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Author's Note: Okay, well I don't really know what I want to say about this chapter except…it's uh it's interesting. Haha there is a rating change so please keep that in mind (I do make a note of it further into the chapter) and please, please make sure you understand that the warning should not be taken lightly haha.

Okay well I hope you all enjoy.

-Lily

The couch was uncomfortable, the springs poking his back the whole night, and his legs much too long for the small piece of furniture. But he made do, knowing that in the morning he would have the day with Brooke, without school or Jake, or anything breathing down upon them. He and Brooke always got along, rarely stopping to fight, but it was when they were in seclusion that their relationship grew the most, the two of them able to devote their full attention to the other.

"Wake up," Lily yelled, smacking her brother in the face with a pillow as she came into the family room, still dressed in her light pink pajamas.

"What the hell," he mumbled, swatting at Lily who just stood back, laughing at Lucas, with his blonde hair ruffled from a bad nights sleep.

"It's time to wake up," she said innocently as her mom came into the room carrying the newspaper, her dad already having left for work.

"Mom get her away," Lucas said, hugging to sleep by just a thread as he held his eyes closed tightly.

"She isn't doing anything and it really is time for you to wake up. You don't need to be sleeping until noon and lounging around the house. Get up, eat something, and take Brooke out to get the true Tree Hill experience," Karen smiled, sitting down at the breakfast table, glancing down at her son as she shifter through the morning paper.

"So he should take her take to a sex crazed party, get her trashed, sleep with her, and then call Nathan for a game of basketball at the River Court?" Lily asked as her mom looked towards her horrified.

"Lily Roe Scott," she replied angrily.

"What mom, you know it's true," she said honestly, moving towards the cabinets to grab a bowl for her cereal.

"No, mom it's not. Nathan is always the one to call me for the game," Lucas chuckled, waking up slightly as he stretched his arms over his head.

"I don't want to hear any of this," Karen said, pretending to close her ears while she took a sip of coffee from her mug, delighting in its taste.

"So you don't want to hear about how Lily shoved her tongue down a guys throat last night and then disappeared for a few hours?" Lucas blinked innocently, getting his sister back for throwing a pillow at him only a few minutes ago, and holding back his laughter as his sister's cheeks turned pink in embarrassment.

"I swear mom I didn't," she immediately piped in before Karen could even say a word. "I would never even kiss a guy, let alone be by myself with one. Luke is completely lying because he is mad that I woke him up and that is not fair that he would try and get me into trouble!" she rambled on.

"What's his name?" Karen asked, not even glancing at her two children.

"Jake Davis," Lily gushed with a smile as Lucas just shook his head laughing.

"Nice job Lil'."

"Davis… as in Brooke's brother?" her mom asked, peering towards Lily as she scooted the chair in closer to the table as she took a spoonful of cereal and milk.

"Mhm, and he is gorgeous. Think Leonardo DiCaprio during the Titanic, only so much better," Lily said, as she quickly swallowed the food.

"Better than that huh?"

"I know, I didn't think it was possible either, but he is like a fu…" Lily stopped herself before continuing the curse word. "A fun… guy," Lily looked down at her bowl hoping her mom didn't notice the almost slip up.

"And Leonardo DiCaprio isn't a fun guy?" she chuckled glancing at her daughter.

"I'm gonna go," Lily said, not bothering to finish her breakfast, "And leave you to talk to your amazing son. Maybe you two can talk about Lucas not spending the whole entire night in the family room," Lily suggested as she into her room to wake Brooke up, trying to stifle her laughter as Lucas immediately jumped up from the bed.

"I'm going for a run, bye mom," he said, kissing her cheek as he quickly ran out of the house, his mom staring at the floor by the door.

"Well he's not going to get far without his shoes," she chuckled to herself, putting the newspaper down and moving in the direction to her room to get dressed to go to work.

"Lily, Lily," Lucas called knocking on his door as he watched his sister come into his room, staring through the window at Lucas, standing outside of his own room.

"Why don't you use the front door?" she asked, opening the door as he pushed her out of his way.

"Because I just told mom I was going for a run," he whispered, "And I don't want her to know that I am home."

"So let me get this right," Lily stopped herself, "You told mom you were going for a run to get out of talking to her and now you are coming back so you can fool around with Brooke while mom still thinks you are out?"

"Exactly," Lucas said as Lily shut the door.

"So I should go along with this because I am a nice sister?" she clarified.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, we both know you are not a nice sister. You are going to go along with this because if you don't I am going to really go for a run and beat Jake's ass to the ground for even putting a hand on you last night," he said seriously, not pleased that his sister went back to him after he had already caused problems for his and Brooke's relationship and then hurt his sister.

"You know mom and dad should really take this door out of your room, it is like the gateway to hell," Lily frowned, as Lucas just chuckled, not even bothering to tell Lucas that their mom was getting ready to go to the diner and had he waited only five more minutes, he wouldn't have to sneak around his own house. But why would she ever want to do that?

"Good morning Brooke," Karen smiled as the brunette walked sleepily out of Lily's room after hearing a door close only a few minutes prior.

"Good morning," she replied groggily with a smile, wishing that she had at least looked at her appearance before walking into the main part of the house, still dressed in her pajamas with her hair in a bun on top of her head.

"Did Lily and Lucas wake you up?" she asked apologetically.

"No I was already awake," she lied, not wanting the two to get in trouble.

"No need to cover for them Brooke, those two have no manners when it comes to people sleeping. Take it from experience, when those two open their eyes, so does the rest of the house," Karen laughed, grabbing her watch from the counter as Brooke turned to see Lucas trying to hide behind a door frame.

"Come here," he mouthed to Brooke as she peered at him, unsure of what he was trying to say.

"What?" she asked loudly, Lucas immediately slapping his head and moving so when his mom turned around she didn't see him.

"Excuse me?" Karen asked, thinking Brooke had been talking to her.

"Oh sorry I thought you had said something," she lied with a smile, turning towards Lucas as Karen once again turned her back towards her and began looking for her keys.

"Shower," he mouthed, wiggling his fingers to signify rain.

"I can't understand you," Brooke whispered, unsure as to why he was trying to be so discreet.

Rather than replying, knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to understand anyways, Lucas pinched his nose, and pointed to her as Brooke looked at him appalled.

"I smell!" she mouthed animatedly.

"No, you need to shower," he tried again as she just looked at him angrily.

"Well, sorry but apparently I smell and need to shower," Brooke frowned towards Lucas as she told Karen who just chuckled turning towards her.

"You smell fine to me," she smiled, "But the towels are in the closet on the top shelf."

"Thank you," she said, glaring once again towards her boyfriend who had already snuck off elsewhere.

"You know, you aren't supposed to tell your girlfriend that she smells," Brooke told Lucas, as she found him laughing in the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

"Sorry baby," he smiled, pushing her against the wall as he kissed her softly, intertwining their hands in the process. "It was the only way to get you alone."

"Alone?" She asked with her eyebrows raised. "Oh no, I don't think so, you see we aren't having sex with your mom 2 feet away. That's what I told you last night when you suddenly had this stupid idea that at 3 in the morning I would be willing to rip off my clothing in your sister's room with your sister and your parents right on the other side of the walls. No my friend we aren't alone, we have a whole family waiting for us outside this very door; a family that you are going to go hang out with while I shower," Brooke said as he just smiled at her, watching her lips move a mile a minute.

"My mom thinks I am running right now and in fairness to last night, you were the one who said I was going to get rewarded and I am still waiting for my prize," he said as she rebuffed him, moving towards the faucet to turn the water on for the shower.

"I was under the influence last night, you cannot hold me accountable for anything I said or did," Brooke put it off to, crossing her arms over her chest. "And now you need to go so I can take my shower."

"Oh come on, Brooke," Lucas smiled, walking over to her as he placed his fingers on the edge of her shirt, "I've seen you without this before," he smirked, slowly raising her cotton t-shirt that she had fallen asleep in.

"Stop," she said, pushing her shirt back down, embarrassed as a small flash of skin came into view.

"No," he glancing down at her and then back towards her eyes, marveling at the girl he was lucky enough to have.

"Seriously, I really do want to shower so I don't look so gross when I see your mom and to do so I need you to leave," she pleaded.

"I don't see what is so wrong with me being in here," he said honestly, watching her cheeks flush softly.

"Because Lucas."

"Because why Brooke?"

"Ugh," she groaned, "Do I need to tell your mom that you are in here and won't leave?"

"Do I need to tell my mom that you, the guest, came into your house and are wasting water, a lovely resource?" he raised his eyebrows and pointed to the water that had been running throughout their whole conversation.

"You can stay in here, only if you turn around when I get undressed and this curtain will stay closed. I will be on this side," she pointed to the inside of the shower, and you will be far away on the other side."

"I just have one question," Lucas said as Brooke sighed.

"What?"

"Why am I closing my eyes? I see you without anything on all the time," he said, holding her hips and moving them to touch his body. "And it is such a turn on," he whispered with his lips roaming her neck.

"It's just weird," she said, tilting her head back, trying to speak and enjoy his kisses at the same time, "I hate just standing there without anything on and you just looking at me."

"You make me sound like a creep," he said, moving his hand to gently cup her ass, holding her as close to him as possible.

'You are," she laughed, swatting his chest, arching her back away from him.

"But I am your creep," Lucas reminded her, as she nodded, slowly looking into his blue eyes. "Be quiet okay," he said softly as he held her gaze and he turned to flick the lock on the door, making sure that nobody would come in.

"Luke," she said only above a whisper as he shook his head and put his finger against her lips.

"I've gone too damn long with out you," he said before crashing his lips against her, when in reality they had, had sex only a little more than 24 hours ago. But to a horny teenage boy that was like going without water for a month.

"We should at least turn the water off," Brooke mumbled, trying to forget that Karen and Lily were so close to them.

"No, we are going to put that water to excellent use," he told her, quickly pulling them into the shower as she laughed against his chest, feeling the hot water pound against her back.

"So hot," she said, jumping up and down as he held her in his arms.

"Yes I am," he replied, kissing her lips while using one arm to turn the knob a little the opposite way.

"You are so cocky," she smiled.

"I know," Lucas laughed, watching as the water quickly dampened her outfit, forcing a response out of him. "Ready for some fun?" he kinked an eyebrow as she giggled, both of them escaping into their own little world as he kissed her lips softly, one hand pulling her hair out of its bun and allowing it to fall flat against her back.

Warning! Rated M.

It wasn't long before Brooke's thoughts about the other people in the house went flying from her head, and the water soon seemed to disappear as she focused simply on Lucas, the adorable boy in front of her, absolutely soaking wet.

But by the look in his eye she knew this wasn't going to be like any other time they had made love, their slow and soft passion that erupted through her body as the night continued. It was not going to be about taking their time as they explored the other's body. No, for the first time, slow was going out the window and was being replaced by pure and utter passion.

Their lips were like fire, smoldering and unyielding as they tried desperately not to slip on the shower floor that held an inch of water, Brooke' foot covering the drain slightly, but she didn't care.

His fingers were itching to touch her, toying with the bottom of her shirt as he slowly raised it along her stomach, wanting more than anything to throw it on the floor and caress her growing breasts that he knew were screaming for his attention. But Brooke was quicker than him as she quickly reached between his hands and pulled his shirt up from both sides, causing him to grin at her dominance as he obliged and soon it was tossed along the bathroom floor.

"Eager Pretty Girl?" he asked with a smirk, loving nothing more than his innocent girlfriend taking control. Slowly she bit her lip, taking in a chest that she had come to love, her fingernails raking their definition.

"Yes," she sighed, not even thinking about how desperate her voice sounded.

"And to think I had to persuade you to do this," he said, as she just looked up at him, wanting for him already to be deep inside of her, filling the throbbing between her legs and brining her into the best feeling she would ever experience.

"Just shut up," she said, pushing him against the far wall, and pressing herself against him. He held onto her waist without a complaint, ticking her sides as he raised the flimsy shirt over her head and threw it somewhere to his side. By this time her pink bra was soaking wet, hanging by just the straps as Brooke stood there in front of him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath of a moment. And it was that look, when his eyes widened and he absentmindedly licked his lips that she just wanted to hide in a corner. Brooke had never felt uncomfortable about her body, but having him looking at her she always just felt… young.

"God Brooke," he said, his voice more throaty than normal as he looked towards her for a slight reassurance and felt his hand reach along her right breast, caressing it through the fabric. "Just," he began before his hands slid underneath her bra and he smiled at the feeling of her skin underneath his fingertips.

Brooke's lips were quick to move along his neck as he continued massaging her, pinching and kneading, sucking and kissing, until soon he unclipped the back and threw the pink material to join what had already been discarded.

He could hear her suppressing a moan as his mouth flicked along her skin, his hands holding her hips along his body, and his fingers gently pushing the waist band of her shorts down, desperate to finally be inside of her, taste her, and feel her all around him.

"I really need," Brooke began desperately as she put her arms up in defeat and then put them along his shoulders.

"What do you need?" he whispered in her ear, biting softly as he felt her toenails dig into his leg, her reaction to not pulling both their pants off in that moment and screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Come on," was her only reply as she took hold of the waist of his boxers and pushed the fabric down, running her leg up and down his until she kneeled down in front of him and he stepped out of the blue boxers.

"No," he said softly, bringing her from her position. Because as much as he desperately wanted her mouth around him, teasing him, what he wanted more was to feel her. Most girls he didn't care about pleasuring, but rather just waited for them to work whatever magic they had, open their legs, and then he was gone in a few minutes. But with Brooke he always wanted to be careful about touching her and pleasuring her. And at this moment, with her wet hair streaked along her shoulders and panting breath along his face, he just wanted to make her moan his name and beg. More than anything he wanted to hear Brooke beg.

"What?" she asked standing in front of him, as he just kissed her lips softly and danced his fingers down her stomach and caressing the band of her shorts.

"Are you going to tell me what you need now?" he asked as she shook her head in embarrassment.

"Stop, Lucas," she chuckled, shifting in his arms as he slid his finger inside her short.

"No?" he asked curiously, slowly moving his finger further and further as she continued shifting, pushing herself along him and taking his lips along hers. Brooke's hand was quick to his cheek, pulling him along her as their kiss continued, burning her insides.

"Talk to me baby," Lucas said as he pushed his knee between her legs, rubbing along her as she sighed in satisfaction, her fingernail making its mark in his back.

"I…" she began but his finger slipper further, teasing her throbbing body as she felt weak in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Come on Brooke," he whispered, and he could feel her lips along his shoulder, her teeth gently tugging. Normally he let her have her way, the second he saw her growing in desperation, he would give her the pleasure she wanted, no matter what they were in the middle of. But the pleasure he got out of watching he squirm and struggle for speech was like an adrenaline rush and he just couldn't stop himself.

"Please," she whispered, her hand along his chest, moving lower and lower as he chuckled, bringing his hand out of her shorts and pulling them down before she could tease him like he had been doing to her.

"Please what?" he asked, as her back pressed along the ceramic wall.

"I'd rather not talk," she smiled kissing his wet lips as his finger rubbed her through the flimsy material of her panties. He could feel how much she wanted him, how much she was dying for him to rip the remaining article from her hips and bury himself within her.

"Fuck baby," she groaned, her finger digging into her sides, egging him on as he circled his finger around her, running horizontally between her legs, but not stopping to give any one place satisfaction. "I'm so wet," she whispered, bringing her leg around his hip as he smirked at her, bringing his hands to caress her breasts, as she raised her arms momentarily along the shower wall.

"I know…we're in the shower," he said and she just wanted to slap him but the look in his eyes turned her on to no extent, and she gave into his words.

"Not because the shower," she whispered softly, holding his hand as she brought it along the edge of her panties. "It's all you." And she couldn't help but smile as she watched his expression, her fingers pulling the material from her body and tossing it along with everything off and then she waited, for him to slowly step into place and finally reveal the desperate need for him to be inside of her.

She could feel him, his finger moved inside of her, and knew it was only the beginning, just another tease before he would finally grant her the one thing she needed. It was beyond simple desire.

"Stop teasing me Lucas," she begged him, moaning softly in his ear as he felt her contract around him, her leg brushing along his, ushering him.

"Not yet," he told her and he could feel her disappointment.

"Please Lucas," she moaned along his lips as he finally slid his finger from her body and replaced it with the thing she had wanted from the very beginning.

And the fire erupted as he thrust along her hips and created sensations he didn't know could be sensed, but he wasn't complaining, as her body tightened along his, and her fingernails burned holes in his back.

"Come to me Brooke," he whispered in her ear as she screamed softly along his shoulder, holding his so tightly along her own body.

"I can't," she said between breaths as she continued to thrust into her, both of them wanting nothing more than to scream and let go of the pressure.

"Yes you can," he smiled at her, taking her lips with his own in a sweet kiss, and brushed as small strand of hair into her face.

"I…" she swallowed. "Lucas," and with that final moan, she felt her body burst, feeling a euphoria settle over her that was completely and utterly indescribable.

And for a moment, the two let the water run over them as they just breathed, something they hadn't done since getting under the pounding shower.

"Why haven't we ever done that before?" Brooke asked, leaning her head along his shoulder as he chuckled, hugging her.

"And to think you didn't want to," he replied, kissing her nose.

"Had I known earlier I would have jumped into the shower without even waiting for you to join," she smiled.

"My babies all grown up," he joked as she snuggled closer into him, enjoying the moment.

"Yep," she smiled, slipping on the wet floor, Lucas catching her as she slid slowly along his body.

"Maybe not all grown up right?" he asked, softly kissing her as he tried to hold in the laughter.

Author's Note: Okay I can't lie I always feel so awkward writing little sex scenes. I feel like this is my first since it was SO completely different than the other one, which was soft and sweet. But I am never sure where to draw the line and not make things too visual… so I hope I did okay.

PLEASE review (:

Anonymous Review Thanks:

Sara- Thank you once again for your ah-mazing reviews. They always brighten my day so much! And oh I know you know that Brooke loves Lucas but sometimes I wonder if I am truly writing that or if I am just relying on my readers to assume… which I probably shouldn't do haha. But I am so happy that you always pick up on how much Lucas is changing and the really small things that he does because I think the small gestures really mean a lot. Of course this is a slightly different Lucas than we've seen in awhile. Maybe not… I don't know. And I am really hoping that this is a hot enough Brucas moment for you. You mentioned that you wanted some in your review… although I bet you weren't' referring to a (to me) descriptive sex scene. But I figured it was time because normally I just leave it off and let you all assume that, that is what they are doing. But I am pretty sure I will always feel so weird about writing these scenes only because I just never know when to draw the line and if my readers will enjoy things. And I REALLY try to pay attention to what my readers like… which is why I change directions with my story all the time. But okay I am going to stop rambling but thank you again for the review!

-Lily