John panted; he heard the knocking and figured that is was room service. He was glad that she didn't actually witness him masturbating. That would have been a disaster. But seeing her in the tight tee shirt and underwear was going to drive him crazy. He pulled on a pair of boxers and a Def Leppard tee shirt. He combed back his hair then brushed his teeth. Finally approved of his appearance, he stepped out to find the girl on her hands and knees, half way in the entertainment system with her ass in the air, trying to find a movie. He sat down and watched her for a few moments before speaking up.

"We could just see what's on T.V." She jumped, hitting her head on the wood shelving and yelling a string of curse words. She pulled herself out and brushed off her shirt. As he flipped through the channels, she grabbed the comforter off the king sized bed and walked back over to the couch. She sat down next to him, laying her head on his shoulder and draping the massive blanket over them.

"Do you mind?" he said with a bite of the hamburger still in his mouth. He put down the plate and leaned into the cushions.

"Nope." She simply stated, grabbing the remote from him. He expected her to magically find a chick flick but what she turned it too shocked him. "What don't like porn?"

"I didn't think girls liked porn." He said in a matter of fact type of tone. The porn was simple, guy on girl. He looked down at Nikki who just stared at the T.V. like it was nothing. Supposedly, the story line of the porn was that two students would watch each other from across the class room. The girl would finger herself and the guy would jack off, but no one noticed. One day, in detention, the two teens had gotten hot and heavy on the teachers desk. Nikki bit her lip and that was all John needed. He felt the boxers tighten around his groin.

"Shit…" He murmured. She furrowed her eyebrows and looked up at him, confused.

"What?"

"It's…nothing."

"Alright, if you say so." She smiled and got up. She hopped onto the counter and mimicking the girl in the porn, she began breathing heavily and grabbed at her shirt and moaning. John watched her with wide eyes. She smiled, "John! Oh John! Take me!" she said in an exasperated voice. He rolled his eyes and caught onto the act.

"B-but Nikki, one of the maids might come in." He said.

"You're right. We can't do this." She playfully shoved him and pranced around the room with an occasional "Boo hoo!"

"On second thought," he said, hands on the table and leaning forward like a lion stalks its prey. She giggled and ran towards the couch. He jumped her, landing on top as the plummeted into the obnoxious piece of furniture. There faces were a mere inch apart and the two were breathing heavily. He leaned in and kissed her passionately. She was all to pleased and began to return the kiss. The kiss turned fierce in a fight for dominance. He slid his hands up her shirt and grabbed a handful of her breast. She moaned in the kiss, arching her back up to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clawed at his shoulders. He pressed into her, feeling his erection on her crotch.

"John…" she breathed out. Her heart was thumping so loud. She nipped his earlobe playfully and began to reach her hands into his boxers.

"Wait…" he grabbed her wrists and brought them up, sitting up and pulling her up with him.

"Let me guess, you want the moment to be special right?" She said pulling her hair out of her face.

"That's not it… I don't have a condom..." He smiled. She laughed and pinned him to the couch.

"I'll take my chances." This made him grin from ear to ear. He got up, picking her up, her legs still straddling his waist and her arms still holding his shoulders. She was kissing a tender spot behind his ear when he laid her on the bed.

(for those who don't enjoy lemons don't read on until I tell you to)

She nearly tore of his clothes, where he took his time and tortured her slowly. Finally he slid her underwear slowly down her legs.

"Stop teasing me…" She whimpered.

He gazed at her large breasts, kneading them in his hands. He took one perky nipple in his mouth and nipped at it, sucking on it to earn some moans. His hand slowly slipped downward toward her womanhood. Sliding one finger into her, he earned a moan louder then the rest. He slid another fingers in her and began to wiggle the digits against the sacred spot. He began to pump the fingers, adding a third finger, to get her good and wet. During this, he mover up and nipped at her collar bone and reveling in the sounds of her whimpers and moans.

She pushed him up and pinned him. It was her turn to torture him. She kissed him passionately and slid her hand down slowly, across his chest and down his stomach. She began to fondle his jewels and a slow, agonizing manner that had him moaning her name. She smiled and took hold of the shaft, bigger then anticipated, but she didn't complain. She stroked her fingers up and down his length. Hearing him breath huskily because she was the cause was music to her ears. While slowly pumping his member, she leaned down and traced circles on the tip with her tongue. He moaned loudly, and she couldn't take it anymore. She pinned him down and kissed him fierce on the lips.

"Oh no, I'm on top." He rolled them both over and pinned her hands up next to her head, but not to roughly. She arched her back and gazed at him through heavy lidded eyes. He laid hot kissed on her neck and positioned himself between her legs. Kissing her full on the mouth he rammed into her. She took a sharp intake of breath, and he stared for a moment.

"You ok? Want to stop?" he secretly prayed she wouldn't.

"I'm fine. I just didn't think you were so big…" She kissed him passionately to show she was ready. He began to at a slower and gentle pace, still not wanted to hurt her. But when a mumbled "harder" was heard, he began to ram with all his might. She clawed his nails into his shoulders and buried her face in his neck. During one good pump, he hit the special spot. She nearly screamed out his name and ecstasy and he felt her walls clamp down on him. He held on, forcing back his orgasm, he flipped her over and began to thrust into her from behind.

She gasped and whimpered into the pillow. If she were to die, this was the way to go, in pure bliss. She squeezed the ends of the pillow, nearly making a fist, and moaned his name again, reaching her second orgasm. He flipped her over again and sat up, bringing her with him. She straddled his lap and took over. He held he hips and matched her speed, thrusting every time she bucked. She was determined to make him orgasm before the night was over.

Before he did reach climax he picked her up and pressed her against the wall. Holding her up by her thighs, he thrusted as hard and as deep as he could possibly go. Hearing her scream out her name, her walls clamped again and this time he let go and released his seed into her. His whole body shook with hers and they fell to the floor.

(end of lemon)

He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She dug under the remaining covers and curled up. He came back with the comforter and draped it over the bed. The cuddled the rest of the night, her back to him as he hugged her from behind, draping a protective leg over her waist. She didn't care if she had just met him earlier that day because she knew it was too late; she was madly in love with the 'infamous pyro'.

John woke up to the ringing of the phone next to his head. He reached over Nikki, who was curled into his chest and sleeping peacefully.

"Yes?" he snapped, in a tired and hoarse voice. He figured all the moaning he did probably did it.

"You guys ready? We need to leave soon." Said Bobby.

"Yea let me wake Nikki up." He tapped her shoulder…nothing. He lightly shoved her shoulder… nothing. On the verge of panicking, he shook her. Her eyes flew open and a hand came up hard against his cheek, knocking him off the bed.

"Sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't realize… you ok?"

"Hey? Is everything alright over there?" Bobby's concerned voice from the phone called out. Nikki snatched the phone and reassured that things were alright. John mock glared at her from the side of the bed. She smiled and kissed his check.

"All better?" she asked in a sing-songy voice. He pouted, shaking his head like a child. "Too bad, it's what you get. You nearly tore me in half last night. I won't be able to sit still in the car, let alone walk correctly."

"Not my problem," He said while stretching his arms above his head, "You loved it, and you know it." She shrugged and began to change. He got his boxers and pants on while she was fumbling with her bra. He grabbed her breasts from behind, and nuzzled her neck. "I could be your bra today."

"Yea, so that lady can have a heart attack in the elevator? Nah, I don't need to get sued." The two laughed, grabbed there bags and walked out the door.

Bobby and Rogue were waiting for an elevator as there friends began to walk down the whole way. Bobby turned to Rogue and leaned in to whisper something.

"His step is awfully light today."

"I noticed. Is she waddling?"

All four nearly lost composure as the doors opened. The old woman from before glared at them as they stepped in. Nikki leaned against John's chest and he loosely wrapped his arms wrapped his arms around her waist. Bobby laced his fingers around Rogue's gloved ones as the stepped out of the elevator. John flipped off the woman and laughed as he heard the "Well I never!" from the elevator. They checked out and waited outside for the valet to come with the car. Nikki passed up on the offer to drive, her lower half was too sore for that. She and John sat in the back, he leaned against the door and she curled in his lap, had rested on his shoulder and the window and her legs draped over his and the seat. She wanted to sleep during and long ride to the school. She listened to the steady beating of John's heart, b-bump...b-bump, and let her eyes close. John could tell she fell asleep because her breathing was long, relaxed, and steadied. He rested his head on hers, pressing a cheek against her forehead, drifting off into peaceful sleep.

Rogue turned and smiled. She dug through her bag from the hotel and found the disposable camera. "I knew I was going to need this sooner or later." She leaned against the dashboard and clicked twice. Knowing if she got doubles, she'd have four pictures. She leaned over and behind Bobby's seat and clicked away. She had almost every possible angle on her camera.

"Got enough?" Bobby said sarcastically.

"Yep and just wait for the kids at school to see this."