A few hours passed as Jeff nursed his lady back to her full health. All it really took was some Advil and a Kevin Smith movie marathon, but Emilie was defiantly feeling better. Just as Jeff was about to take Mallrats out of the VCR there was a knock at the door. He opened the door and was greeted with a smiling Amy.

"Hey" she said entering the room "just wanted to make sure you two were still alive."

"Yeah. Emilie wasn't feeling well all morning. I wasn't about to drag her out."

"How is my little karaoke queen?" Amy joked as she jumped down on the bed Emilie was lying on.

"Still sick enough to puke all over that nice blue shirt you're wearing." Emilie said hinting to Amy to stop bouncing on the bed.

"Okay. I get it."

"So what can we do for you Amies?" Jeff asked

"Well there some local rock club Adam and Jay really want to go too. No drinking I swear."

"I don't know Amy..."

"No Jeff it's okay. I'm feeling much better and it would be nice to get out of this room for a little while."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah besides I can quote every single Kevin Smith movie, don't really need to see them again."

"Now that's a talent." Amy laughed

"Alright just give me an hour to get ready and we'll meet you in the lobby." Emilie said getting out of bed.

"An hour? You sure about that Bela Lugosi?"

Amy was only answered with a hard blow to the head by a pillow. Jeff just laughed, he like seeing Emilie get along with his friends, especially Amy. Amy usually couldn't stand the girls Jeff was with. She always thought they were too vapid or trashy. She would always tell him how much better he could do, that he deserves so much more, but now he found a girl that even Amy could approve of.

An hour later Emilie appeared from the bathroom. She wore a pair of tight dark blue paten leather pants with a white mesh top and a black tank top underneath. Her eyes were lined in dark shadows that gave them a rather smoldering look. Her hair was pulled back into two buns on top of her head. Jeff couldn't believe how quickly she put herself together. This was the same girl who spent all morning with her head in the toilet and now not only did she look healthy, she looked hot. She walked over to her bag and pulled out her two row pyramid spike belt. As she pulled the belt thru the loops of her pants she felt Jeff come up behind her. He wrapped his arms and her waist, laying soft kisses on the back of her neck.

"You look beautiful." He whispered with his deep southern accent.

"Thank you."

"We don't have to go out you know." He said with a smirk. "I mean, seeing how your feeling better maybe we could just stay in. You know...make our own fun."

Emilie turned to face him, throwing her arms around his neck and resting her forehead on his.

"We can't. We told the others we would meet them in the lobby. But how about this...you promise to not tire yourself out tonight and I promise that I'll make sure you spend all your energy later." She winked at him.

"I think I like that deal."

Jeff and Emilie collected everything then needed and head down to the lobby to meet the others. When they arrived at the club everyone headed straight for the bar while Jeff and Emilie looked for a place to sit. After about an hour of witty banter with the gang Emilie began to grow restless, not to mention the smell of the alcohol was making her sick. Jeff must have sensed her fidgeting because he put his hand on hers and leaned into her ear.

"Wanna dance?"

Without even letting her answer he took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. Just as they arrived a new song came blaring thru the speakers. Jeff smiled when he heard the song. Not only was it one of his favorites but it was perfect for that up close and personal dancing that he was eager to do with Emilie.

"You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you"

Emilie wrapped her arms around Jeff's neck and began to sway to the music.

"Help me I broke apart my insides
Help me I've got no soul to sell
Help me the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god"

Jeff snaked his arm around her body as she turned around with her back facing him, inadvertently rubbing her back side against him. He pulled her hips closer to him as she continued to move her body.

"You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything"

He couldn't help but feel the sexuality flowing freely between the two of them. At least his body couldn't. Jeff silently cursed himself for agreeing to go out instead of saying in the hotel room with Emilie, alone. Sensing his stimulation Emilie smiled to herself. She loved knowing how crazy she could drive him. It was an unusual power she had never experience quite like this before.

"Help me tear down my reason
Help me its' your sex I can smell
Help me you make me perfect
Help me become somebody else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god"

Continuing her torturous game Emilie arched her back against him, giggling to herself when she heard a soft moan escape his lips.

"Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive"

As the last note rang through the air Emilie turned to face Jeff. Bring her hands to his face she wiped the beads of sweat around his hairline.

"You can't tease me like that." He whispered.

"Who's teasing? I'm just making sure you're keeping up your energy. We've got a long night ahead of us."

"You wanna get out of here?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

Jeff grabbed Emilie's hand and the two rushed out of the club. Not even bothering to stop and say goodbye to the others. Matt just laughed at the sexually eager young couple.

"I'm guessing their not gonna want a wake up call." He laughed.

Amy couldn't help but smile as she watched them leave. She'd never seen Jeff act the way he did with Emilie before. He was like a giddy teenager. It was the first time she had ever seen him truly happy. She was exactly the type of girl he needed. She was wacky and playful yet sweet and tender. Amy could only pray that nothing would come between them.

Closer – Nine Inch Nails

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