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A/N: Alright, here it comes you guys. The semi lemon! Sort of. I personally hate, I've never written a lemon before, or something like that, so it sucks bad, it's strange. I'm embarrassed and I didn't want to publish it at all! So you guys can throw bad lemons at me! If you want to!

Second of all, I got a review, an anonymous review who told me, very snottily that Paul's last name is Walker and not Matson. Well now I can say, very snottily, there are no records of his last name, I looked it up! Just so you know!

And now I'm back again :D Thank you for the reviews of the last chapter! I loved them, but it's so funny, that this story has over 215 alerts, yet cannot manage to get more reviews than 15 a chapter. Come on guys, where are the other 200?! Lol! Anyway, enjoy this chapter, I hope and please don't be mad at me for screwing it up!

How Can A Body Contain Something So Great?

"Damn, you're annoying right now." I felt stings of hurt pool around my chest and I frowned indignantly. I didn't meant to be annoying and the only thing I said was that I didn't feel like going to the bonfire.

"Julie, come on. It's Friday night. It wouldn't hurt to come. Besides, you're going to hear the tribe stories." Paul grasped my shoulders with his warm hands, shaking me slightly as he forced me to look in his eyes. I met his gaze halfway. His dark eyes demanding, yet gentle.

"I know Paul." I said. "But I'm just exhausted, and I don't want to be rude by falling asleep halfway." I explained.

"How can you possibly be exhausted right now? We just slept for two hours." I shrugged at his question pulling away from his grip and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"You're not sleeping." It wasn't a question so I couldn't deny it, but honestly, I was ready for Paul to find out yet there was something blocking it and the more dominating part of me, that didn't want to tell Paul, took over and I shrugged again, only this time, it looked defying.

"It's not important." I told him. "Stress for exams, that's all."

"Bullshit." Paul scoffed and he looked at me. "Now tell me the truth." He demanded and I sighed exasperated and moved past him up the stairs to my room. Every day he seemed to come here and we would sleep two or three hours and than he'd go back to his place to change and do patrol.

I knew Paul was following me, even though he was more graceful than me, especially for someone his size, I knew it. I rubbed my forehead as I ascended the last step and rounded the corner to the door at my left. I didn't bother to close the door and fell on my stomach on my bed; my room was cold since I hadn't turned on the heating. I closed my eyes for a bit when I felt the mattress sink in. I opened my eyes again and saw Paul's blue shirt and I sighed.

He pulled me close by my waist, practically lifting me up with one hand and draped me over his lap. My face was buried in his heavily woodsy scented shirt and I couldn't help but sniff a bit, merely because it felt nice to be like this. His hand was rubbing my back and I wrapped one arm around his neck. I felt him peck the side of my head.

"You know I'm gonna find out anyway, right?" I rolled my eyes. He wasn't going to find out. That I knew.

"Yeah, yeah." I murmured drowsily and I felt his exasperated sigh vibrate in his chest. I pulled away, feeling aggravated my self. I glared at him feeling the familiar anger rise again.

"You can't stop, can you? You've been nagging me constantly and I'm getting tired of it. Just stop!" I almost yelled and I stood up from him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back, I didn't have a choice and I slammed back in to him.

"You're annoyed? Baby, how do you think I feel when I know you're hiding something from me? Well I feel a bit more than just annoyed. I'm fucking pissed you're doing this thing again. Keeping me out of this just because you think its best." I opened my mouth to reply but the anger that flashed in his eyes made me shut up. He was angry, and I could see it in the way he manoeuvred.

I sighed and felt the familiar sting of tears again. I rubbed my eyes and kept my hands on my face. Hoping the betraying tears wouldn't come out. "If you put it like that." I began weakly but Paul cut me off.

"Look, just leave it. We'll talk some other day. Just come with me tonight, alright? It'll your mind off things. Alright?" I nodded reluctantly and Paul pecked me on my forehead before he gently kissed me.

The past few days I hadn't kissed him properly and since the moment was here I felt the sudden urge to catch up with the lost days. I put my hands on his face, pressing closer to him and moved my lips the same way he was, following him on almost everything. His hands roamed down my back to under my shirt. I moaned as his warm hands contacted my skin and I felt my face flush already.

I pressed myself even closer to him and moved my own hands under his shirt. I wasn't thinking properly, everything was hazy but it was a good kind of hazy. And with that feeling I found myself lying on my bed with Paul hovering over me. His shirt already discarded on the floor, mine a close follower. The buttons on my blouse were annoying and I cursed myself for thinking of wearing this blouse today.

Paul pulled away from my lips and I heard him mutter a curse and I laughed softly before unbuttoning it myself. His lips attached them to mine immediately and I felt him pull off my blouse. Both of us were shirtless now and I stopped kissing him to look at him.

I knew we weren't going to get disturbed this time. My parents were in Portland this weekend so we had the whole house to ourselves and the bonfire wasn't till nine tonight and it was only five now, so we had plenty of time.

His eyes were focused on me as well and I saw the question in his eyes.

"You sure?" Both of us asked at the same time and I smiled kissing him softly.

"Yeah, I'm sure." He smiled at me crookedly and kissed me back gently.

"Good, so am I." And with that I started to kiss him again. I nipped at his lips begging entrance as his feverishly hot body covered mine. I held on to his shoulders as his hands went to the back of my bra. He snapped it open and discarded it on the floor. His lips moved down my lips to my throat and I felt my stomach tighten in pleasure.

I was in it for sure now. Everything felt like it was on fire. I was shaking in anticipation and my heart was beating so loudly I was sure it would burst through my chest any minute now. But Paul seemed so sure of what he was doing I had no other choice but to rely him completely.

I was scared yes, terrified if I was honest. But I wanted this so badly and he'd been so patient with me. I've heard of boyfriends who'd broken up with their girlfriends just because they didn't want to sleep with them. But nothing of that with Paul. He was so damn patient with me that sometimes I felt like he was trying to be celibate. But I knew better.

"Jules." His voice was deeper than usual.

"Hmm." I brought out as his feverish lips went down my throat again. His hands were on the sides of my breast, kneading them in a painful slow way. It was almost torture. I moaned and arched my back in to his stomach and he suddenly flipped us over so I was on top of him. I balanced my weight on the hand next to his head as his hands skilfully went down the small of back to my hips. He was fumbling with the button of my jeans.

"I don't have a condom with me." He said and I sighed into the kiss before pulling away again.

"Don't worry, I'm on the pill." I told him. Thank God for overprotective mothers. She wanted me to use the pill since Paul and I were getting so serious. It was embarrassing at first, but now I'm glad.

We were going fast and I was comfortable with that. If he went any slower than this I would probably die of anticipation and the slow torture. We turned around again and I was on my back as I kicked off my jeans. I moved my hands to his jeans and his were off in a second and soon we were in our underwear. He looked at me and I could see the desire and not only that, I could feel it as well. It was pressing against the inside of my thigh and arousal spread through me.

I put my hand on his jaw and pulled him closer, kissing him again.

We moved as one.

His hands were everywhere. Moving up and down, where his skin, separated from mine, left trails of fire behind. When he finally breached my underwear he carefully pulled them down and I kicked them off. He did the same thing and before I knew it I felt the tip of him at my entrance. He pulled away and I took a deep breath before he gingerly slid inside of me. It was going well until I felt him hit my barrier. I suppose the pain was about to come now.

"Tell me when it hurts." He told me. "And I'll stop." He sounded so in control that I envied him. I felt like I was going to explode. Especially since both of us were so exposed. He could see everything, I could see everything. Both of us were vulnerable and I could hurt him with the sharp edge of my words.

The feel of his bare skin against mine was addictive. He fitted in a way I never thought was possible.

"Oh-kay." I whispered and before I knew it he pushed further and the flashing pain came. I scrunched my eyes shut and felt tears escape. This was not what I expected. Yes it was supposed to hurt but this felt awful.

This piercing pain was going through my whole body and I wasn't sure how long it was supposed to last. I felt Paul's forehead pressed against mine as he tried to shush me. He was using all his strength to make this all about me and love blossomed at my chest, spreading throughout my whole body, filling it with warm affection.

Gradually the pain lessened and I opened my eyes, more tears escaped.

"Ouch." I murmured and Paul looked at me with guilt in his eyes. He raised his hand and slowly wiped away my tears, kissing the sides of my eyes.

"Sorry babe. You alright now?" I nodded my head in confirmation and Paul shifted a bit before we started to move together.

"You ready?" He asked and I nodded again. As he pushed out of me and into me again I felt something else. Something that I couldn't describe, it was dominating and I inhaled sharply. It was burning and churning in my stomach and I realized I wanted him even closer.

This burning in my stomach that seemed to reach a climax was almost unbearable pleasure. I hitched one of my legs over his hip and he pressed his mouth against mine again. I heard him groan as we moved as one and I knew I murmured his name more than once. This was new and even though it was still unfamiliar, it was something I could get used to. Paul pushed into me again and suddenly coherency left my mind.

I was pushed towards this new level of bliss that nothing else matters but Paul and me.

I felt him collapse on top of me, his breath in the crook of my neck. Both of us were spent and covered in sweat but I couldn't care less. Paul slid out of me and lay down next to me. I was breathing loudly and I shifted on my side, carefully looking at Paul, whose chest was heaving up and down as well. I smiled.

"So."

"That was something." Paul brought out and I smiled even brighter.

"Yeah." I responded and he looked at me, his hand moving through my hair and pushed myself closer to him. His heat was so comfortable now.

"Are you alright? I didn't hurt you too much did I?" I shook my head.

"I'm perfectly fine Paul. Yeah, it hurt in the beginning. But it was worth it." He smiled at me and kissed my lips gently. I couldn't help but smile in the kiss. I was so darn happy right now but I was also exhausted and as fatigue swept over me, I got pulled under by a thick blanket called sleep.

I felt Paul's lip on my forehead as he murmured to me to go to sleep.

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"Julie? Baby?" My eyes fluttered open and I was faced with the brightness of my lamp and Paul's face hovering above me. I blinked a few times and saw Paul move closer to me.

"Hmm?" I croaked and Paul laughed softly.

"Wake up; otherwise we'll be late for the bonfire. And I'm guessing you want to take a shower before you go up there." I frowned when suddenly the previous events came upon me and I smiled at him, blushing slightly. "Don't worry, you smell great, but the others will know immediately. My smell is all over you." I blushed even more now.

"Come on, it's eight already." Paul urged. I nodded, sluggish in fatigue, as I suddenly realized I wasn't wearing anything. I clutched the sheets to my chest. Paul laughed.

"It's not like I haven't seen it." He told me and I glared at him. "That's not the point Paul." I told him and he shrugged.

"Suit yourself, but hurry up now." He said and he got up. "I'll be downstairs."

"Yeah, yeah." I got out of bed and moved to my bathroom when I felt my head spin. I stopped walking and leant against the door, closing my eyes, hoping the spinning would stop. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again. The dizziness was gone and I gingerly took a step again. No spinning, I took a deep breath.

Maybe I should eat something before we go.

I was done showering in a record time and I slipped on something comfortable. I wore my black Uggs and my grey jeans with a dark sweatshirt. I wasn't dressing up for a small gathering like this. I was comfortable with this. I looked in the mirror and realized I looked pale and frowned. Strange, maybe it was the exhaustion. I presumed it was. I quickly applied some make up and put my hear in a braid.

"You done, Jules?" Paul asked as he appeared in the doorway. I nodded. "Alright then." He said as he looked down at me. He frowned, rubbing my cheeks with his hand.

"You look pale, you sure you're okay?" I nodded, waving my hand, trying to brush it off.

"I'm fine, just tired." I told him kissing him on the jaw.

"Maybe we shouldn't have…" He trailed off and I raised my finger to his lips, shushing him for whatever was coming next.

"No, don't. It was…"I trailed off, a small blush covering my cheeks. "It was nice." Paul's arrogance came back the minute he saw me blush.

"Just nice? I thought I was rather mind blowing." And I hit him on the chest and he laughed. He pecked me on the forehead. "Kidding Jules, but for what it's worth, you were mind blowing."

"Shut up." I was flushing crimson now.

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