"Planning on spending the night again?"
He bites her lip after lifting her in his arms, moving swiftly to the next room and sitting on his bed. She's on his lap and squirming already, pulling his hair in the way that gets him all tingly.
"Mmm… ah," she gasps and laughs as he tickles her back, "I do not see why not…"
They wound their arms tight around each other, his at her waist and hers at his neck. They kiss hot and wet, tongues sliding against each other.
"Perfect." He grabs her and flips her onto the bed, kissing down her stomach. "More for me…"
"Jason," she says as he drags her skirt up, ghosting his lips over her underwear before kissing her there.
"Any objections?" He nips at her inner thigh.
Finally, he's gonna eat her out, finally. He's been thinking about it for way too long, craving it, but he's been taking his time building her up and getting her comfortable…
And now that she's gonna stay another night? Whew.
"Y-yes…"
Oh, shit.
"What's the matter, princess?" He brings his head up and takes hold of her chin, but she's not looking at him. But god, she's blushing.
"I would like…" she starts before biting her lip and shaking her head, slapping her cheeks before hiding her face in her hands.
He smiles, trying to uncover her face but she's too damn strong. He kisses her forehead instead. "C'mon, sweetheart. Tell me what you want. Anything…"
She's so cute that he wants to eat her. God, he doesn't want anyone else looking at her like this.
What the fuck's wrong with him, again?
"Well, usually…" she peeks between her fingers, "you are the one who… is so kind…"
"Whatever do you mean, princess?" he says, knowing damn well exactly what she means.
He wants to hear her say it. That she really wants him at least half as bad as he wants her.
Gently, he takes her wrists and pins them to either side of her, daring to dip his hips and align them with hers. He brushes his lips against her cheek as he slowly rolls into her, feeling her shake beneath him.
She follows his lips and sighs, reaching up to peck them. "I think you know exactly what it is I mean," she smiles, her eyes opening with a familiar kind of promise.
"You're just so much fun to tease, mama." He takes both her wrists in one hand and strokes her hair with the other.
"You are not nice." She struggles under his hold and pouts. "This is not nice at all, Jason."
"How many times do I have to tell you?" He presses his forehead to hers. "Can't help myself with you…"
"May I touch you, Jason?"
He nearly groans but smiles instead, heat filling his body and spreading everywhere.
If she were anyone else, he wouldn't be so slow to get here. But she's got something, and it's hypnotic, and it must be her eyes or some shit, driving him crazy…
He's running out of thought when it comes to her. She makes him stupid.
"Oh, sweetheart," he says with a smirk, dragging a hand down to her side and squeezing, "would you be so kind?"
She blushes again and bites her lip. "Release me?"
He kisses her quick. "Only 'cause you asked so nicely."
She has him in an instant, grabbing him roughly and wrapping her whole body around him. Like she's a monkey or something and she's trying to climb him, except he really, really does not mind at all.
He moans into her mouth and lays down, kneading the backs of her thighs as she arches into him. She snakes one of her hands down his chest and onto his stomach, rubbing repeatedly as she leans over to the side, slowing her pace down.
His shirt rides up and with that pretty pink on her cheeks, her touch burns his skin deliciously.
If he lost himself completely, this is the point he'd be begging for more.
"Want it off?" he teases, squeezing the back of her neck.
With a shy smile, she nods, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
"Take it off for me."
He pulls her back onto his lap, sitting up and leaning back against the wall, smiling as innocent as can be.
Without a word, she grabs the hem of his shirt, slowly dragging it up his torso. His heart's beating too fast, and so is hers. He can feel it through her fingers.
"Good girl," he says as she tugs it off, pulling her flush to him. Her stomach feels nice and smooth and warm on his.
She takes forever to look at him, the fire beginning to glow in her eyes. She's got everything he's had, especially his mind.
He's dizzy looking at her, but he'll die again before letting her know.
He thinks she's gonna kiss him but instead she's at his throat, licking and biting clumsily, except it's so full of passion that it's endearing, just like everything she's ever done.
When her lips are at his collarbone, her hand's reaching lower. He can't help but buck into her touch.
"'s good, Kor," he mumbles, eyes closing despite himself.
She hums before sinking her teeth into his chest, right by his nipple, and it kinda fuckin' hurts.
"Payback?"
She smiles against him.
"I take it back. You're a bad—" he grunts as she palms him fully, cursing under his breath. "Bad girl."
She giggles and kisses his cheek. "I learn from the best…"
He reaches over and grabs her ass, pushing her into him. She gasps into his mouth.
"You sure you've learned enough?" he says, pulling her arms behind her back and pinning them there. Then he's licking up her throat and she's rocking against him, trying to break free, but he only grinds back, drawing her closer.
"Let go."
"Mmm…" he bites into her neck, "I'll think about it."
"Jason."
He tightens his grip and shakes her roughly, only once, and it's enough for her to look at him, all pissed and pouty in the way that really gets him going. He grins wickedly and if he didn't have her caught, she'd probably burn it off his face.
What does it say about him that he wouldn't mind?
And just because he wants to see what she's gonna do, he lets her go, and her nails are scraping down his bare chest, stopping at the waistband of his sweats.
She scooches down and dips her head, kissing down the center of his body and stopping at every scar she finds, each light brush of her lips shooting straight down to his cock and making him throb.
He places a hand on her neck and tilts her head up with the heel of it, winking before pulling down his sweats and tossing them to the side. She's kissing him by his happy trail before licking up. She stretches over him like a cat, back stretched out with her ass in the air. He runs his fingers through her hair before taking her jaw in one hand and shaking her head back and forth.
She turns and nips his thumb, and he acts like it hurts, pouting just like she does. She pulls herself up and kisses him with an open mouth, her fingers dipping under the elastic of his boxers. He grips her thighs and spreads her legs further, trailing his touch up the backs of them and rubbing circles.
But before he could touch her she's pulling the fabric down and wrapping her hand hot around the length of him. He hisses against her mouth and she takes his bottom lip between her teeth, squeezing him gently.
"Fuuuuck," he moans, cupping the back of her neck with one hand while the other grips her ass, hard.
"Is this okay with you?" she says low in his ear, biting the lobe.
"Yeah," he huffs. You're gonna kill me.
Clumsily, she moves, and he covers his hand over hers. "Like this…" he mutters, closing her grip and picking up the pace.
"Okay… okay," she breathes.
He watches their hands together and then her face, the way it's all pretty and flushed, her lips parted like she can't believe what she's doing. She licks them and it makes him ache with the need to taste her.
But he'll let her have this. He'll let himself have this.
He lets go and lets her go, staring her down because she's the only thing he wants to see.
"Kori," he groans when she runs her thumb over the tip. "'s perfect, baby. Good g—"
She cuts him off with a deep kiss, licking into his mouth, and he takes the chance to slip his fingers past her underwear and press his finger in her slit. She rocks back into his touch and he finds her clit, rubbing circles deep and slow.
He tastes her moans as his middle finger sinks inside of her, until the whole length of it is there, her whole body shaking and her fist holding him tight. She presses her face into the crook of his neck, panting.
"I could cum just looking at you like this," he says into her ear.
He smiles big with his teeth when she clenches around his finger.
"I love you like this… so gorgeous when you're—" he slowly pumps out and in, her whole entire body following each movement, "wanting me so bad… tell me, honey," he wraps a hand around the back of her neck and holds her close to his lips, heartbeats melting together, "how far would you go for me?"
"Far," she breathes, her smile stretched across his skin.
And he hopes, he hopes and maybe he prays, too, that she means something like the ends of the earth.
With a burning in chest he slips his finger out of her fills his palms with her hips. She deflates, her weight more soothing than anything else on him. He rolls her hips around and tugs until she's sitting up, her smile long gone.
But then she's not looking at the way he's looking right back at her 'cause he's splitting her legs on his lap, holding her underwear to the side and pressing his thumb onto her clit. She instantly reacts, leaning back and grabbing the sides of his thighs, nails sinking into them.
"I'll give you more, baby," he says, gruff. "I'll—"
"Jason…"
"Fuck," he whispers to himself, her moan running through him thickly. "I'll give you more, more, more." His voice drops low, eyes never leaving her. "Just say the word, baby. Fuck, sweetheart, I think you like this more than I—"
"Yesss," she drawls, leaning forward. Her hair spills around her, a crown of fire. "Go far… for me… hah… ah!"
He has her off him and on the bed in a second, her back pressed against the wall and her legs still spread so perfectly. She looks almost pained and he feels it, too, how the ache is actually starting to hurt.
He'll make her stop hurting. He'll take it away for her, and he's dragging her underwear off her long, long legs, smirking when he sees how much more wet they've gotten. She bites her lip hard and he can't really believe what he's looking at.
How could he? He doesn't remember the last time he didn't feel dead. And now he's got life and the love of it, the sun personified, giving herself up to him for another night, in the dead of it, open and aching and waiting…
He finds his place in between her legs and kisses her pussy fully. He holds her open when she tries to close around him, and then his whole mouth is on her, tongue moving slow and taking in every drop of her taste he can get.
She tears her fingers through his hair and tugs, so he nips her and chuckles when she gasps.
"X'hal," she huffs, somewhere between turned on and pissed, but he can't really hear the difference anymore.
"Sorry, sweetheart," he says against her, kissing her where it hurts.
She grabs his forearms and thrusts up into his face, sighing deeply. She twitches, eyes half-shut and pouring green on her skin. "Make me forgive you."
He licks a line up the center of her center until it's at her clit, the tip of his tongue circling around it before sucking it firmly, languidly, holding her down as she shakes almost violently.
She whines when he lets go. He sinks his teeth into her inner thigh, going harder when she pulls his hair hard. He laughs and licks at it, kisses it, sucks a bruise into her skin so that when she's fucking herself, it'll hurt and she'll remember.
"How cruel you are…" she mutters, head against the wall and back arching.
"Can't play nice with you all the time, doll," he says, squeezing her thighs.
"I do not want you to be nice." She pants and rolls her hips slowly as his breath hits her pussy, eyes slipping shut. "I want you to be kind."
"Want?" He gets real close, lips ghosting above her, "Or need?"
She groans when he blows on her, hand travelling down to touch herself but he stops her, grabbing her hand roughly. He squeezes her wrist until she opens her eyes, and then he's licking her index and middle. He winks and her face twists, a desperate kind of noise leaving her throat and he's this close to losing it.
"Need."
"Need what, sweetheart? Hmm?"
"Jason…"
"Sweetheart?"
She actually fucking burns him this time, under the skin of each of her fingertips on his arms. He hisses and she glares, eyes wide open and purely green.
And just because she's way too sexy right now, he picks himself up and kisses her.
She stares, confused, and still pissed. He smiles innocently.
Then he's back down and slipping his tongue inside of her, fucking her just like that, eating her up as she moans louder and louder and louder…
He groans into her pussy and sucks on it fully, her hips rocking harder than he can hold down, and she's grinding up faster and faster, saying his name like it's her native language, heaving and pulling and then exploding.
She tries to scramble away from him but he doesn't let her. He holds her so that she cums on his face, letting her clamp around him and ride each wave that comes. He holds her until she settles still, until her breath evens out and she loosens around him.
When he comes back up, he licks his lips and winks. "Delicious."
She blushes deeply and covers her face. He pulls her hands away and leaves a hot, wet kiss on her neck before flopping down beside her.
"Did you… truly… enjoy it?"
"Of course I did." He slides his hand onto her stomach and pulls her to him, her back against his chest. "Can't you feel just how much?"
She gasps quietly, grabbing the arm that's wrapped around her.
She feels his touch even now, still burned into her skin. He leaves marks on her like no one else.
Everytime her legs press together, it hurts.
"If it rains, I am flipping shit."
"Chill, bro. You can't stop Mother Nature. She's got your best interest in mind. The planet's, too, bro."
"What's with you and your hippie shit lately?"
"I've found… my Zen."
"Would you still be Zen if I threw you out my car?"
Everybody had gotten up early in the morning to prepare for the party. The exact party she had forgotten about… until a few hours before.
When she had woken up in his arms.
Raven rolls her eyes beside her, but she doesn't miss the small smile on her face that she quickly hides behind her book. She suspects she knows the reason why…
She turns to the window, watching as gray clouds slowly roll over the sun. Her eyes feel heavy, and as they start to shut, the car drives over something bumpy on the road and everybody
jumps in their seat.
She grimaces as her inner thigh throbs, feeling as sore as a fresh wound would.
She is ashamed that she… likes it.
It is still early in the morning, and it isn't until now that she wonders why they have to set up at this time, hours before noon. She also wonders why the buildings in the distance, quickly coming closer, looks so familiar…
"Cyborg, which beach is it that we are going to, again?" she says without looking away from the window.
"It's called… I don't even remember. But it's a secluded little place, barely anybody ever goes. Don't know how Rob found it, but, y'know, better for us."
"Hey," Beast Boy says, suddenly revving back to his normal amount of life. "Wasn't he supposed to come back last night?"
"Yeah, early in the morning." Her stomach flips painfully. "He said there was some sort of delay… should be back tomorrow morning the latest."
"He might miss the party?!"
"Why are you so damn loud?"
"'Cause this dude's gonna miss the party," Beast Boy throws his arms up in the air, "that he planned!"
"Corniest guy I know," Cyborg chuckles.
"You mean… the coolest."
"I'd say… corniest," Raven says into her book.
"Yo, Rae, you're alive back there?" Beast Boy whips around in the passenger seat to face her, the fatigue in his eyes fading.
"Yup. Alive and ready to… party."
"That's what I'm talkin' 'bout."
Thunder rumbles above them, and it is then that she realizes how unprepared she is to… party. She wants to go home. She wants to go to him. She wants to go back to his—
That is undeniably the place where he lives.
Where she was a mere few hours ago.
Her discomfort increases exponentially. She can feel the glance Raven takes, but she ignores it. It suddenly feels wrong to be doing this at all, but she cannot turn back now, can she?
She crosses her legs and presses into her bruise until tears pool in her eyes.
The beach they are going to — she does not want it to be tainted, somehow. It is too sacred, too precious to her.
But just as she has been this whole summer, she is helpless.
"Yo, Star," Cyborg says, reaching behind him and poking her knee. "Don't go falling asleep on me. You heard me?"
"No," she croaks, closing her eyes. "I did not."
"It's called Iakona Beach. Don't worry, you can nap once we set up."
The sunlight leaks through the clouds despite the next rumbling of thunder. She prays for rain. Heavy, heavy rain.
The car stops on the beach, perfectly empty.
"It'll let up soon, little lady. So turn that frown upside down."
Kori smiles weakly, wringing her dress in her hands.
Then they are turning into the beach, and she is hesitant to walk out into the drizzle. It looks odd in the morning, under a gray sky. It is not dreamy. It is not romantic.
It is not the place where he first kissed her.
With that false reassurance, another lie she tells herself in order to get by, she opens the door and slips her flip-flops off. Her bare feet sink into the warm sand, the rain quickly darkening it.
"Looks totally rad," Beast Boy says in awe, looking up at the sky.
The clouds saturate, making the atmosphere feel heavy. Another roar of thunder startles her. The rain falls heavier.
"Fuck this," Cyborg says, jogging back from the trunk. "I'm staying in the car."
"And driving us home?" Raven deadpans.
The car revs. "I'm about to!"
"Yo, honestly," Beast Boy sniffs loudly, making some sort of spectacle without realizing it. "If I could choose any power, it'd be to control lightning. That's so sick."
"I'd choose telekinesis. So I could whoop you at everything without moving a damn finger."
"Foolish mortal… I'd simply burn you to a crisp."
"I could turn your brain to mush. And then make you eat it."
"I wanna know how you're going to make that scientifically possible," Beast Boy stands abruptly, shoving himself into the passenger seat.
She closes the car door behind her, wrapping her arms around herself. She cannot stifle the small giggle that escapes her. She is not sure just what is so funny, but it felt like a great comfort at the moment to be surrounded by some form of normalcy despite what she has done.
What she has been doing.
Cyborg and Beast Boy are getting progressively louder, and she clings to it. It grounds her.
It has never occurred to her that her two worlds could collide.
Why wouldn't they? They felt so distant from one another before. Now, it felt inevitable. The time is slipping away from her. The skin of her thigh throbs. The rain rolls down her face. Her heart beats hard, hard, hard.
Without thinking, she cranes her neck and gives Raven a slight smile. "You enjoy the rain, correct?"
"When I'm not in it," she says, wrapping her cloak a bit tighter around herself.
"Do you wish to stay in the car?"
That's when it starts rocking back and forth, the boys arguing violently inside. Both of them step away.
Raven looks her in the eye. "No."
She walks over to the trunk and opens it, pulling a large towel out of a bag and a beach umbrella. "Will this be okay?"
Raven looks slightly taken aback, but collects herself instantly. "Yeah."
She uses her powers to bury the umbrella deep in the sand, a good distance away from the car, and Kori follows, gently unfolding the towel and laying it flat on the ground.
They sit down, legs crossed in the same position. The rain has fallen into a drizzle once again.
"I enjoy the rain," she says, eyes drifting closed. "We did not have it on Tamaran."
"Have you ever seen snow?" Raven asks, a kind of gentle curiosity.
Just as she is about to say no, she recalls her time in the future. "Just once," she says, shivering as if she was there. "When I was not in our present time."
"It's warm at home, right?"
"Mhm," she nods, feeling the spray of the ocean misting over her face. "Delightfully so."
They sit in silence for awhile. She copies Raven's meditative position, planted on the ground.
Not long after, light poured through the clouds. A dry heat slowly filled the air. She did not want it, but she welcomed it, a numbness taking over her heart.
It is inevitable. It is only the calm before the storm. It's all in the heat and the light. She does not allow panic to strike through her body. She swallows it instead, forces it into some dark corner and locks it in there.
She does not want to feel it when she gets knocked down all over again.
"Why are they hitting that volleyball like everybody's lives depend on it?"
"Look at Kid Dumbass… he's not even trying!"
"Isn't that your man?"
"He wasn't for a couple hours the other day and he was a wreck."
"Starfire! Cover your cards!"
With a gasp, she pulls her cards to her chest. Sje does not intend to be so dramatic, but…
The girls laugh and she blushes, giggling despite herself. She feels light, bubbly, so loose compared to the last time they were all together. She wiggles in her spot in the circle, carefully bringing her cards as close to her face as possible.
She will not worry tonight. She will enjoy herself. She will have the time of her life.
She takes a sip from her cup. Jinx smirks mischievously beside her.
"You know how to play this game, right?"
"Y-yes," she hiccups, wiping her mouth on the back of her arm.
"And you know what you have to say?"
"Yes! Of course!" she says, but then she bites her lip, all thoughts that would be relevant lost in her mind.
"Bullshit," Bumblebee says, her smile gleaming under the sunset.
Kori leans forward, giggling. "I am the sorry?"
"Girl, have you ever even cursed?"
"Not in your language…"
She hides her laugh in her cup, taking another short sip. Her cheeks feel full and warm, just like her chest.
"How do you say it? Bull… shit?" Kori says, whispering the final word. She has heard it so many times, especially from Cyborg and Beast Boy, but it still felt strange to say.
She even catches Raven smirking, failing miserably to contain her laughter.
"I am trying the best I can!" she exclaims, but it only spurs more laughter, and soon, she's joining, too.
A surge of air hits her shoulder, and when she blinks, there is someone else beside her.
"Babe," Kid Flash says, kissing Jinx's forehead.
"What do you want?"
"Thiiiiiiiis." He kisses her sweetly on the mouth.
It makes her miss Jason. Very much so. She looks off into the distance and spots his building, a smile full of adoration and pride despite the longing tears in her eyes.
"This yours?" he says, grabbing Kori's cup.
"Yeah."
Kori whips her head around, watching him take a gulp before shuddering. "Why is that girly shit always so sugary?"
She looks down. He did take her drink!
"A-pologies," she hiccups, tapping him on the shoulder. "That is my drink…"
They both look at her, still for a second before their faces break out into matching grins.
"You drank the drink from over here?" Jinx says, pointing to the sand beside Kori.
"Yes!"
"Look on the other side."
She does. Her drink is there.
Kid Flash looks red in the face. Like he is about to burst.
"That wasn't juice, Starfire."
A laugh escapes her, but it may have been more of a cackle. That must be why she feels so warm! And like she had nothing to think of but now…
"She couldn't even tell because of the 5 pounds of sugar!" Kid Flash says.
Jinx shrugs, smirking.
She inhales deeply, shakily. "I am s-such a fool!"
She does not stop laughing, and neither do they. It feels as though she's floating without being in the air. Her head spins delightfully.
Isn't this how she feels with Jason? She searches for his building again, hoping for some sign of life. Not even a single light…
Her shoulders slump slightly, cutting her teeth into her bottom lip. The girls chatter around her, the game seemingly far from starting.
She simply turns for the sake of turning, and finds Kid Flash's watchful eyes. He immediately looks away and blushes.
"Never seen you like this, haha. Bye, babe!"
He kisses Jinx so hard that she nearly tips over and dashes off. They blink at each other, their brains catching up to what just happened.
"He's unbelievable," she says, her eyes soft.
Kori's heart swells. She feels her blush turn deeper.
"Boys are the… unbelievable."
"Always have, always will be."
They play, but she does not know for how long. The moon hangs bright in the sky by the time they finish, stars littered beautifully around it. She looks up to stare often.
It feels nice to be here. Talking, joking, laughing. She hasn't felt this fulfilled in… too long.
They eat and eat and eat. She even indulges in a bit more of the drinking, to everyone's surprise. The background noise of all the boys playing or talking soothes her. The missing space felt as though it was meant to be there.
He is not coming tonight. She can relax.
The waves crashed calmly, as though it were speaking to her. She loses herself in thought as the ocean breeze ran through her hair, tied up high on her head. Her dress, a soft mauve against her skin, seemed to shine in the light. Life seemed to be filtered through silver and gold, glittering like nothing else has ever mattered.
"What's that over there?" Bumblebee says, pointing across the beach.
Memories spread through her, heat quickly filling her body. She presses her thighs together. searching for the sting of him.
"I don't know…" she says softly, bringing her fingers to her lips.
She can barely hear the whispers behind her. Her ears feel clogged. Her focus is on the structure in the distance, and it seemed to be calling to her.
"Hey… I got an idea for another game."
"Hmm?"
"Why don't you go check that place out? If it's good to stay in, then stay there."
"O-oh? What are the rules?" Kori says, turning to face the other girls.
"It's a surprise," Bumblebee winks. "But don't worry. It's fun."
It felt too perfect. Did they know somehow that she wanted to go? That that tiny cave on the beach meant so much to her?
Maybe he'd see her. Maybe he'd come.
She grins brightly, wobbling once she gets to her feet.
Her heart pounds with life.
