that figures.
"Okay...Jill...I kinda gotta go." I said, she backed from me a bit, looking hurt.
"It's fine..." She muttered in defeat.
"No! I mean, to the bathroom!" I hurried and she blushed. I slipped from her and walked into the bathroom.
"Nice ass by the way." I heard her call out just as I shut the door.
Valentine house, meanwhile: Jill
As soon as Chris went into my bathroom, I laid back, running my hand through my hair. That wasn't as painful as I thought...it felt really good towards the end too...I looked over at the bathroom door, tears kinda threatening to pop up as I heard Chris washing his hands. I shouldn't have...he'll be leaving...I-I sat up, and heard the chain of my necklace jingle a bit. Looking down, I saw the promise ring Chris had given me. I smiled as I slipped my finger tip into it, holding it up, tears spilling.
"Hey whoa! What'cha crying for Jilly?" Chris asked, having freshly stepped out of the bathroom and still quite nude. I looked over and hugged him as he knelled beside my bed.
"I don't want you to leave." I sobbed, owing myself an ass-kicking for admitting it.
"I know...but, you wait for me and I'll make it up to you." He spoke. After a few minutes of sitting there, I realized I was kind of cold and uncomfortable. I pulled back and smiled awkwardly.
"Um...Could you change the sheets while I...clean up?" I asked.
"Sure...on one condition." Chris said.
"Yeah?" I asked, eager to know what he would want.
"I get to spend the night here with you." He opted and I nodded my head smiling.
"I love you." I said, pulling him into a hug again.
"I love you too...now go get that shower...I...I'll join you in a bit, okay?" He asked, pulling back from the hug and smirking. I rolled my eyes and stood up, heading for the shower.
"You've got a better looking ass, by the way." Chris remarked as I stepped inside.
J.L.: There you have it. I didn't get any reviews (At this point) telling me that lemons were a bad idea. Ultimately, i was just going to cut off the lemon with the change in PoV, then show the after effects, but..."As for lemon: would be appreciated but not needed but cmon... Chris needs a bite of that sandwich!" -ChRiS-ReDfIeLd-FaN after receiving that review, I cracked up laughing and hereby dedicate this chapter to him for Best use of the Jill Sandwich line. That was a huge reason why I put my first lemon in this chapter. It didn't go into deep detail or get too steamy because well, let's face it, two virgins on the first time doesn't equal best lemon scene ever. Wanted to make it a little awkward and realistic instead of the usual "OMG! U sew Big! Owie! Oh yeah harder!" that you sometimes find on here. Would you leave me a review?