"That movie was awful," Penelope said as she threw her soda in a nearby trash can.
"It wasn't awful," Spencer said as he linked his hand with J.J.'s.
He, J.J., Penelope, and Luke had gone to the movies to see the newest Thriller film. Penelope had tried to convince everyone to go see a romantic comedy to no avail.
"First of all, do we not see enough gore in real life? Why do we have to go see a movie with it too?" Penelope said as J.J. laughed. "Second, it was so unbelievable! I mean, I'm scared of everything, but even I couldn't be convinced to be scared of creatures growing in my draining pipes."
"So, you jumping and covering your eyes … that wasn't out of fear?" Luke teased.
"I did not!" she squeaked.
"You did too!" he mimicked her.
She playfully swatted his arm. J.J. watched their obvious interaction and looked to Spencer who gave a slight head nod that he saw it too.
"To be fair, Garcia is somewhat right. It is far-fetched to think that creatures would grow in house pipes," Spencer said with a grin.
"What about sewers?" J.J. laughed.
"Now, talk about far-fetched –" Spencer began.
"Hey, don't mess with the Ninja Turtles, Reid! Do not try and ruin my childhood heroes!" Luke said making the others laugh.
The rest of their walk home was mostly in silence, with a little bit of small banter here and there. They eventually went their separate ways, with Spencer and J.J. heading back to her apartment and Luke taking Penelope home.
"So, you caught that vibe too?" J.J. said the moment they were out of earshot.
"That they like each other?" J.J. nodded her confirmation. "Absolutely. The 'boy picking on girl he likes' routine never fools anyone."
"I was surprised when he started dating Lisa," she replied.
"It's not always a simple as that," he said softly. "Sometimes you do what you have to do when you can't have what your heart wants."
"Oh," J.J. said as she realized what he was saying.
"I'm not saying that to make you feel bad," he said glancing at her.
"I know, but sometimes I feel so angry at myself for wasting all the time we could've had together," she said leaning into his shoulder as they walked.
"I don't," he said surprising her.
She looked at him bewildered and he chuckled softly.
"I'm thrilled that we are getting our chance, please don't get that wrong," he started as he held her hand tighter in his own. "I am a firm believer that despite finding ourselves wishing to change the past, everything happens when it's supposed to.
I know that doesn't always make sense, but it's true. What if we were too young and it didn't work out, then we missed out on all those years of an amazing friendship that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world. And Henry and Michael, they wouldn't have been born."
"Does it ever hurt being right all the time?" J.J. grinned as she snuggled back into his arm, her hands sandwiching his one hand.
"No, it feels great actually," he teased.
Once they finally made it back to J.J.'s place, she went off to get ready for bed, while Spencer went to the kitchen to prep the coffee maker for the following morning. He finished up and went into the bedroom, where J.J. was already sitting in bed flipping through her phone.
While getting prepared for bed in the walk-in closet, he saw the papers sticking out of his coat pocket. He had meant to put them in his briefcase. He pulled them out and was about to put them away properly, when he stopped himself.
"Hey Jayje?"
"Yea?" she called out.
He appeared in the doorway and looked at her. She glanced up over her phone and smiled.
"What's up?"
"I was wondering something," he said nervously as he walked over to sit down on the bed.
J.J. put her phone on the nightstand and sat up straighter. The blanket rested against her lap.
"I was doing some research and I was wondering … did you still … wanna move in together?" His fingers were worrying the corners of the papers on his lap.
"Seriously?" she asked moving to sit on her knees, the blanket abandoned in a mess below her.
"Yea, I, uh, found some places I think might be nice for us and the boys," he said holding up the papers.
"Spence!" she squealed before throwing her arms around him.
He let out a shocked laugh as she bounced happily in his arms. She pulled back from the hug and took the papers out of his hand. She started flipping through them before looking up at him with tears in her eyes.
"Really?" she said as though she thought it was a trick or a dream.
"Really. I'd love nothing more than waking up every day to you," he said running his thumb along her cheek.
She threw the papers on the nightstand and dove back into his arms kissing him excitedly. His arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly. They only broke the kiss to catch their breaths, Spencer propping his forehead against hers.
"I love you," he whispered to her.
"I love you too," she whispered back.
Her heart started pounding as she felt a shift in the mood. Their breathing was borderline ragged and suddenly J.J. felt like she was on fire. Her body was screaming for him to touch her, but she stayed still, afraid of spooking him.
"Spence," she said softly, almost inaudibly.
His hand slipped up to cup her jaw, his fingers sliding into her hair. He brushed his lips lightly along her lips. It was so erotic she wanted to scream, but she forced herself to let him steer the way. He nipped at her lips so carefully, it was almost like a breeze touching her.
He pressed gentle kisses along her jaw and worked his way down to her neck, where she tilted to give him more access. She sighed as he licked and nibbled at her skin. She knew he could feel her pulse pounding, there was no way he'd miss it. She was sure the neighbors could hear her heart beating.
He sat up suddenly, catching her a little off guard. His face looked so relaxed and happy. Something she hadn't seen much of in the past few years. She smiled and lifted her hand to brush the few stray strands of hair out of his eyes.
"You're so beautiful," Spencer said, his eyes practically sparkling with awe.
In a move that she worried might be too risky, but she needed so badly, she slipped her hands under her tank top and lifted it over her head. Spencer looked down at her bare chest and slowly lifted his hand. His palm light-as-a-feather touched her nipple. It hardened and perked up immediately at attention.
J.J. reached for his other hand and pressed both hands firmly to her chest and squeezed. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back slightly as she sighed. She forgot how amazing it felt to be touched by someone you love.
"Lay down."
Her eyes popped open to see Spencer watching her. She obeyed and laid flat on her back, head on her pillow. Spencer leaned over her and pressed his lips to hers. His one hand held her hip, while the other propped him up. Her hands tangled in his hair as they kissed slowly, but passionately.
When they broke apart, Spencer looked her in the eye, and she saw the question lingering behind his stare. She gave a small nod and he moved down to her breasts, where he placed soft kisses along the mound of flesh. When he latched on to her nipple with a flick of his tongue, she twitched and let out a small moan.
To her surprise, after a few moments on each breast, he started kissing down her belly. When he reached the hem of her shorts, he hooked his fingers inside them and pulled them down along with her panties.
She waited for him to come back up to her, instead he settled between her legs. Her eyes widened and she threw her hand out to stop him. He sat back shocked and concerned he did something wrong.
"Spence, wait," she said as he sat up and backed away.
"I'm sorry, I should've asked –"
"No, no you did nothing wrong. No, I just … I've never really liked that," she said blushing.
"Really?" She nodded embarrassed. "Why? I mean, if you don't mind me asking."
He blinked at her with innocent confusion.
"It's just never been good. I don't know. Always seemed to be a waste of time," she shrugged.
He looked down at the sheets and then back at her with the corner of his lips turned up slightly.
"Do you trust me?"
"With my life," she said without hesitation.
"May I please try? If you hate it, you can stop me and I'll never ask you again," he said.
She nibbled on her cheek as thought about it. He was finally reaching out to her sexually, did she really want to tell him no the first time he wants to do something? It's not like she hated it, or it hurt her. It just never got her off and seemed pointless, but she wanted to encourage him to be open, so she nodded.
"Ok, but promise if I don't get off on it, please promise you won't take that personal," she said.
"Ok, I promise," he said before settling back in between her legs. "Lay back and relax."
He ran his hand up and down her legs, massaging gently as he went. Once he felt her relax a little, he pressed kisses to her inner thigh. He slowly played around her core, turning her own with his delicious lips leaving halos along her skin.
Finally, he stopped just in front of her middle. His finger reached out and traced the rim of her. She watched as he seemed to be studying how his movements affected her. His brow was furrowed in concentration as he slowly ran his finger along the slit, flicking the ball of nerves that hid just below the surface.
J.J. twitched at this. He looked up at her and a sly smile crossed his lips. Cocky little bastard. Before she could say anything, he leaned forward and placed a kiss to her clit. A tender, barely there kiss. She had to admit, it was kind of hot watching him try to turn her on, even if that effort would be in vain.
He looked back down at his work and brushed his tongue along her entire pussy a few times before leaning back and sucking a finger into his mouth. When he popped it back out of his mouth, he gently massaged her opening. She sat up on her elbows to watch as he slowly twisted his finger and pushed it carefully inside of her.
Despite herself, she let out an audible sigh. He glanced up at her with that smirk before leaning down and kissing her clit again. His finger curled inside of her while he continued to make out with her outside. He was so careful and methodical she was actually enjoying it somewhat.
His finger moved in and out in the perfect rhythm. She groaned when he pulled his finger out and slipped an extra one in with it. Now between the two fingers working inside of her and his mouth working outside of her, she was beginning to squirm.
Suddenly, he hit a spot on the inside that lined up perfectly with the outside and she yelped at the sensation. She felt Spencer chuckle as he started moving his mouth and fingers rapidly on that spot. The sound of his sucking and his groaning as he "ate her" sent her mind spinning. She threw her head back and reached her hand out to push his head harder into her.
"Shit, you little fucker," she moaned as she found herself moving her hips against his mouth. "That feels so good."
She knew he was smiling. She could almost feel the gloating as he continued to work her up. All of a sudden, she felt her body tightening and she was barely breathing as she held her breath and tried to furiously rub her pussy against his face.
"Spencer, fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkk," she cried as her body started shaking. Her legs slapping closed, clutching his head between them. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." She dropped to the bed, panting. Her eyes closed as her head twirled in a daze. She was slightly aware of Spencer rubbing her body in a soothing manner.
When she finally came to, she looked to see Spencer watching her with pure adoration. He was propped up next to her on his elbow, his other hand ran gently along her skin. She had planned on saying something, but instead she reached out and grabbed him by the neck, tugging him down to her lips.
She kissed him hungrily, tasting herself with each lick. She grabbed his t-shirt and yanked it over his head. They broke apart momentarily for him to slip the shirt off and toss it to the side. J.J. was latched back onto his lips the moment he was free from the shirt.
"Take it off," she mumbled against his lips as she pushed at his boxers he wore to bed.
While still kissing, he squirmed around and got his boxers off. Those too were abandoned somewhere in the room. He climbed on top of J.J. and kissed her with all the want, need, desire he'd been holding back for years.
"God, I love you so much," he said as he peeled himself off her lips to kiss along her face and neck.
"Love … you … too," she panted as he sucked on her earlobe.
She reached between them and grabbed his rock-hard dick in her hand. She was happy when he lifted up with a hiss and she was able to see it for the first time. It was absolutely perfect. The length, the size, perfect. Just like he was.
"Um, thanks," she heard him squeak.
She hadn't realized she had said that out loud, but it was ok, because it was true, and she wasn't ashamed of telling him how perfect he was. She continued to run her hand up and down his shaft. Her finger brushing along the throbbing vain.
"Lay down," she said as her thumb wiped at the pre-cum.
"Jen, I don't think I can hold out for that," he said as he swallowed hard. "I'm sorry."
"It's ok. Next time," she said with a smile.
She took his dick and slowly rubbed it along her slit. Spencer once again hissed as she teased the tip at her entrance. After a few gentle pokes, he started pushing harder and she let go to allow him to have control.
It only took three good thrusts before he was fully engulfed in her heat. He let out a groan as J.J. gasped at the feeling of him filling her. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. His eyes watched her carefully as he slowly began to move inside of her.
"Oh, Spence," she sighed. "I've dreamed of this day for so long."
"Me too," he said as his palms pressed into the bed, holding him above her.
He worked himself in and out as her hands roamed his back and clutched at his hair. It didn't take long before he started slamming into her harder. He held her one leg in his arm as he pounded into her. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the room.
Beads of sweat were forming along his forehead. The tips of his hair were wet. His hand slipped under her ass, cradling her against him as he thrusted in and out over and over. The bed smacked the wall and the bed springs squeaked. J.J. was loudly moaning as he hit her favorite spot again and again.
She felt herself nearing the end again and reached out to grab Spencer's neck. She pulled him against her so tight, they were both shaking from the exertion. Their foreheads were pressed together almost too hard, but they needed to be as close as possible. They needed to be one person.
"Spence," J.J. whimpered.
He couldn't speak. He was pressing so hard into her. He was concerned he might hurt her. But it felt too good to stop and he was too close now. J.J. shook as she clung desperately to him. Her fingernails digging into his skin as she stared him down.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
She screamed out as her walls burst again. This time more powerfully than the last. She felt heat run from the tips of her toes to her head and back down again. She shook and gasped through the biggest orgasm she'd ever had.
She felt Spencer slamming into her shakily before he cried out and she felt the warmth inside of her. He moved a few more times, milking the last of his orgasm, before he dropped next to her. His arm draped over her body, but his face collapsed into the blanket. They both laid in silence trying to regain awareness and their breaths.
Spencer looked up when he felt her shaking beside him. Her hands were covering her face as she sobbed quietly.
"I hurt you! I'm so sorry, J.J. –"
She took her hands away from her face and shook her head as she placed one of her hands on his cheek.
"No," she said with a wet smile. "No, that was the most amazing …" she stopped to look up and get her composure. "Spencer, I've never felt this before. That felt … "
"Like you were finally whole?" he said as his eyes clouded.
She nodded as tears streamed down her cheek. He leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers. They both kissed passionately as she continued to cry. When they pulled apart, Spencer wiped at her tears.
"Remember what Emily said about twin flames?" J.J. hiccupped.
Spencer nodded. He remembered it all too well. When he thought that their secret was out, but nothing would change. Somehow that made all of the love he felt for her more painful than ever before.
"When two people have different bodies, but share the same soul," he said wetly.
"Do you think that was our souls connecting?" she asked.
"Whatever it was, it was beyond anything I've ever felt in my entire life. Absolutely earth shattering," he said as he nuzzled into her neck.
"Yea," she agreed as she held him close.
As Spencer fell asleep in her arms, J.J. stared into the darkness. After tonight, there was no turning back. She was sure a piece of her left her body and latched onto Spencer. She knew without a doubt, he was her forever. Nothing would take him away from her …
(xxxxx)
A/N: there you go Jeid lovers! Hope that was everything you hoped for and more. Don't worry there is more of that to come! I'll try and have the next chapter up this weekend. Thanks for the love and comments! xoxo
