Warning, the following chapter contains depicted sexual acts, in other words, don't read if you aren't of age to drive a car...

Jackson had been replaying their kiss in his head ever since, he hadn't even been able to sleep due to his overthinking. When he arrived in the gymnasium the next morning and spotted her aside from the students, he took a deep breath and went to her.

"Hey.", he said awkwardly, half expecting her to send him off. "Hi.", she answered after she took a look at him. There was a bit of silence and he noticed that some of the other students were checking them out. "Listen, about last night-"

"What about it?" She cut him off. "It was a thank you gift, Jake. Plus, I'm in a relationship and you know it so don't go raising your hopes." He briefly thought of answering that she was the one raising his 'hopes' or whatever they were since she was the one initiating the kiss but he was caught off guard by something else she'd said.

"Wait, wait, wait. What d'you mean you're in a relationship? You haven't broken up with him?" He'd spoken this last word louder and several students had turned their head in their direction before she hushed him and gave him a desperate look. "Of course I didn't break up with him." She closed her mouth and left something unspoken. I don't want to lose him too.

"Are you kidding me?" He half-whispered half-shouted. "You broke up with me when I did nothing and won't raise any finger when you learned that he sabotaged our relationship? What kind of woman are you?" He could see her frown and knew that she didn't like the fact that he was judging her. "Who are you to judge my actions, exactly? He may have been an asshole but he was there for me afterward-"

"Of course he was, he just wanted to fuck you.", he chuckled. She would have slapped him if they were alone, but since they weren't she prepared an answer mentally when Deuce called Jake's name out. "Oi! Jekyll, you comin'?"

Jackson turned his head back to Nefera, and opened his mouth but said nothing. She snapped her tongue when he left her and called him out too. "Look, come see me after the training, I'll talk to him."

"I spoke with Jackson the other day." Holt tensed up instantly. "What did that asshole say to you?" He closed the distance between them and put a reassuring arm around her waist. It made her sigh, she was afraid to speak the truth. "Very interesting things.", she whispered. She couldn't believe what she was about to say. "He said that he'd never cheated on me and never heard about those texts I was talking about."

She felt Holt flinch lightly and it confirmed her beliefs a little more. "Of course he said that he-" She broke off Holt's embrace. "No. I saw in his eyes that he wasn't lying. He never sent those texts to Operetta, but he said that he had a theory about who might have done it."

Holt laughed nervously. "Baby doll, what are you-" Her eyes were filled with tears and she had trouble talking without sobbing, now. "The day you came and told me that you had walked in on him and Operetta, you sent those texts. And you know, there's only one thing that had me thinking 'it can't be true'." She took a deep breath. "Why her? Why Operetta? Why not some other random, unknown girl? And then I remembered what you said when I wanted to dye my hair."

He was looking at his feet, he felt like he was a six-year-old being sermonized by his mother. "What is it you said to me, Holt? Huh?" She spat in-between tears. He sighed. "That I loved redheads. So what?" She was pacing and cursing. Son of a bitch. Asshole. Muttered the princess. Holt was staring at her, she was way too calm for his tastes.

"Who is she for you?" She asked. And then she asked again. And again. And again. And the more she asked the louder her voice was until it wasn't a question anymore but a shout. "Who is she for you ?!" "My fucking ex! Alright?!" And she slapped him. The sound of it echoing in the empty gymnasium.

"What are you going to do now? Huh? Break up with me and go back to him? Until he makes a mistake and you'll come to me again? I'm not into sharing nor am I into being the sideman." She huffed. "Aren't you even sorry? Do you have any idea of what you've put me through?!"

"Do I have an idea? Do I? Haven't I spent my whole summer paying for my mistakes? Sleep-deprived and struggling to remain sober because of the two hearts I had broken? Haven't I stayed next to you all summer, wiped off your tears, hugging, cooing, kissing you when all I wanted to do was getting wasted because that fucking ass was doing drugs to ease the pain he was feeling because of me? Fuck off. Just… Fuck off. I had my pay off, okay." He was pulling at his hair. He'd screwed up, yeah, but karma had already hit him badly, he didn't need Nefera to do the same.

"You know what's the worst in this fucked up shit? I wanted you because you were kinky, hot, and I just dreamt about fucking you. I was fucking jealous of this motherfucker, alright? And so I did what I did. 'Cause I wanted to have you." She had her arms crossed and was trying to keep a hard face but he got closer to her, so close that his hands ended up on her hips. "He doesn't deserve you. You're my fucking soulmate, girl. We're the same."

She was shaking. He turned her on while she was crying, what was wrong with her? "He probably deserves me more than you. At least, he played fair to get me." He turned her around so that her back was against his torso. She could feel his arousal against her ass and felt his fingers slid into her yoga pants and inside her underwear. "Maybe but- Fuck, you're so wet. Maybe but, fair isn't our thing. You know that you would have done the same. You said so, on our first date."

She was breathing faster after he took her clit between his fingers and was playing with it. "It wasn't a date." She managed to speak between two soft moans. "Don't care.", he whispered in her ear. "I wanted you already.", he said as he slid his other hand up to her throat, and smiled: she was at his mercy. "Do you want me?" Nefera moaned louder and whispered a yes to him. Holt bit her ear and inserted a finger inside her.

Later, Nefera would realize that this was typically Holt. Every time Holt will screw up, he will use sex to cut off their argument. But then, she was only mesmerized by the weight of his hand on her throat and the regular movement of his finger inside her, and she couldn't think straight because if she did she would probably worry about anyone walking on them. Thankfully for her, no one did.

Holt pulled their pants down to mid-thigh, and stroked his already hard member, coating it with her juices, before sliding it into her wet, tight cunt. She came within a minute, the fact that anyone could catch them and the echo of her own moans was turning her on like never before. He bent her face backward and kissed her harshly while he pounded inside her.

She was halfway through a second orgasm when he came too in deep and long thrusts, and her moan was so loud that she barely heard him say "I fucking love you."

In spite of Holt's confession of his feelings for her, Nefera had still broken up with him. Well, let's just say their relationship status had become 'It's complicated' since it was more a situationship than a relationship. They loved each other, told each other so, had sex together, but weren't together anymore, since the princess said it was "A matter of principles."

Nefera was lost, mind, and heart. She was passionately in love with Holt, there was no denying it. Holt only had to stare at her for her to burst in flames. But lately, she found herself spending most of her nights discussing with Jake in his car, and again, she would be lying to herself if she thought her heart wasn't beating for Jackson, too.

She sighed as she finished locking her left earring. Nefera was preparing herself for prom, and for the first time in her life, she did so knowing that she wouldn't end up being prom queen, since she was now a chaperon. Basically, she would have to stay near the drinking table and make sure that no one would put alcohol in the beverages.

Taking a few steps back, she admired herself. She had had her hair tied up, had put on golden roses earrings, and silk, shaping dress that matched the color of her eyes. As always, she looked perfect, she thought as she made her way through the moving boxes of her bedroom, she was supposed to leave the palace in a week and a half, and it was about time. She hadn't talked to her father yet and had been ignoring her birth giver as well.

As expected, Nefera was standing next to the drinking booth, serving drinks to the students that dared ask her to do so. She was bored as hell, and the worst of it was that she was supposed to stay here until the last group of students would leave.

She sighed before she could feel a presence behind her and repressed a chill. "That's so unfair…" She heard Jake whisper in her ear, she then felt him post himself next to her. "What is?" She said, smiling. "You're so beautiful that all the other girls seem blent next to you, so I don't know who I should vote for as a queen, tonight." He grinned and she did too. "Try Cleo, she'll kill you if you don't." He rolled his eyes.

She laughed. "Remind me again how you got Holt Hyde, the great DJ of Salem to ditch prom?" Jake feigned not to remember. "Hmmm… Might have told him that prom was especially for those who had assist to classes, and when it didn't work, I may have asked his ex to deny him sex to convince him. Thank you for that." She threw a hand at him, chuckling. "Oh, it was my pleasure."

"What have you got for me?" He asked, pointing at the drinks. "Nothing you'd appreciate. But I spotted Heath Burns dripping rum in the orange juice." Jake frowned at her. "Aren't you supposed to keep students from doing this?" She took a serious voice. "I served myself three drinks of it already." He laughed. "You're that bored?" She nodded and felt him sliding a hand down her back, it gave her chills. "Maybe we could find something to do…"

She took a few steps away from him. "Stop it. We promised the Headmistress that we wouldn't be doing anything at school, and I meant it. The sole fact of us talking together could get me fired." He made a pouting face, her heart clenched, so did her thighs. "Jake, I said no."

"Faster!" She demanded. Her moans were resonating in the tiny laundry. She was tightening her grip around a washing machine while Jake was pounding in and out of her. Nefera put a hand behind her, turning their faces so they could kiss. Their kiss muffled her moans and his groans.

He pulled out of her and turned her around before he buried himself inside of her once more. She sounded so hot, he didn't think he could last much longer. Fastening the rhythm, he raised her left leg up so he would be deeper in her. She screamed louder, cursed, and her breathing got even faster than it was. "Baby, I'm coming.", she mumbled and as to prove her point, he felt her tighten around his cock, making it even more difficult for him to prevent his own orgasm from coming in.

Jackson stared at her face as she came, clenching her eyes shut and biting her lower lip. The sight of her lost him and the next second he was coming in grunts, thrusting in her a few more times.

It took them a few minutes before they started to move again and she was straightening her dress as he was fastening his pants. The two of them were still panting, and he looked at her, grinning when he saw her trying to arrange her hair.

"Neffie?" He asked and before he could pursue, she looked back at him and smiled. "I love you too, Jekyll." Jake couldn't remember who had initiated the kiss that followed, but in the end, it didn't really matter.

That's it, it was the last chapter. Almost... I have an Epilogue, and two drabbles I would post as another story (They'll mostly be PWP) but I'll be posting them in 2021 if I am patient enough... Hope you liked it, as always.