WARNING! WARNING! EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD! LEMON ALERT! ALL HANDS TO SMUT STATIONS!

"You shoot me down, but I won't fall. I am Titanium!" The music blasted in my ears as I opened my eyes. Immediately them pulled out a frantically locked around my dorm. It was indeed the dorm I knew. Rachel's jacket and button up shirt were both hanging off of my desk chair, and I had apparently replaced them with a simple, plain red T-shirt and a black jacket. My wolf shirt and leather jacket are still at Chloe's, I think. Taking a deep breath, I walked over to my desk and pulled out the drawer. In said drawer, was a small pill box; my anxiety medication. I immediately pulled out two of the pills and swallowed them with some water.

I let out a sigh and fell into my bed, letting the pills do their work. It took a little bit of time, but I eventually felt their calming effect washing over me, slowly but surely. I really needed it after what just happened. I just watched William go straight to his death, willingly, I might add. Somehow, he remembered everything after I jumped back in time. Was it because he was about to die? Because his time was ending? Will Chloe remember being in a wheelchair? If she doesn't, I don't know if I could tell her.

A bleep from my cell phone caught my attention. It was a text from, guess who, Chloe. One of many these past few hours, apparently.

Chloe: hey man
Chloe: I suck again
Chloe: sorry I got in your face and took my bullshit rage out on my best friend
Chloe: you didn't deserve that
Chloe: damon
Chloe: you there
Chloe: please answer
Chloe: youre scaring me
Chloe: please
Chloe: i can't handle this
Chloe: i can't be alone again
Chloe: please don't do this to me

Wow. She seems quite distraught. I had to feel a little guilty. I mean, I intentionally ignored her. I just spent the past eight or nine hours in an alternate reality. It seems that whatever time I spend in different realities like that ends up getting spent even if I fix things. Still, I did exist in the time in between the two jumps, even if I wasn't aware of it. That means, on some level, I purposely didn't respond to her texts. Christ, it feels like so long ago that Chloe and I had that argument in her truck. I can't even bring myself to be mad anymore.

With a sigh, I finally responded to her.

Damon: Come to my dorm.
Damon: Room 112
Chloe: on my way

She responded immediately. I prepared myself for the conversation to come. I might not be mad anymore, but Chloe and I do need to set things straight here. There are a few things she and I need to get out in the open. I need her to realize that I wasn't living it up in London either, and that I went through a lot of shit as well during my Hellraising phase. That I lost just as much as she did five years ago.

I heard the knocking over my music. Bon Jovi's Livin on a Prayer was playing when Chloe arrived. As soon as I heard the knocking, I switched off the music and sighed, getting up. Unlocking the door, I opened it, finding my oldest friend on the other side. It was such a relief to see the punk, blue haired Chloe again. I wanted nothing more than to hug her, but I held myself back. We're about to have a serious conversation. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she'd been crying. Without a word, I stepped aside and allowed her to walk in, closing the door behind her, and locking it, as per my usual habit.

"Damon, I…" Chloe started, but stopped when I held up a hand.

"You can't go on like this Chloe." I told her, sternly and simply. "I understand the desire to blame others, more than you realize, I understand." I sighed. "But there comes a time where you have to forget about pinning blame on anyone, or anything, and just move forward with your problems." I said.

"God, you sound like Mom." She gave a shake of her head. "She said the exact same thing." So she spoke to Joyce. That's good.

"She's right." I pressed. "And whilst I can understand that the past five years have been hell for you, I need you to realize that they weren't all that great for me either." I said with a sigh. "I was treated like an outcast in England because I raised here in America, you had your Angel in the form of Rachel, mine was my Sensei." I recalled the first lessons with her. "Though our relationship was much more professional." I added.

"I get it D, you suffered too. It's just… hard." Chloe sniffled, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.

"Did I ever tell you what happened to my father?" I asked her out of nowhere. "Did Joyce?"

"Uh, no." She responded, unsure. "I think you once said he was dead." She recalled.

"I lied." I revealed, shocking her. "My father abandoned my mother and I when I was five years old." I explained. Chloe's eyes were wide with shock. "He left us to be with a teenage whore that was barely 16 years old. And what was worse, is that he knocked Mum up with Jenny just two days prior to leaving." I went on. She was pale, beyond what I thought possible from her. "So when you ask if I know what it's like to watch my father walk out the front door and not know he's never coming back, I can say with full certainty that yes, I do know what that's like." I spat, though not necessarily at Chloe. "The only difference here, is that William loved you." It seems I carry a bit more anger towards my old man than I initially thought.

"Damon, I…. I'm so sorry, I… I never knew…" Chloe choked out, her eyes slick with tears.

"And that's not all." I sighed, turning away from her, one hand massaging my temple. "After that day, William was the only male role model I had in my life. Mum didn't date for years." I shook my head, turning back to face Chloe. "But William was the one who taught me how to drive, he was the one who took me to my first photography gallery, he was the one who bought me my first camera. Even though it doesn't work anymore, I still have it." I wiped away a few tears that threatened to fall. "I know how much William meant to you, but you weren't the only one who lost a father that day." I finally whispered. Chloe's eyes were wider than dinner plates.

She didn't say anything. She just stepped towards me and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. She finally allowed her tears to fall as I hugged her back, my own tears pouring. This is just like when we were kids. We weren't always on the same page. Sometimes we would yell at each other and not talk for days, but we always ended up apologizing and hugging it out. Sometimes crying would ensue, like this particular instance. We stood in place for several moments before separating her head from my shoulder. We still held each other.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, sniffling. "I never knew. You'd think after being best friends for 14 years, I'd see how you interact with my father." She bowed her head in shame. "I am such an idiot." She sighed self-deprecatingly.

"Hey." I said, hook one finger under her chin and making her look at me. "You were a child back then." I told her firmly. "And in many ways, you still are." She made to respond, but I stopped her. "Don't deny it." I told her. "We may have grown significantly since our days Captain Bluebeard and Dr Doom Silver." The nostalgic smile on Chloe's face made my heart flutter. "But neither of us are all the way there yet." I told her, reaching for her left hand and squeezing. I think my subconscious still saw the paralyzed arm there. "Besides all that..." I spoke up after a moment of silence. "I owe you an apology too. I shouldn't have ignored your texts for so long." I told her.

She gave a slight smile and brought her hands down to mine. "I can forgive you if you forgive me?" She offered halfheartedly, making me laugh.

"Deal." I said, hugging her again. She took in a deep sigh and let it out as she held me tight as I held her. As we separated, she took a moment to unwind and sit down on my bed, calming herself down. I took this moment to really look at her.

She really was beautiful. A pretty face, beautiful blue eyes that outshone her blue hair several times over, though not to say the blue hair wasn't pretty at all. Her skin was pale and smooth, and it looked so soft. Part of me wanted to rub my face against every square centimeter of her body. Her legs were long and toned, to say nothing about her enticing hips. She truly was one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen…

Damn, William was right, wasn't he?

"This has to stop." I said out of nowhere, pacing around my dorm room. Chloe was still sitting on my bed, her arms crossed, looking up at me with a frown. The apologies and the opening up were nice and all, but I think she and I need to get some things out right now.

"What do you mean?" She asked, confused.

"Chloe, I'm glad we made up, but I realized something." I said with a sigh, looking at her. Sighing again, I grabbed my desk chair and slumped into it. "I think today proves that in the past five years have changed us more than we realize." I told her, making her pause to think. "We can't have the same relationship we had when we were tweens." I massaged my temples.

"What are you saying?" She asked, a small hint of fear in her voice as I stood up and turned to look out of the window. She too stood up.

A moment of silence passed between us, and I took the time to really think. It was really just a moment, but so many thoughts ran through my head in that time. Seeing Chloe get shot by Nathan, almost get hit by a train, shoot herself, and her state in the alternative timeline have all hit me really hard. Not to mention the conversation I had with William. It really was only a minute or so that I thought about this just now, but that was all it took for me to see what was hanging right in front of my face all this time; the feelings I've been holding all these years. My feelings for Chloe.

Thanks William. I owe you one.

With a deep breath, I turned and faced her. "We've grown up Chloe, and our friendship has to as well." I told her, surprising her with the seriousness in my tone. "I know what I want." I said, stepping forward until we were only a few centimeters away. "The question is, what do you want?" I asked, calmly and simply.

She didn't answer immediately, taking the time to choose her words.

"Ever since I met Rachel, I had all these plans in my head for my future, and for the longest time, none of them involved you." She finally said, looking right into my eyes.

"I see." I said, pain sliding it's way into my chest. So that's it.

"No, you don't." She said, snapping my attention back to her. "Ever since my Dad died, it's just one loss after another. You left, my Mom prefers spending time with David, and Rachel was spreading her legs for Frank!" Tears were welling up in her eyes again. "I don't want to feel let down and abandoned anymore, I don't want to be alone! So if you promise me that you will never leave me behind again, that you won't die on me, and that you will never abandon me for someone else, then yes, I will say it." She said, looking at me with intense seriousness. "I will tell you what I want." She told me, her teary eyes boring into my own.

I narrowed my eyes seriously. A moment of silence, again. "I will never leave you alone." I told her, taking a step towards her. "I will never abandon you. I will never choose someone else over you, and I will make sure that, even if it's only one day, I will outlive you." I said seriously, our noses almost touching. "I promise." I whispered.

Chloe stared right into my eyes, as if judging whether or not I was telling the truth. Apparently, she decided I was, judging by what happened next. She leaned forward, our lips almost touching.

"Good." She whispered, pressing her lips against mine softly. I responded gently, placing my hands on her waist as she brought hers to my shoulders. The kiss was soft, gentle, and a quite bit longer than the one in her room earlier. Honestly, it was only earlier today, but it feels like a lifetime ago that Chloe dared me to kiss her in her room. It's easy to forget that we only reunited a little more than two days ago. As we separated, we looked into each other's eyes, smiling softly. Within seconds however, our soft smiles turned into wide, happy grins.

No words needed to be spoke. We both knew what we wanted, and our eyes portrayed that to the other. There was nothing stopping us. Desire burned in my chest as she kissed me again, this time more deeply, more passionate. With a faint growl emanating from my throat, I rushed forward, pushing her against the closed door; a rough action that she did not oppose to as she removed my jacket from me.

EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD

Refusing to let my lips leave hers, I grabbed her beanie and tossed it back. It landed on my laptop as I started working on Chloe's jacket. I made quick work of that. Her tank top was large, and rather baggy on her, so it was easy to slip it down past her shoulders, not unlike a dress. She pushed forward slightly, off of the wall so that her shirt could fall down past her waist and onto the ground. As it did, she grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled up. We separated, begrudgingly, so that my shirt could come off.

As I opened my eyes to see her, I saw that all she had on was her bra and jeans. Somehow, she had removed her boots and socks in the midst of our passionate liplock. All I had on was my own jeans; I hadn't been wearing any shoes or socks when Chloe arrived. Looking directly into my eyes, she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra, removing it, and throwing it to the side. Her breasts weren't big at all, but that didn't hinder her sex appeal at all. She was lithe, smooth, beautiful.

She was mine.

And her nipple piercings were sexy as hell.

After staring at each other for a moment, Chloe stepped forward and locked lips with me once more, jumping up and wrapping her legs around me. I held her up by her ass cheeks. She might not have much in the bust area, but her thighs and ass were quite well developed. Her ass was just so soft and juicy. I think you might have guessed by now that I consider myself an ass man.

As I sat down on my bed, Chloe untangled her legs from around me so as to straddle my hips. I didn't let go of her ass though. As I pulled back, I latched my teeth on one of her nipples. I heard her breath hitch as I nibbled on her nipple, the metal of her piercing putting a slight metal taste in my mouth. Oddly enough, I didn't mind. Chloe hugged my head to her chest as I switched to the other nipple, using my hands to bring her jeans down. Refusing to let me separate from her chest, she helped me in getting them off of her, shuddering slightly, but noticeably, as I caressed her soft, now bare, thighs.

All she had on now was a pair of black panties, with a blue butterfly on the front(I ignored that little coincidence in favor of my current activities.) I could feel a slightly damp spot as she ground her crotch into mine.

Lust taking me over, I grabbed her by her shoulders and flipped us around, maneuvering so that she ended up resting her head on my pillow. I stared into her eyes, seeing her face flushed with lust as my own, before lowering myself to her neck, kissing her there softly, earning shuddering gasps. As I continued to nuzzle her neck, I used my left hand to tweak her nipple softly, whilst I used my right hand to softly caress her lower lips through her panties with my middle finger, earning another hitch of her breath.

As I pressed my lips to hers again, I teasingly laid my hand on her inner thigh, slowly sliding it up. She whined into the kiss as I eased my hand under her panties from the side. I reveled in her moans as I slightly teased her lower lips with my fingers, having pushed her panties to the side. She dug her nails into my shoulders, begging me to go on. I obliged, without so much as a warning, as I pushed my middle finger into her slit. She was completely smooth shaven down there.

She shivered as I slid my finger back and forth within her, rubbing and prodding at her warm, wet insides without mercy. She rolled her hips slightly in response to my hand as I used my free hand to cup her cheek, deepening the kiss as we continued our heavy petting. As I tangled my fingers in her hair, I continued to play with her pussy, her sensual moans driving me crazy as I added my ring finger into the mix. She apparently enjoyed the extra digit, judging by how her walls seemed to wrap tightly around them a moment after. As I hit a certain spot, she jerked back with a gasp as I smirked mischievously.

Giving her one more kiss on her lips, lingering for a moment, I moved downwards, causing her to remove her hands from my shoulders as I situated my body between her thighs. I planted small kisses on her thighs as I slowly slid her panties down. She adjusted her legs to assist me, her face flushed with desire and a little embarrassment. Smirking, I leaned forward and planted a small, gentle kiss on her clit, making her breath hitch again. Continuing, I softly prodded her lower lips with my tongue. Shuddering as I did so, Chloe locked her hands in my hair, gently pulling on it. As I reveled in Chloe's moans and mewls, I rubbed and licked her clit, adding my finger back into the equation. She moaned at the sensation, her fingers digging into my scalp.

Throwing all caution to the wind, I slid my tongue right into her and began to vigorously lap up at her inner walls, relishing her taste. Her breath sped up and her back arched as I licked her, teasing her ruthlessly with my finger in search of her sweet spot. Her musical moans of 'more' egged me on further as she gripped my hair tightly. Her body froze for a split second as I brushed against a particular spot with my finger. Smirking triumphantly, I removed my finger and dove in deep with my tongue, attacking her sweet spot.

Chloe gasped out loud, her eyes widening as she bit her lip hard. Her walls tightened around my tongue as I continued my ministrations, attacking her sweet spots with vigor and hunger. She came with a cry, cumming in my mouth as I eagerly lapped up every drop of her release. She tasted so damn good. I continued to eat her out even as she rode out her orgasm, getting softer and gentler with each passing second. As her enter body slumped into the bed, I slowly pulled back, licking my lips with a smirk as I slid up, turning her head to face me. The second her eyes met my own, a fire returned to them, and she kissed me with passion, our tongues writhing together, rather than fighting for dominance.

"You taste amazing." I smirked teasingly, earning a cute darkening of her cheeks, though she smirked back.

"I know." She responded, kissing me once more. "Never had a guy do that for me." she said, surprising me. Neither of us were virgins, that much I knew, but I would have thought someone would have done that for her.

"What about girls?" I asked with an amused smile.

"Duh." She shot back, kissing me once again, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Fuck me." She whispered breathlessly as we separated. Who was I to deny such a request?

Having already unbuttoned my jeans, I slid them them down along with my underwear, allowing my now painful erection to breath. Her eyes honed in on my manhood and widened slightly before giving me a naughty grin. I wasn't hung like a horse as one usually sees in erotic fan-fictions and porn, but I did have decent size and girth. I was honestly a little proud at the aforementioned widening of her eyes, momentary as it was. Kissing her softly, I lined myself up with her wet pussy, and slowly slipped inside her.

She let out a ragged breath coupled with a whine as I fully sheathed myself inside her. By her reaction, I'd say it's been a good long while for her, as it has for me. I had to hold myself still for a moment to stop from blowing right then and there. She was that tight. Combine that tightness with the smooth wetness of her insides, it was a blissful feeling. As I pulled back and started nuzzling at her neck, I placed a hand on her hip and started to slowly slide out of her, before thrusting back in. A loud, throaty moan escaped her.

I wasn't worried about other people hearing us. Several times this month, other male students have brought girls into their dorm rooms and not bothered being quiet. No one would be too rattled about what was happening between Chloe and I right now.

As I kept one hand on her waist, and another groping her ass, I slowly began to pick up speed, feeling her rock her hips in tandem with mine. She pulled my head back and locked her lips with mine, moaning into the kiss as we reveled in our fornication. The sensual moans she released and the tightness of her pussy around me only fueled the fire within me. I pulled back from the kiss and sat up, refusing to slow down in my thrusts. Regarding her with a half-lidded gaze, I continued to pound her, the sounds she made sending me to new heights of desire.

"Fuck, more!" Chloe let out through ragged breaths. "Harder, faster!" She bit her lip as she begged, her hands gripping the sheets of my bed tightly as her walls squeezed me harder. I could only oblige. "Fuck me!" She cried out as a faint growl escaped my throat. I slammed into her like freight train with all of my strength, her walls squeezing as if not wanting to let go. Her back arched as I leaned forward, our hands joining, fingers intertwining, and our eyes locked in each other.

As I felt my limit nearing, I started driving my length into her deep as I could, fast as I could. She whined into my mouth as I kiss her fully, my tongue massaging her own. She seemed to get the message, wrapping her arms around my neck, and her endowed legs around my waist. I wanted to protest, to tell her to let me go so I could pull out, but the lust, the want, the need, that I felt was just too much.

Chloe suddenly jerked up against me, her entire body locking up as she climaxed, screaming into our kiss. Her walls tightened beyond measure, immediately setting off my own orgasm. I pushed as much of my length into her as I could, filling her up with my cum. We held our position for but a few moments after our lips separated, staring at each other as we basked the high of our orgasmic pleasure. Afterwards, however, our bodies gave out, and we fell limp. My head rested on Chloe's modest, but soft, bust. We both breathed heavily as we basked in the afterglow.

A few moments passed before we regained some strength. I was still inside her, somehow still hard, as our eyes locked again. I was about to say something, I don't really remember what, but before I could, I saw something that caught me by surprise. Chloe's eyes; it was like a fire had been lit inside of them. All of a sudden, she pushed me up by my chest and flipped our positions, surprising me with her strength. I was then on my back, my head resting on my pillow, with Chloe straddling my lap, my cock still inside of her.

Without a word, she started bouncing up and down on me with passion.

I let out a faint moan as she did her work. She was being very rough with me right now, maybe more so than I was with her. The way her hands pushed down on my chest so hard, it was as if she was telling me not to move at all. She slammed down onto me, moaning out loud as we enjoyed each other. As I closed my eyes, I reached around and squeezed her ass cheeks, something she did not oppose to, and helped guide her hips up and down on top of me.

This carried on for an unknown amount of time. Eventually, however, I felt something wet touch my cheek. Opening my silver eyes, I saw Chloe's own blue orbs slick with emotional tears, running down her cheeks, and falling onto my face.

"Chloe…" I whispered, my voice full of emotion. Reaching up, I cupped her wet cheeks and pulled her face down on my own, giving her a soft kiss. She didn't let up with her hips as I did so though. Our second little session didn't last nearly as long as the first. As I felt my limit nearing yet again, Chloe slammed down on me really hard one more time. At that moment, we both released.

I shot more of my cum deep into her womb, and her love juice oozed out onto my lap. I didn't care though. We both went limp yet again, Chloe's head resting on my chest this time. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her to my chest tightly, before she looked up at me. Our lips connected in a soft, ironically chaste, kiss. As we separated, she gave me a smile that made my heart flutter.

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"I love you." I whispered to her, the words escaping me without my permission, making her eyes widen. Strange thing is, I meant it. Even back when we were tweens, playing pirates and sneaking her parents' wine, I loved the girl, the woman, I'd just had sex with. She was everything to me. Why it took me almost 20 years to realize it, I have no idea.

Eyes welling up, Chloe looked at me with the happiest smile I've ever seen from her. "I love you too." She said, kissing me softly again. This kiss was different to every other we had thus far. It was not passionate and sexy, nor soft and chaste. It was warm, and full of emotion. As we separated, she lay her head on my chest once more as I brought the blanket up to cover us. "I'm sorry…" She mumbled, nuzzling my chest.

"For what?" I asked, holding her close.

"Crying like a big fat virgin in bed…" She murmured. I could see her cheeks gaining a little color, making me grin in amusement.

"Don't apologize." I told her, tightening my hold on her briefly. "Don't be afraid to show your feelings to me." I whispered in her ear, making her shudder slightly. I had to give a small grin.

"Ass…" She mumbled cutely as I brought the blanket over our naked forms.

"I do consider myself an ass-man." I smirked at her, groping her ass under the sheets.

"I noticed." Chloe responded dryly, making me snicker as she laid her head on my chest, nuzzling me gently. We both took a moment to just enjoy holding each other. It was a soft, calm, peaceful bliss. "I still want to find Rachel." She finally whispered.

"I know." I responded simply. I wasn't surprised.

"I don't know what to do." She told me honestly. "I'm with you, but I miss her, and I…" She trailed off, not knowing how to continue.

"I won't stop." I told her, making her look up at me with wide eyes. "Just promise me that I'm the only you'll be with." I said. What? She likes girls too. Who am I to deny her what her body craves? "If you promise that I'm the only man you're with, I don't mind if you go as wild as you want with the ladies." I told her with a soft smile.

"You mean it?" She asked, shocked and elated.

"I do." I gave her a single nod. She smiled brightly and kissed me again, with a lot of raw passion. Things quickly became more heated, especially when she started stroking me until I was hard again.

"I never did return the favor." She said with a smirk. I was going to ask what she meant, but I got my answer when she went down under the blanket and started doing something with her mouth that felt really, really good.

"Oh dear God." I breathed out as she worked her mouth. I think this is just the start of a really wild and really great relationship. The fact that it's with Chloe only makes it better.

OK, how awesome was this chapter? It was great, right? Emotional, game-changing, and just plain hot. I must admit, the only reason this chapter is out so soon, is because I already wrote the lemon beforehand. Seriously, I finished the lemon back when I was still in the middle of writing Episode 2. I guess it's true what they say about finding the right ending and having the story basically write itself.

Anyways, please tell me what ya'll think about the chapter. Not just the lemon, but also the emotional connection that's established, and the turmoil that our heroes felt here. This development in their relationship has been a long time coming, and neither of them knew it. Also, there is one particular bit that was inspired by a show that I used to watch. Shoutout to anyone who can figure out which bit and what it's inspired by!

Please review!