Cristy
Chapter 3: Creation
Now it hit him. How was he expecting her to react? Was he really thinking Peyton would stick around after he had not only cheated on her, but also after what he confessed? God, he should've never lied to her, but on the other hand he had to. When did things get so complicated, I mean a couple of months ago he was having the time of his life; he was experiencing real love, he was doing great in school, he had found Jon and Sam, great new friends on which he knew he could always count on, he had a great and promising job, there wasn't a thing in his life he could think of that wasn't perfect. But all of a sudden in the blink of an eye, everything around him changed; and for the worst. Brooke happened, and everything changed.
Lucas was sitting on the couch watching Sunday afternoon football. He had the center table completely covered in drinks and snacks. Well at least enough to satisfy his insatiable appetite for a little while.
He really needed to have some time to blow off steam after the horrible week that had just passed. His teacher graded his paper on Medieval lit with a C minus; inconsistent and vague he said. That was really going to affect his GPA. And because he worked for so long on his paper he got behind on some paperwork he head to do for the company he was doing the internship in. And to make matters even worse his team had just lost the only game that would give them any chance into getting in the college playoffs. Things couldn't get worse. But then again Peyton was sitting in the other room talking on the phone with Nathan and Haley. That meant that when she hung up she was going to tell him every little detail of what they talked about.
The game was tied with two minutes left on the clock before they went into half time when Lucas heard Peyton hang up the phone. "And the ordeal begins" he said to himself as he saw her bounce into the room.
"Hey baby" she said as she kiss him and sat down next to him. "What are we watching?" she asked as she looked quizzically at him.
"Football. Can't you see?" He said pointing to the screen.
"Somebody is cranky." He immediately felt remorseful for snapping at her. None of what happened was really her fault.
"Peyt, I'm sorry I snapped. Ok? Its just that you know I've had a rough week and it doesn't really help that my team isn't doing very well right now, but I'm definitely not mad at y…" he stopped talking when he heard the narrator say that his team had the ball in their hands. "Yes, yes, yes! Go! Run, idiot run. YES!" he screamed as he stood up to celebrate the touch down the player had just done. "I love you so, so much right now." he said as he looked at her.
"Who? Me or the big, tall, sweaty, bulky guy who just did a gropedown?" when Lucas heard this remark he let out a stifled laugh.
"Well, both. And how many times do I have to tell you it's not gropedown, its touchdown."
"I know but gropedown sounds so much kinkier." She said with a smile plastered on her face so he kissed her just to make her shut up so he could be able to go back to watching the game.
The minutes passed and Peyton now rested her head on Lucas laps while they waited for the half time to be over. When a few seconds before the game resumed she broke the silence.
"He asked about you, you know? Nathan I mean." She said looking up at him.
"Good for him."
"Lucas" she said while going back to a sitting position, grabbing the remote and turning down the volume of the TV. "You promised you were going to think about the whole Nathan deal."
"Here we go." He mumbled " Yes I did promise you that, I'm just not thinking about it right now." he said as he grabbed the remote from her hands and turned the volume back up just in time to hear the narrator say the half time was over and the game had now recommenced.
"Their anniversary is in a week, and they are having this small party and they want us to go." Lucas was really annoyed now. Was he really going to have to listen to her talk about Nathan and Haley when the game was at its peak?
"Peyton" he said turning around to face her "Can we not do this right this instant? Can we talk about it like…" he said making a small pause pretending to think. "…never." He said accommodating himself to allow his body to be in his previous position facing the television.
"I'm tired of you just finding lame excuses to not talk about it." Peyton said as she grabbed the remote from his hand. "So we are doing it now." she said as she turned the TV off. Lucas immediately turned around to face her anger evident in his face.
"I was watching that!"
"And your point is?"
"Peyton give me the remote." He said as he extended his palm in front of her.
"I'm not giving it to you." Lucas was really starting to get mad.
"Peyton! Now!."
"Or else?"
"Or else you are going to have a very pist boyfriend in about two seconds." He said as she raised a brow and laughed. "Peyton I'm not kidding. Give me the remote!"
"What if I don't give it to you?"
"Then I'm going to have to get it myself."
"Oh really!"
"I'm going to give you an opportunity to hand it in willingly. I'm counting to three and by the time I'm done it better be in my hand."
"Huh. Not happening." Peyton said as she calmly got up and headed for their room.
"One, Two" He said as he got up "Peyton you asked for it." he said right before he started walking down the hall and towards their room. As soon as Lucas turned the knob of the door to their room he heard her laugh while shoving him out of the way.
"Oh so this is how its going to be?" he said while smiling. He was determined to get her this time; he saw her turn around the corner towards the living room. He went after her and soon got a hold of her waist as she squirmed trying to get free of his grip.
"Three" he whispered in her ear as he turned her around and started to tickle her quickly.
There was a war going on in their living room. Peyton was grabbing anything at her arms length and throwing in Lucas's direction; cushions, popcorn, anything she could throw at him and wouldn't kill him went in his direction. She even threw the sandwich he had been eating earlier, she needed to distract him long enough to break free from him, and the sandwich definitely did that. She banged the sandwich against his dirty-blond hair; he just stood there in awe feeling all the mustard, mayonnaise, ketchup, cheese and ham drip down his face. Peyton took this chance and jump across the table and was now at the other side of the room. Lucas stood up and looked at her.
"You're so getting it this time Miss Sawyer"
"Lucas Scott, don't you dare come near me like that." She said pointing at him, bringing out the fact that he was really, really dirty. As soon as he heard those words come from her mouth he went for her. She quickly reacted, squealed, and went towards the kitchen, in the back of her head Peyton knew she didn't have a chance running against Lucas, but it was worth a shot. Lucas was now the predator and she was the prey. Peyton felt Lucas's hand wrap her body tightly and she made one last shot at freeing herself, but it was worthless.
Because of the heated struggle Lucas lost his balance and soon found himself lying on top of Peyton. Hormones were racing on both their bodies at this moment. They where so close to each other that a strand of hair would've been incapable to slide between them. Lucas stared deeply into her hazel eyes and Peyton was getting lost in his enchanting blue eyes.
There was such a powerful magnetism between them that Lucas couldn't prevent his lips from touching hers. Before they knew it nature had taken its course and there was nothing they could do about it anymore. Lucas and Peyton were evidently lost in each others mouths. Tongues were running freely and wildly. Lucas separated their bodies a couple of millimeters and Peyton opened her eyes to check if something was wrong. He couldn't believe she was so beautiful and she was his. Quickly they resumed their previous activities, with the only difference that Lucas's mouth was now in Peyton's neck. She tilted her head back as a sign of approval and let a soft sigh escape her body. This was a sweet melody to Lucas's ears, because it meant he was doing a good job pleasing her.
All of a sudden Lucas slid off of Peyton and broke out in laughter. Peyton quickly turned around to look at him wanting to know what was so funny. After some short moments of Lucas laughing and not talking, she asked
"What's so funny? I hope I'm not the butt of the joke."
"Babe I'm sorry. It's just that I always thought someday we would have one of those romantic nights with sexy, kinky stuff we could do in bed like feeding each other strawberries dipped in chocolate, maybe cover our bodies with whipped cream and lick it off or something; I definitely never though being covered with mustard, mayo, ketchup and some bread crumbs would look so sexy on us."
Peyton suddenly realized she was a walking sandwich; her hair, face and neck were now covered by sticky, smelly sandwich ingredients. How could it even cross her mind throwing a sandwich at Lucas, she knew he would finally get a hold of her which meant eventually anything that was on him would also be on her.
"Hey, hey, Peyt what are you thinking about?" he asked, curious to know why she had be quiet for this long.
"You and how temptingly delicious you look" she said as a mischievous smile appeared on her face.
"I know I'm delicious, I've been told before"
"Not a good time for your ego boosts Scott. This room is too small for us and your ego. Have they ever told you man so cocky is not sexy?"
"No. But you still love me anyways" he said while giving her a soft, tender kiss.
"Of course. What would I do without you, Broody? I would die of boredom if it wasn't for you and your ego."
Lucas suddenly stands up and throws Peyton over his shoulders as she starts to scream.
"Lucas Scott put me down this instant."
"Uhm, NO!"
"Where are you taking me!" She asks as he heads for the hall.
"Nowhere special. Just our room. I wanna finish what we started."
"No way! Lucas, you are not getting a single kiss from me. You're way too dirty and way too sticky for my taste. You should take a shower."
"Oh! Really? Well your wish is my command, my lady." He said as he opened the door with his free hand and headed straight for their bathroom. Almost instantly he found himself opening their bathroom door and heading for the bathtub.
"No you're not. Lucas I swear I'm not talking to you ever again if you do this." Peyton said already foreseeing his intentions. Lucas started to take her shoes off and when he was done he started struggling to take both his shoes with one hand and keep Peyton from falling with the other. Seconds later he was done.
Next thing she heard was Lucas pushing the curtain and opening the shower. "Too late!" he said as he jumped under the cold water with Peyton still in his shoulder. He quickly started to maneuver Peyton's body in order for her to be facing him. After he turned her around he tried to put her down but she wrapped her legs around his body as they started to kiss again.
Lucas pressed Peyton's body against the wall as he started to remove her wet and stained black, vintage t-shirt from her body. Water was still falling on their heads which made it very hard for Lucas to keep his eyes open to see what he was doing. Lucas lets go of Peyton for some seconds to remove his sweater and his wife beater and reveal his strong, bare chest. Lucas went back to kissing a semi-naked Peyton who had been playing with her hair trying to wash off all the food but not taking her eyes off of Lucas for a second. Peyton breaks free and pushes him away. She could see the confusion in his face so she spoke.
"Don't worry cowboy I'm just going to give you a hand." She said with a devious smile on her face. Her hands were going down his bare chest and heading for his jeans. Lucas went for Peyton's neck. Right after, Peyton started to undo the belt buckle, then the button, and slowly started to pull on his zipper and Lucas just froze. He grabbed Peyton's hands and stopped her dead on her tracks.
"Peyt I don't want us to do something that we might regret tomorrow."
"Luke I love you, and there's nothing I did, do, or will do with you that I could ever regret. Besides, we have sex like every day. Why exactly would we regret this?"
"Because if we keep this up we are going to end up having sex in our bathtub. Not exactly traditional, but what the hell. Why am I even complaining about this?"
"I was just wondering the same thing." she said right before kissing him and going back to unzipping his pants while he started to go for her pants too. Luke's hands were shacking and her zipper was like a code he couldn't crack. He wanted this so bad. He wanted her so bad that he could feel his heart beating so fast that he thought it was going to pop out of his body at any given moment.
"Need some help?" She said while removing his hands from her pants and agilely sliding them off her body. He quickly did the same with his pants that had been already unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped by Peyton seconds earlier. Peyton and Lucas now were in front of each other with nothing more on them that their underwear. Lucas was wearing Sponge Bob boxers and she was wearing black, laced, semi-transparent bras and shorts.
Repeating the same thing he did earlier he threw Peyton over his shoulder and got out of the tub. He was heading for the bed. He placed her wet body gently over the covers and resumed where he had left of seconds earlier.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" She asked.
"Condom. Right" He said while running to the top drawer of their left nightstand where they always kept them. "Got it" he said already on top of her again.
"Luke…you're still forgetting something."
"Lets see. You, Me, Condom. I don't think we need something else. Unless you're turning into a little pervert and…." He got a twisted smile on his when Peyton interrupted him to say,
"Lucas you left the water running" she said while pointing to the bathroom.
"Damn it" he mumbled to himself.
When he came out of the bathroom he found Peyton staring at him. He checked himself from head to toe to see if he could find a reason for her to be looking at him that way.
"What?" he said innocently lifting both of his arms to head level, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"You look so incredibly hot! All wet and in those super cute Sponge Bob boxers." She said while signaling him to come over to bed.
"You don't look so bad yourself" he said cocking his head to a side while already crawling in bed with her. Lucas placed his hands on her back trying to unhook her bra; after a couple of attempts he managed to free her breasts from their silk prison, and he was just mesmerized by the beauty of Peyton and her body. He could see her naked a million times and yet he could still find himself amazed at her beauty.
"Are you going to just stare at me all night, or are you actually going to put this on and do something" she said while holding the condom at Luke's eye level. He took it and kneeled on the bed while breaking the wrapper. Peyton took her shorts off and was now laying totally naked in front of him. Once again he just froze, captivated by her beauty.
"God, I have to do things around here myself if I want them done quickly and right" she said while ripping the condom from Lucas's hands and removing it completely from is wrap. Lucas found himself liking the idea that Peyton actually took control of things and just he stayed where he was. She placed the condom on top of the bed and was now playing a very sexy game with the edges of his boxers. She traced her fingers all around Luke's boxers before finally pulling them down and throwing them to the floor. Lucas and Peyton found themselves totally naked in front of each other and it felt great; for them it was like it was the first time all over again. Peyton placed the condom where it was intended to go and pulled Lucas on top of her. Lucas couldn't wait to make her his.
The feeling was totally different this time; it was nothing like the times before, and Lucas realized why a couple of days later; they've had sex before but this was the first time they actually made love.
They spent the whole night being one. Their movements were synchronized, their touches, their moans, even their heartbeats were merged to form one. For that night they stopped existing as individuals. For that night only they were not just Lucas and Peyton, for that night only they were each others biggest fears and greatest desires, they were love in its purest and simplest way. And that night they created something magical, something that would be with them for the rest of their life, something that was a piece of both in one. Many years ahead Peyton and Lucas would realize that that night was the best night of their lives.