Thanks a lot, Darweiner7! Your review definitely made my day :) About Nefera and Jackson's relationship, it will remain a secret for most of the story, even though more and more characters are going to learn about it, starting with Holt. Don't worry, he'll learn soon enough. There will be multiple scenes where Nefera and Jackson will open up to one another because both will have new secrets. It seems like I don't think of them as an honest couple, and for what will come of them, let's just say that I think my story has two parts, one before Nefera learns about Holt and one after that. "Part one" as we'll call it is mostly focused on Jackson and "Part two" will be about Holt. (Thank you again, I hope you'll like the next chapters as much as you loved the previous ones)
- On a sadder note, I know a lot of my readers might currently be in quarantine right now, and I hope you're well, I also hope that my story is distracting enough for you. Where I live, I've been asked to stay home and not go to work but to keep myself available, so I will probably have enough time to write a few chapters and maybe post them more frequently.
Enjoy your reading!
On Monday, at noon, as Deuce was looking for sitting next to his best friend, he couldn't find him in the cafeteria. It wasn't on Jake's habits to skip lunch, let alone on Monday when they had their little talks where they would tell the other about their weekend. Deuce's weekend had been amazing. Cleo had thrown one of the greatest party he had ever attended to, most of the school had been there, but Jackson hasn't. He'd told Deuce he needed to see his girl, the sucker, as Deuce called the mysterious human. Deuce knew very little about his friend's new interest and, to be honest, if it weren't for the hickeys he'd spotted on Jackson's jaw earlier, he wouldn't even believe this girl would've ever existed.
Deuce kept looking for Jake and came to the conclusion he simply wasn't here as he stepped in the corridors to look for Jackson somewhere else. He cursed himself but his curiosity of learning about Jake's sex life was stronger than his will to listen to Cleo spreading gossips if he stayed inside alone.
He finally found Jake several minutes later, the dark-haired kid was sitting on a bench in the gymnasium where the team used to play Casketball, his head in his hands.
"Dude? What are you doing here? I've been looking for you everywhere…", said Deuce as he sat next to his friend and started to frown when he saw Jake's face.
He had bags under his eyes and a shitty face, and Deuce immediately knew that Jackson's weekend had been crap.
"Fuck, what happened?", he asked, concerned.
"I hate my life.", answered Jake.
"It didn't go well with the sucker?"
Jackson simply chuckled to his friend, who kept staring at him with a look of misunderstanding.
"It was perfect at first, you know. We… huh, pleased, each other, and it was amazing. But…", he said, sighing. "We didn't do it."
"What? Why? I thought you said you were sure you two would… Fornicate.", replied Deuce.
"Yeah, we thought too. I'm just, I don't know out of fucking luck or something."
"What happened, then?"
What happened? After she'd blown his dick she proposed they'll take a shower before diving in… It all went perfect, she was kissing him and jerking him off at the same time with one hand, as she was touching herself with the other. And suddenly, the bubble of happiness and lust they've been stuck in for a good two hours had popped off when he felt her hand stopped moving around his shaft and she stopped kissing him.
He'd seen her gaze drop to the level of their crotches and looked too, only to see the hand that wasn't around his dick covered with red. He'd barely the time to react that she had withdrawn from him, letting go of his still hard member, and immediately thrown her hand under the faucet to rinse it from the bright color, as she started to repeat his favorite word over, and over.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Really?"
"What? What's this? Did I hurt you?", he had asked her as she finally raised her eyes to meet his.
She had had a small laugh but her face soon turned to an expression of sadness as she was cupping one of his cheeks.
"I'm so sorry, it's just my moon blood.", she'd said with an apology look.
It took Jake some time to understand what she meant by this term he'd never heard before. He was holding her left arm, caressing it thoughtfully before he finally understood that he wasn't the cause of this bleeding and that moon blood meant periods. Oh.
"Oh. Okay. Huh, do you want me to stay?", he'd said before he saw her eyebrows rise and he knew he shouldn't have said that.
Deuce couldn't help himself but laugh at his friend. Gosh, Jake really was unlucky when it came to sex.
"Do you want me to stay? Really? Jake, dude, you couldn't get more screwed…", he said as he kept laughing between two breathes. "Shit… What did she say?"
"She threw me out. Said she would see me on Monday, so technically, I'll see her tonight.", Jake answered. He felt terrible and didn't think the situation could get any worse. "It's not just the fact that we didn't fuck, honestly, I couldn't care less about that, but I didn't act as I should have in this situation. She probably hates me."
Deuce had stopped laughing, finally, and thought that he should be a good friend and reassure Jake about this situation he'd found himself in almost every time Cleo had had her moon blood, as she called it.
"Chills, man. Cleo always becomes a real bitch in that time of the month…"
Not just then, thought Jake.
"But in the end, as soon as she's done with her week, she goes back to being that perfect girl she usually is…", said Deuce as he ignored the snort his best friend made, rolling his eyes to the sky. "Speaking of perfect… Let me tell you about my weekend."
Jake laughed, already partially knowing what this would imply, perfect, for Deuce, meant he'd got laid with Cleo.
"Let's begin with Friday night, I had the most amazing sex, dude. And since you didn't, I dedicate it to you.", started Deuce with a chuckle.
"No thanks.", laughed Jackson, cheering up already.
He hated to hear about Deuce's most intimate life, but his friend always knew how to make him smile.
"I swear to you Jakey, I never had such a boner as I had Friday. Dude, you remember Cleo's evil sister? She came by on Friday, at lunch, made you a little wink.", he kept going with a nasty grin on his face.
Jake nodded to him as his smile faded. Why the fuck did Deuce mentioned his girlfriend when he talked about the 'most amazing sex'? Did she lie to him? Was she having an affair with Deuce? 'Cause that would explain why she doesn't want people to know about them. He began to freak out as his best friend kept telling him about his Friday night.
"Well turns out the gorgeous had a guy in her room that night. Well, either a guy or a new toy but boy, how she was loud. You know, I went out to pee and I walked past her room and her moanings just got louder and louder, you should've heard that.", said the Gorgon's son as he started to mimic Nefera's moans, with the only purpose of making Jackson laugh.
It didn't. The human tried to keep an emotionless smile on his face but his fists were clenched and his blood was boiling. He dug his nails into his palms as he tried not to punch Deuce for mocking his girlfriend's moans. Jackson was driven mad at the sole thought that his best friend had heard what he thought was the most arousing and hottest sound he'd ever heard. He took a deep breath, which turned out to be shaky, and made Deuce's attention turn back on Jake.
"You okay, man?", asked the serpent boy.
"Yeah, it's just. I don't know, it's kind of gross, don't you think? I mean, you fucked Cleo with a boner her sister gave you. Not really your classiest move."
Deuce tried to analyze his friend, in vain. His friend could be hard to read, sometimes, times like right now. He never protested when Deuce told him who he'd thought of when he last jerked off, or who gave him erections. He never judged. And that was kind of the main reason why they got along so well. Deuce didn't judge him for having a split personality, - personality he despised, by the way, Holt being an asshole with him most of the time - and Jake didn't judge Deuce for his weird tendencies…
It wasn't that Cleo didn't arouse him. 'Cause, fuck, she did. But he found it more… exciting to think of other girls too. It was like cheating but with zero consequence, since Cleo didn't know, and the girls didn't either. It was his kink, let's say, everyone had, no one really assumed them. For example, his girlfriend liked to be insulted in bed, he did and it just made their sex even better. Deuce really cared for the Egyptian princess. He loved her. And, to be quite frank, he didn't think as much to other girls as he pretended, most of the time, once he was inside of the little brunette, he couldn't think of anyone but her.
Last night, though, he really imagined he was shagging with her older sister. Nefera. He liked her, even if Cleo couldn't help but always complain about her. Deuce liked people with some respondents, who could retort to him whenever they wanted to. Nefera was one of those people. They weren't friends, but when he saw her, they would always tease each other with insults, much to Cleo's disarray. But, as Jake has put it, it indeed wasn't right to think of Cleo's sister during their night sessions, neither was it respectful for each of the sisters.
He sniffed, lost in his thoughts. It took him a few seconds to come back to reality, and when he did, he met his friend's gaze. It seemed like Jake was both annoyed and worried, and Deuce knew that, even if he asked why, his friend would avoid this question masterfully.
"You're right. It isn't fair, I shall tell Neffie to lower it down a bit next time. To avoid this… kind of situation.", said Deuce with a little smile.
Jake nodded thoughtfully, smiled too, and listened to the end of his best friend's story distractedly, as he was trying to find a way to get Nefera's forgiveness, later that day.
When Jake opened the door of her bedroom and slithered inside, he saw her waking up from her nap. She didn't look as in shape as she usually did, but it made her look even more human. She had a wet fabric on her forehead, and she flinched as she tried to sit up in her bed. Nefera smiled a bit when she saw he carried a flower bouquet in one of his hands.
"Are you good? You seem… tired.", he said as he sat next to her, putting the back of his free hand against her left cheek to check on her temperature.
"Yes, don't worry, it's only some cramps. I'm used to it.", she said and reached for the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss.
She bit his lower lip and he felt himself growing tight in his jeans. Good thing she still had that effect on him, after their last encounter, he was so worried about their argument that he didn't have any erection of all the weekend, at least, when he was awake. Holt had been out for most of Saturday and Sunday, and Jake had woken up in his bed early this morning.
Their kiss soon became a lot more, and he entered his tongue inside of her mouth and she started to make room for him to come upon her.
"Wait, I gotcha this, as an apology.", he said as he handed the bouquet to her.
She backed up to take a better look at it and noticed it was a Calla Lillies bouquet. White flowers that were common in Ancient Egypt, when she was a little girl and his family name hadn't been invented yet. She grinned at him as she took note that he'd been making researches to please her.
"Thank you, you didn't need to.", she said all the while smelling the flowers.
"Yeah, I did, I shouldn't have left you Friday night. I shouldn't even have come up with the idea of leaving you. I'm sorry.", said Jackson when he got closer to her and kissed her neck.
She put down the bouquet on her nightstand and put her hands back in his hair as she pushed him more against her.
"It's fine, you didn't know how to react, it's okay.", she managed to phrase through her accelerating breathing.
He was pulling on the skin of her neck with his teeth and she felt a chill run up her spine. Nefera spread her legs, inviting him inside those, and when he was upon her she joined her ankles together on his lower back, kissing him again, as he already started to push his hips against hers. She felt his jeans scrub against the yoga pants she only wore when she was indisposed and felt her tampon push a little inside of her, and this feeling she usually thought was irritating now made her only more turned on. So, to that, she let out a moan. A single moan that brought Jake back to the conversation he had had earlier with Deuce and he stopped kissing the princess immediately.
"Fuck, I really need to tell you something. I nearly wanted to kill Deuce, at noon.", he said as he pushed on his arms to keep himself above her.
"What's that? Why?"
"You need to soundproof your bedroom. Deuce heard you moan Friday night."
He saw her frown and pushed herself on her arms as well to sit back on as he sat on his knees.
"Deuce heard what? I don't get it."
"Deuce heard your moans and bragged about it in front of me. He claimed you gave him the hardest boner he ever had.", Jake spat. "So please, soundproof your room, ask your father, or whoever you want, I don't give a shit. I just don't want my best friend to hear those little sounds of yours, ever again."
She smiled at him and kissed him back. He was jealous! Well, of course, he was. She would murder someone if she learned that someone was aroused because of Jake's sounds, which, by the way, turned herself on more than any erotic book she could ever read.
"Wait, you want me to ask my dad to soundproof my room?", she chuckled, mockingly. "Okay, then, pretend you're me, and I'm my father. Show me how you will ask me."
"Easy. Dad, can you soundproof my room, please?", he said, gesturing her flipping her hair back.
"Hm-hm. Why, honey?", she answered with a deep voice.
Jake hesitated. She had a point. She couldn't ask her father to soundproof her bedroom so she would be able to get fucked by an unknown guy she wasn't even supposed to know and who wasn't supposed to come to their palace.
"So I could play an instrument in my room.", he said, shrugging and laughing at the same time. He knew that wouldn't work either, because they had a music room purposely built for that. "Oh, we could shag in the music room!"
He saw her theatrically gasp at the word 'shag' before she smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"Or you could just shut me up.", she teased, kissing him again deeply.
His hands slid under her tank top to reach her breasts and, more specifically, her nipples. He rolled them both between his thumbs and indexes and heard her moan in his mouth, making Jake smile.
Next Friday came quicker than she'd expected, and she was eager to see Jackson again. Monday night, she was so close to asking him to take her. Teasing, obviously, wasn't the greatest idea when your hormones were on fire during your periods, as people called them now. So Nefera ended up telling Jake they shouldn't see each other until Friday, when they will be able to finally have sex. Well, Saturday, actually, since her father usually fell asleep around midnight and they had to wait for him to sleep before letting Jackson in. Anyway, they only could speak to each other during late-night phone calls, which have turned twice into phone sex, despite her will to do things right.
She smiled at the memory of his sounds as she got out of her bathroom, walking towards her bedroom. She stopped, though, when she saw the front door open as her father got home. He usually spent the weekend with his daughters, but couldn't last week because of business. Royal obligations, he should say. Ramses was glad to see his eldest child run in his direction and nearly jump to his neck. Nefera had always loved her father, she couldn't stay mad at him very long.
"Hey, sweet face, what are you doing here? I thought you would be out by this time…", he said as she tied her bathrobe knot tighter.
"What do you mean, what am I doing here?", she said as she raised an eyebrow, a mimic both of his girls got from their mother. "Where else would you want me to be?"
"Well, didn't you say that once your punishment was up you would, I quote "leave these damn walls and disappear from Salem forever"?", he asked, amused.
He was lucky enough to have inherited two drama queens for daughters. They would always exaggerate when something 'unfair' were to happen to them, although Cleo usually tend to beat her sister on this matter, Nefera didn't quite accept the fact that she was locked up in her own house for nearly three months, which Ramses could understand. But unfortunately, it wasn't the first time Nefera would try to annihilate her sister, by jealousy, he assumed, so he had to act in consequence, even if he knew that his wife would have killed him for punishing one of their daughters for so long.
"What? I'm not grounded anymore?", she asked, as her voice became high.
"Yes, since Monday. Cleo didn't tell you?"
She looked like her eyes would pop out of her skull as she clenched her teeth and raised both of her hands between their two faces, her fingers tensed, like they tried to crush something. Probably her father, or Cleo.
"I told her to inform you that the spell would warn off on Monday morning if you didn't try to ruin her party this weekend. She said she'd told you."
Nefera wanted to scream. And rip her father's face off. She snorted as she turned her back to her dad and put her hands on her temples, massaging them while she tried to calm down.
"Dad. Did you really think, that this little minx, this freaking… Ugh", she said, swallowing back an insult that would have kept her locked at home for another two months. Her voice was slow and sounded almost threatening. "Did you really think that Cleo, who hates me, and whom I hate even more, would inform me that I wasn't grounded anymore?!"
She let out another grunt as she looked at her father who was watching her blankly.
"How can one person be that credulous?!", kept screaming Nefera while her father was massaging the bridge of his nose.
She was doing back and forth between the way to her bedroom and her father, not knowing what to do or say anymore. She hated him. She grunted again as she left for good the living room, going back to her room and he could hear her mumble "Worst father ever", which had Ramses let out a long sigh.
Back in her room, she didn't know if she should laugh or cry, so she did both. She dried her hair and straightened them first. She didn't know what to wear, she didn't know what time it was on the temperate climate side of Salem. She tried to remember what temperature usually was at the end of March but she soon decided that checking on her phone would be easier and faster. 73°F on the Human part, where Jackson lived.
She opted for a small, short and flowy white dress and a denim jacket as well as some camel sandals. She was ready in less than an hour, after she'd put on some eyeliner and some lipgloss that smelled and tasted like mint. Nefera picked her bag and, as she walked into the living room, in front of her father, she grabbed his suitcase and looked for his credit card.
"You owe me that.", she said as he raised an eyebrow.
She could hear him chuckle as she left the palace, nearly running outside for the first time in three months. Well, not really the first time since she'd been allowed out last week, but her father was there and she couldn't be dramatic about how much she'd missed the wind in her hair. As soon as she left the sand area, she was hit by a wave of fresh air that sent a huge strand of hair directly on her lips.
I take it back. I didn't miss it., she thought as she tied her hair into a messy ponytail with a golden scrunchie.
It took her an hour to finally arrive in Jake's neighborhood, partly because of her damn GPS that wasn't working for half an hour, partly because she had to walk slowly because of the wind that would raise her dress and she didn't want the whole world to see her lingerie. So when she ended up standing in front of the Jekyll house, she took her time flattening her dress, brushing her hair with her fingers, and putting some more lipgloss before she climbed the stairs that led her to the front door.
She knocked slightly as she heard someone walking towards her to open, and she found herself in front of a middle-aged lady dressed as a housemaid.
"Hello, hum… Is Jackson here?", she asked shyly, wondering if it was his mother or just his servant.
"Yes, upstairs, come in.", answered the lady with an eastern accent, answering her question.
She proposed to take her jacket off but Nefera refused, she was freezing. The maid showed her the stairs and went back to her occupations as she let Jake's girlfriend make her way to his bedroom. In front of his room, she could smell the smoke of his cigarettes and knew she was at the right place, she took a deep breath and knocked at his door.
She heard him almost laugh as he told her to come in, and she expected everything when she opened the door but to find him in bed with another girl.
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