Let's Do This Again
Summary- Jake and Ryan have another "talk" and a few other things.
Disclaimer- Um..yep, still nothing's mine.
A/N- There's no S/S in this chapter for ya, sorry. It's just a funny kind of chapter. And I'm glad everyone has fallen in love with their family, so have I, and it's so much fun for me to to do this, and I'm glad you're enjoying it! On with the story!
Marissa sniffed as Ryan put a comforting arm around her shoulders. "This is supposed to be a happy moment," he said with a smile. Marissa wiped her nose once more and elbowed him in the ribs. "Shut up, I'm pregnant, I'll cry if I want to." Ryan laughed a little and contiued to rub her shoulders.
Finally, his name was announced. "Jacob Sanford Atwood," the Dean announced. Marissa started shedding a few tears again but started clapping when Jake went up to the stage and got his diploma. Snatching the camera out of Ryan's hands, she started snapping pictures like crazy, even when he was in line.
"Mom, please calm down," Riley mumbled as she hid her face in her hands.
Sitting down again, Marissa glared at her. "I'm sorry, but is it so wrong to cry at my own son's graduation?"
Riley nodded her head. "Yes! He's graduating, not getting married!" she said in a snappy whisper. Marissa sighed and watched uninterstingly as the rest of the kids were called. Oh the joys of having a husband who was at the begining of the alphabet.
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Marissa bounced up as much as possible as she could with the belly she had hanging in front of her as Jake neared towards them. Wrapping her arms around his neck she smiled and wiped a few stray tears away from her eyes. Ryan patted Marissa's back a few times until it came his time to hug his eldest son. As Jake neared him, Ryan outstretched his arms and enfulged his son in a hug. "I'm proud of you," he whispered.
Jake nodded his head, "I know Dad. I'm proud of myself too."
Ryan smiled and released him, ruffling his light brown hair. "Ok, ok, let's get out of here before your Mom starts rubbing off on me and I start getting emotional," he joked.
Marissa smacked his arm. "I'm not deaf, I'm pregnant." She was about to say more but a voice interupted them. "Hey Mrs. Atwood, you're pregnant again?"
"Kayla!"
Kayla smiled and leaned in for a hug which Marissa returned, warmly. It was obviously because Kayla wasn't dating Jake anymore. "Jake never said you were graduating early?" Marissa questioned.
"I'm not," she replied. "My boyfriend is, so I just came for him."
"Oh." Marissa smiled sadly when she looked at Jake's face. He seemed sad. Not because of Kayla. Or maybe he did. She wasn't sure.
"Uh, you look...you look good." Kayla awkwardly complimented him. Giving her a smile, Jake returned the compliment. They stood there for a few awkward moments until Marissa piped in. "C'mon, let me take a picture of you two!" she exclaimed cheerfully. "Um, no, Mom, that's ok, I'm sure she..." Jake started out.
"Oh it's ok, I don't mind," the blonde haired girl cut in. "It's just a picture." Jake smiled. "Oh all right." He put his cap tassel on the other side as Kayla wrapped an arm around his waist. She smiled up at him, since she only came up to his shoulders. Being more comfortable around her, he placed an arm around her shoulders and pushed her in a little tighter to himself. Marissa snapped a few shots but stopped when a tall, olive skinned boy came over to them. "Hey babe, ready to go?" he tapped Kayla on the shoulder. Kayla blushed and turned around, hugging the boy.
"Hey Rob. This is Jake..." Kayla introduced the two of them.
Rob smiled and stuck out his hand which Jake shook. "Oh hey man, you're in my AP calculus class...or were..." he joked, pointing to his dark blue cap and gown. Jake laughed awkwardly, "Uh, yeah, I guess."
"Congrats."
Jake nodded his head as to say the same, but was still uncomfortable. "Hey man, you should come with us to a party, that's where we're headed right now, if you..." he gestured to a group of guys all huddled together, "If you wanna come."
Jake turned to Ryan and Marissa. "Dad? Can I go?" Ryan looked at Marissa. "What do you say 'Ris?"
"I thought, I thought you were gonna come home with us so we can give your graduation presents?"
"Mom..." he gritted his teeth. "Please."
"Hey man, just go home with your Mom or your 'rents, whatever, and than just come and join us, don't stress man." Rob said all in one breath.
Jake sighed angrily at his parents. "Fine, see ya later."
Kayla saw his angriness and put a hand on his shoulder. "Um...I'll call you with the details and directions, 'k?" Jake nodded gratefully and watched as Kayla and Rob walked away. "Geez, thanks a lot for embarrassing me," he muttered to Ryan and Marissa, walking away.
"Sure, happy to do it," Ryan joked, putting a hand on his shoulder and leading him to the car.
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"Look! Look!" Emily exclaimed, handing him a crumbled old five dollar bill. "You get money from me..."
"And me!" Connor appeared with another, more crisper five dollar bill. Jake smiled and put them back in their pockets. "It's okay you guys, I already got presents."
"But we want you to have this!" Emily pouted. Jake nodded. "Thanks you guys," and hugged them both tightly, receiving a kiss on the cheek as a return. He got up, facing Ryan and Marissa. Ryan spoke first. "Well, I guess you know what we got you, right?"
Jake nodded his head, a shy smile covering his face. "Thanks..."
Marissa smiled and held her arms out for a hug. Jake embraced her and Ryan at the same time, wrapping both arms around the shoulders. "C'mon you guys, you're gonna make me go soft," he joked, backing up and eyeing his parents. "So...uh? Can...I go now?"
Both parents nodded their head as Jake ruffled the twins' heads, threw his cap and gown on the couch and high tailed it out of there with a quick "Bye!"
"Oh boy," Ryan sighed. "And so it begins," Marissa added with a sad smile. "He's already leaving."
"Let's do something!" Emily exclaimed, looking up at both of them. "I'm hungry!" Connor exclaimed after her as they let out a small laugh.
"Okay, what do you guys want to eat than?"
Connor, Emily, Marissa and Riley all started naming their food options as Ryan playfully rolled his eyes.
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"Ryan! Ryan! Did you hear that!?" Marissa asked, popping her head right in front of Ryan's sleeping one. He opened his eyes and lurched back. "Jesus Marissa! You scared me!" he whispered in a raspy voice.
"Shh!" She commanded, putting a hand over his mouth. "Do you think it's Jake?" she asked.
"He's not home yet?" A surprised Ryan asked, moving her hand off of his mouth. Marissa shook her head. "Nope." He started to get out of bed and opened the door, sure enough, only to find Jake sneaking back in. He saw the light coming from his parent's bedroom and did a 180 as he turned around and saw half eyed open Ryan standing there.
"Dad..." he started to explain.
"Save it," Ryan cut him off as he put a hand up.
"Ok," Jake said softly. "But um..." he looked around the hallway nervously before asking, "can I talk to you...about something...or someone?"
"About who?" Marissa interjected as she laged behind Ryan. Jake's eyes diverted around them again. "Uh...you wouldn't get it Mom, it's a guy thing."
"I understand guy things," she countered suspiciously.
"Yeah...well, um...this one I don't think you'll get, so Dad? Can I talk to you?" he asked, waving him over.
"Yeah, sure." He put Marissa back in the room. "I'll be right back." He told her.
"But I wanna know what you..."
Ryan kissed her forehead. "Let me have a talk with him." "Fine..." she pouted, going back to the bed.
Ryan followed Jake down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he found him making warm milk. He raised his eyes suspiciously, but sat down at one of the bar stools adjacent to him. "So...uh? What's going on?"
Jake sighed, letting out a few quick breaths. "I uh...I'm a man now," he said with a proud smile. "Yeah, I know," Ryan said as he pat his back. "You graduated."
Letting out a nervous laugh, Jake shook his head. "No, not that kind of man...but a real man." "You lost me," Ryan countered.
"I did it," he whispered in a gentle voice, lowering his head.
"Did what?"
"It!"he whispered again.
"It? As in..." Ryan's eyes widened and his face went pale. "Sex?"
Jake nodded his head. Ryan, still baffled, took all this in. "I thought...I...wow." "Yep."
"And this happened today?" he asked, still surprised.
"Yeah, at the party."
"Wow," Ryan continued to marvel.
"Yeah Dad, you've already said that, but I need some advice."
"Advice?" Ryan asked.
"Yeah, I don't know if I did it right."
Ryan's eyes bulged, a mixture of happiness and disaapointment. His son had sex, but was coming to him for advice about it. "Well...tsk...I don't know how to tell you if you did it right...uh...did it feel right?"
"I don't know!" Jake snapped. "I've never done it before...it was...weird." He concluded and than got up. "As is this conversation. That's it, I'm out."
Ryan grabbed his forearm and sat him soundly in the seat. "Tell me what you want to know...I know tons of things about this sort of thing."
"Ok, ok," Jake agreed.
"So um...," Ryan began.
"What are the basics? I need to know the basics. For...next time. If there ever is one," Jake asked with a loud gulp.
Ryan thought for a moment and began. "Ok," he started moving his hands in a circular motion, "foreplay."
"Foreplay? What's that?"
"You know, massaging..." he gulped, "licking...doing things with your hands..." he explained uncomfortably.
"Oh my god, I think I just...I need to throw up now," Jake said.
"Here's some water." Ryan got up and handed him a glass of water. He sat down again, going into details. "I need a glass of water too," he said, short of breath and took a gulp of the refreshing liquid. Sitting down again, he looked at Jake. "What about um...you know...a thing?"
"A thing?"
"Yeah, um..." He started to use hand gestures to explain it as Jake covered his eyes in horror. "So you used it than?"
"Yes Dad, I used...a thing!"
Ryan sighed a breath of relief. "Ok, good." He thought for a moment. "I'm almost glad you did it before you went off to college, than we wouldn't have to have this awkward conversation over the phone."
"Yeah, because than I'd hang up on you," Jake teased. "So is that all I have to know?"
"Pretty much. It'll get better as time goes on. I'm sure in time it'll come to you."
"Dad? That sounds really weird. You're basically telling me to just do it more."
"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if you did. Atwood's are very sexual beings."
"Sick! But -- well it makes sense. After all, there are four kids running around this house. Or five in a while. But um...yeah, I'll keep that in mind." He started to get up, putting a finger over his lips as if to say something. "Thanks Dad, it's not as...not as awkward as I would've thought, hmm."
"No problem."
He turned around again. "Dare I say it Dad, but um...you're pretty good at giving advice at this sort of stuff."
"Many years of practice."
"Wow, I didn't really need to hear that. So uh...let's keep this between us okay? Mom shouldn't really know about this sort of thing, therefore hearing who it was."
"Wait," Ryan stopped him, a curious smile on his face. "So...who was it that...devirginized...or whatever, who's the lucky girl?"
"Dad? Devirginize? Stop talking like that. I'm gonna make up a list of words for you to never say again."
Ryan waved him last comment off. "So who was it?"
A smug smile appeared on Jake's face. "Kayla."
"Kayla? I thought she was dating Bob."
"Rob," Jake corrected. "Bob's her Dad."
How could I forget Bob, Ryan thought.
"But it seems that she'd be willing to give up anything...including 18 year old jocks with speedos, to go out with me."
"Really? She broke up with Rob to go out with you?"
"Don't sound so surprised Dad, like you said, Atwood men are very sexual beings."
"That's true." Ryan said with a nod of is head, starting to go upstairs. "Night." He got a "Night" in return and went inside his room, only to find Marissa turning and tossing. He got under the covers, stopping her and wrapping an arm around her pregnant belly. She stopped moving and turned her body from him. Ryan desperately sighed and turned back to his side of the bed, his eyes slowly drooping when an arm wrapped around his torso and a face nuzzled in neck. "He had sex didn't he?" Marissa asked.
"Now what gave you that idea?" he asked with a smile.
"Oh, I heard you down there...master," she joked.
"I never called myself a master," Ryan pointed out. He felt the tips of her lips turn into a smile and goosebumps rise on his neck. "Well, than...maybe I did."
"You make a good point than," he teased this time, turning around so he was facing her. "Did you eavesdrop on us?" he asked.
"No!" Marissa feigned shock. "I went downstairs for a little while, but than came back up here. And for the record, telling our 16 year old son that it's better that he had sex before he left for college is not the smartest thing to have said."
Ryan laughed lightly and pulled the sheets over them more until they were up to their noses. "I thought I gave a very well said speech."
"And I'm sure if I heard all of it, I would agree," she stated sweetly, giving his forehead a kiss. "I'm sure you would..." he trailed off, his head now in her neck, kissing it softly. She tilted it to give him better access as he slowed down and trailed up to her lips, still kissing them than just abruptly stopped with a smug smile on his face.
"You sure know how to leave a girl wanting more." She smacked her lips together, facing away from him. "I am the master," he joked.
"Sure you are." A sly smile reappeared on her face as Ryan's face popped back right upon her's. "You said so yourself..." he trailed off as his face nuzzled back into her neck. Marissa kissed his forehead and rested her head against his.
"I did," she whispered.
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It was a few weeks later and things were running normally in the Atwood household. Ryan was doing the dishes leftover from dinner, as he looked aimlessly outside, watching for Marissa to come back in from taking the trash out. He heard the back door open and Marissa come back in. "Oh, I'm so glad it's summer!" she commented as she slipped off her small overcoat and hung it on one of the hooks. She looked over at a perplexed Ryan who was having trouble with one of the stains on a plate. She laughed and walked over to him, kissing him and taking the plate out of his hand as she did do.
"Oooh, a woman who can multi task!" he joked. Marissa gave him a quick kiss and started to work on the stain on the plate. She washed it off in a matter of seconds and put the sponge back in Ryan's hand. "What? Your gonna make me do it?" he asked.
She nodded. "What? Do you think I'm gonna do it? Pfft. You got another thing coming."
"Actually, I was hoping I could watch you..." he said in a flirty voice, wrapping his arms around her big waist. She smiled and put the plate carefully in the sink and turned around to face him. "How about we just don't do the dishes."
"Wow, yes, because not cleaning really turns me on," he countered sarcastically. "But...I'll meet you in the room in...about 10 minutes?"
"Ok, put the twins to sleep and meet me there."
"What about Riley?"
"She's over at a friend's house for the night."
"Ok...and Jake is...?"
"With Kayla." Marissa sighed. "I still can't believe they got back together. I..."
Ryan cut her off. "C'mon, I thought we talked about this, let them have their fun. Or else, you'll be turning into your Mom with the whole "Tell your kid who not to date" thing."
"And the last thing I wanna be is my Mom."
"Yep, or else if you did listen, you wouldn't have gotten such a great catch like me." His voice was sweet and full of sarcasm. "I'll see you than," she told him seductively as she turned around back to the dishes.
After about 10 minutes, Marissa started to go up the stairs, checking quickly on the twins. She sighed as she came by Jake's room. He was leaving soon. 2 weeks to be exact. She started to walk by, but stopped and looked at the door once more, looking at the faded stickers that he used to put of his videogames and cards when he was younger. She laughed to herself quietly and started to head for the door, opening it, hoping to find him in there. She was half right, but he wasn't alone, Kayla was there, on top of him. She shieleded her eyes quickly. "Oh my god! I am so so sorry!" she apologized. "Oh, um...hey Mom." Jake said breathlessly.
"Hey Mrs. Atwood," Kayla stated uncomfortably.
"Hi Kayla. I'm so sorry, I didn't know...I didn't hear anything and..."
"Yeah, well, night than Mrs. Atwood."
Marissa managed to put her hand in a wave without blushing and looked at Jake. "I'm gonna go walk her out," he told her, whizzing past her.
Marissa chuckled slightly to herself and went into her and Ryan's room , only to find him watching television. "I've been waiting. What happened? I heard door slams?" he questioned. She smiled and climbed next to him. "I walked in on Jake and Kayla doing...stuff."
"What kind of stuff?"
"I don't know Ryan. I'm sorry I don't like to think that my son is sexually active." He laughed and put a comforting arm around her belly. "Well, we Atwood's are very sexual beings."
"Ryan, I don't want to hear that out of your mouth ever again, understand me?" she asked with a pointing finger towards him. Ryan laughed and turned the television out. "Speaking of never, heard from Seth and Summer lately?"
Marissa shook her head. "Nope, actually come to think of it, I haven't spoken to either in at least a week."
"Well I'm sure they'll show up," he replied, scooting closer to her. Marissa didn't even hear him. "In fact, I'll just call them right now," she went on, picking up the phone as Ryan swiftly snatched it out of her hands. He set it down and started to kiss up her neck and to her lips. "Later? Okay?" Marissa nodded breathlessly and looked at him with wide eyes, leaning in to kiss him again. "Love you," she let out in a quick breath as he continued to arouse her with his lips. He smiled, his mouth right next to her cheek and ear. "Love you too." He whispered as his hands flew to the drawstring of her sweatpants as hers wandered his gorgeous blonde locks.
A/N-No S/S, sorry, but they did get a mention! This was just a lot of Ryan and Jake bonding. I am quite proud of their talk, and I hope you enjoy it as well. Hope you liked!
