As Ember entered the hotel room, she found it fairly empty. Except for one person. "Em?"
She looked up to see Johnny, sitting on the bed. Ember couldn't hold in her tears any more. She broke down in his arms when he came to greet her.
He patted her head gently. What else was he to do? "Shh. Shh, Em. What happened?"
"My mother died. William had an affair…"
"Wait, who's William?"
Ember sighed, sniffiling, "My father."
"Ohh. He was that bad huh?" he asked, offering a tissue.
She took it immediately. "Thanks. Yeah, he was horrible. All men are."
Johnny sighed. "well, not all guys are."
Ember looked up into his green eyes, he into her blue ones. Slowly, they leaned in for a kiss. Ember turned her head away shyly.
"That… that was my first kiss."
He raised his eyebrows. "Really? Your so pretty, you'd think the boys'd be all over you."
She blushed furiously. "No."
Johnny leaned in and began to kiss her again. On her cheeks, her lips, her necks, her collar bone.
"Where are Lex and Mav?" she asked quickly. She didn't know if she was ready for what she thought he was about to do.
"There out on the town again Em," he said, continuing his kisses.
"When will they be back?"
Johnny sighed. "Em, if you don't want this, I can stop."
After a moment of silence, he went back to his bed. She quickly thought it over. How she enjoyed every waking moment with him, and how Ember felt when he kissed her. She came to only one conclusion.
She loved him. She, Ember McLean, fell in love with Johnny "Thirteen" Ambrose.
Ember jumped on the bed next to him, and kissed him fervently. "I want you Johnny."
Not wanting to turn her down, he quickly undressed her and him, making quick work of both their clothes.
After a series of kisses, he entered her quickly, causing Ember to gasp in surprise. He smirked and kissed her neck. He then pulled it out, and pushed it back in fiercer then before. Johnny repeated this action several times, eventually going at a pace.
Ember was elated. The feeling was incredible. Painful pleasure. God had an interesting sense of humor. She moaned in pleasure as the pain slowly was over come by it.
They came at the same time, and he left her, rolling over on to the bed. "I love you Johnny," she said before she fell asleep. She fell asleep before she could realize Johnny never said it back.