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Suze's POV:

"Hey sleeping beauty." I heard Paul's voice say. For a minute, everything was blissful because Paul and my family was there to visit me. The only bad part was I was in the hospital.

Then it was like a knife had been stuck into my side, and I flew forward in pain, clutching my right side- where some of the lamp had smashed.

"Suze?" Jake said fantically. "Suze, what's wrong?" Paul was now gripping my free hand for all it was worth. The room was spinning, and I felt sick to my stomach. The wind was howling in my ears, and the room seemed way too noisy. I was aware of Jake running to get a nurse or doctor or someone, and then I heard a voice in my head come in over all the noise.

"Querida...Susannah, you must listen to me! Paul has hypnotised you! Listen very carefully to what I'm about to say!" Jesse sounded so worried, so frantic...it was the only clear thing I could hear, so I listened to it. Or tried to, anyways, before I heard Paul's voice.

"Suze? Suze, listen to me! Don't listen to De Silva, it's a trick! He's trying to separate us again! Suze, I love you, listen to me!" I concentrated on Paul's soothing voice, and almost immediately the pain in my side stopped. I could see clearly again, and no longer was the wind howling in my ears. "P-P-Paul?" I stuttered.

"Oh, thank God Suze!" Paul said. He seemed relieved that I was back to normal. Paul climbed into the hospital bed with me, and wrapped me in his arms. "I thought we lost you for a minute. Was it De Silva?"

I nodded weakly, and heard Jake come back in, a nurse following him. She gave me a painkiller and said I would probably fall asleep. I closed my eyes, Paul's arms still around me. The last thing I saw was Jake give Paul the death look, and I wondered what I missed between those too.

When I woke up the next time, I saw my mom sitting in the chair next to my bed, where Jake had been sitting. "Oh, Susie! You're awake!" She exclaimed, with motherly tears in her eyes. The ones that said 'if you weren't in the hospital right now, i'd throttle you for getting hurt.'

And throttle she did, when I was released and sent home. The whole car ride home, it was "How could you be so stupid as to let a boy in your room when no one is home?" and "Thank God Jake showed up, or I don't know what would have happened!" and "You are forbidden to see that boy ever again, and if I hear otherwise..." That one generally left off with a glare that told me I'd be one dead daughter. But I didn't care. I knew it wasn't Paul's fault, and that I'd find a way to see him without other people knowing. For right now, though, all I wanted was to fall into my own bed and sleep.

So that's what I attempted to do. Sleep, I mean. Only it's kinda hard to sleep when the guy you're in love with, and have been forbidden to see, climbs in your bedroom window late at night when your parents have decided to drop your brothers off at some sports thing before heading out for a date. Yeah, sleep was kinda the furthest thing from my mind.

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It started pretty innocently. Paul climbed in through my window and said, "Hey babe."

I freaked out. "Paul, you so cannot be here! I'm forbid-"

"Forbidden to see me, yeah I know." he said with a laugh. "Jake told me. Did you know he's one of us?"

"What?" I was surprised. "You mean, a shifter?"

"No, a mediator." Paul said, now sitting next to me on my bed. "He came out and told me so, in your hospital room."

"No way. Are you sure we're talking about the same Jake? Sleepy Jake?" I was floored.

"Yeah, that one." Paul said, now pulling me into his arms and kissing me deeply on my lips. His lips were so soft, so warm against mine, that I never wanted to pull apart. He parted my lips with his tounge and then slid it into my mouth, exploring every inch. I did the same, but to him. My hands were around Paul's neck, and one of his was on the small of my back, stroking it (one of my weaknesses) carefully to avoid hurting the stitches and the other was up my shirt, unhooking my bra again. I gasped as the white strapless bra came tumbling down off of me, leaving the thin t- shirt material between Paul and my bare breasts. His big blue eyes came to rest on my emerald ones, as if asking permission to go further. How much further, I didn't know, but I figured I could stop it if things got out of hand.

So, off went my black t-shirt, sailing across the room to land on my daybed. Paul's went with it, landing just short of the bed and on the floor, on top of where Spike had choosen to take a nap. He hissed and moved to under the daybed. Paul shifted his body, so now he was completely on top of me, one hand still stroking the small of my back and the other on my neck, enveloping me in another passionate kiss. I moaned lightly as Paul started to attack my neck, planting kisses along it.

"Paul...we really shouldn't do this..." but I was too far gone to stop. Paul's tounge flicked over my hardened nipple, and I moaned again, before he clamped his entire mouth over it. My own mouth opened in a silent scream. Oh, God did this feel good! Paul moved his hands down my hips, resting on the band of my pajama shorts. Carefully, he slid them off and then moved to take off my thong...

Paul's POV:

Man, when I first put together this plan to get Suze, I had no idea it would lead to sex. Sure, I wanted it to, but I didn't think I'd actually get to it. But here I was, lying on top of the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen, taking her thong off. A guy can get real lucky some days.

I took it off and licked my lips. I kissed her inner thighs, then moved up. She moaned again, louder, and practically begged me to not stop. I blew on her soft curls and Suze tried to snap her legs closed, but I caught them and kept them apart at the knee. Suze started bucking her hips and for a minute it was like riding a broncho. I stopped when I knew she was close to the breaking point. Suze breathed heavily as I came up and kissed her deeply. Her own hands decided to undo my pants, and I stepped up to throw them off. The only thing between us were my boxers...

Suze's POV:

I really hoped I wasn't imagining that enormous bulge in Paul's boxers. I sat up, wincing slightly as I felt the stitches move, and as an evil streak went through me, I pulled off his boxers to reveal his engorged member.

HOW THE FUCK....Paul was, uh, VERY well endowed in his lower region, if you get my drift. I didn't know how the hell it would fit in me. My disbelief must have shown because Paul said, as he slowly laid me back down on the bed, "Don't worry, Suze. I'll be very careful with you, especially with the stitches." He started to enter me, slowly as promised, until Paul was a thrust away from breaking my hymen. "Suze...are you positive you want to do this?" He said seriously. "There's no turning back once you do."

I thought really hard about it. "Yeah...I'm sure." I whispered. Paul kissed me and thrust.

Mind-numbing pain ripped through my body. THIS was what I'd been waiting for? THIS incredible can't-even-breath-because-it-hurts-like-hell pain? I cried out, first in pain, then in pleasure as the intense pain subsided and was replaced by a ticklish feeling in my stomach. Paul thrust again, harder, with wild abandonment, but still being careful, and I tried to keep up with him. "OH GOD!" I cried out again, over and over,until I'd lost all feeling in my lower body, screaming it as I exploded. A second later, I felt Paul explode as well, deep inside me, with one last mind-numbing thrust.

He lay there, on top of me, for a little while, seemingly unable to catch his breath. Finally, Paul pulled out of me, and wrapped me in his arms as we fell into a deep sleep. I lay there, quite content, until morning.

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"Suze...Suze, wake up." I opened my eyes a tiny bit to see Paul's fully clothed form standing over me. He kissed my forehead. "Good, you're awake."

"Yeah." I mumbled. "What time is it?"

"Five in the morning."

"Five in the morning?!" I said loudly. "Jesus! Get out of here, my parents are going to flip!"

"Relax, Suze, I'm leaving now." Paul said. "I just wanted to say bye and I love you before I left." He kissed me again, and took off through my window. I sighed and put on my pajama's, then climbed back into my bed. I wasn't able to get back to sleep, and I had about an hour before anyone would try to wake me up, so I decided to take a shower.

Stumbling into the bathroom (hey, I was still asleep. Leave me be about the stumbling.) I threw off my pj's and stood under the hot water, reliving the events of the past few hours. I could not believe I had slept with Paul. I didn't regret sleeping with him, but if I could go back and redo it, I probably wouldn't. Sleep with him, I mean.

I got out of the shower, and pulled a towel around me. I walked into my room to grab some clothes, and was shocked to see Jesse sitting on my window sill with this sad look on his face.

Jesse's POV:

I could not believe it. My Susannah had...she had given herself to that...that...el bastardo...Nombre de dios, how could I ever win her back? I still wanted to be with mi querida, despite what she had done, because some of it was a side effect of Slater's hypnotism. But some...

Some was because she wanted to. And that hurt.

I materialized to the window sill after I knew Slater had left. Susannah was in the shower, and I did not want to disturb her. I didn't hear her come out, in this big bath towel. She walked in, presumably looking for clothes to put on, and looked shocked that I was there.

"Jesse? What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.

"How could you, Susannah?" I said, keeping my voice as gentle as possible.

"How could I what-" Susannah said as she realized what I said. "Oh." she said quietly. Bursts of color appeared in her cheeks. She seemed to have nothing to say to defend herself, and so I dematerialized. I could not look at the sweet face of my querida. Not then.

(OOOOOOOOO, Jesse's pretty pissed, isn't he?? Think he'll get over it? Think Suze will exorcise him now, or will Paul do it himself? Only I know the answers! Muhahaha!!!

Also, please feel free to tell me how much this chapter sucked. I cannot write love scenes for anything so yeah...)