Decided to do at least a two-fer on the first day this story is published. So hope you guys have been enjoying the story and will enjoy this part of it too.

WARNING, THIS IS A VERY LEMON FILLED CHAPTER.

Noodle had her arms rested on the ledge of her open window. The wind blew her hair gently side to side as she stared out at the stars. Stuart was fast asleep behind her and the thunder had woken her up not too long ago. Something about the smell of rain could always set her into a zen mood. It had been that way since she was shipped to Kong. She smiled, laughing quietly as to not wake Stuart. She couldn't believe how long she had been with the band. They had become her family. The people she relied upon when she had a bad time. The people who taught her everything. So why was she trying to pull away now?

Even if things had become stale lately she still knew they'd always be there for her in the end. Noodle reached a hand down, touching her stomach. Her eyes closed. Even if... if she were to have her baby. She knew that they would still love her. Sure, Murdoc might take it hard. Stuart may feel a bit hurt. Russell would be a little disappointed, but one thing always stayed the same. They always seemed to be able to come to one another and reform. Still though, that didn't mean that she wanted to keep what was growing inside of her. Adoption was always an option... but then again having a child was expensive and trying to find the "perfect" family would be hard for her. Seeing as she was a rather picky person. Of course there was always the third option... abortion. Sure, it may be something that would be hard to go through with, but in the end she wouldn't have to go through the hardship of being a young adult mother. Could she really have a child that would live knowing it didn't have a father and never would because he died without knowing it even existed? Could she tell her child its father was an abusive drug dealer? That mommy left him and never bothered to tell him you existed?

Noodle let out a deep breath, turning back towards Stuart. He looked so peaceful with his messy blue locks spewed all over her pillows. She sniggered a bit before sitting back on the bed and staring down at her hands. A large scar covered the palm of her left hand. She smirked, remembering how it had gotten there.

It had been a clam and rainy night like this one. She had met up with Kamron, her secret lover. They had met at a pub for their first official date. Everything was going smoothly until about forty minutes in. Kamron received a phone call and immediately after insisted that they go back to his flat. It didn't seem like a command, more of a plead. Noodle of course agreed, watching him the entire drive back as he kept looking around him. When they arrived he sat in the car for about five minutes before he suggested they go inside. Noodle had agreed to him again, thinking that they were going in for their usual shag before she caught the next bus home. Kamron took her to his bedroom and then left with an odd expression on his face, telling her to stay put.

After what felt like hours later, Noodle had felt something cold and metal press against her throat. An angry voice told her to stay still and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming her lungs out. At that time she had known that Kamron was indeed a drug dealer, but not to this extent. Had a deal gone bad? Why was she being involved in this? Had he traded her off? She had heard of some girls being forced to sell their bodies for drugs before. The man eventually started to feel her up roughly, making her sob without a sound. Why did it have to be her? Why was this happening? Was she really that bad of a person to deserve something like this?

Noodle eventually couldn't take it anymore and tried fighting back, grabbing the blade and ramming her elbow into the man's side, slicing her hand deeply open and running off the bed and into the living space. Kamron stared up at her, covered in blood with a man lying dead underneath him. Noodle couldn't really remember anything about that night, seeing as she immediately black out being paralyzed in fear.

Eventually however, she had awoken in the hospital with her band mates around her, saying that she had been a mugging victim and that some stranger had dropped her off in the waiting room without giving a name. Two weeks and 50 stitches later she saw Kamron the next time. He had been running from the cops the entire time she had known him after that day. Noodle always seemed to pin the reason for the beatings on his frustrations towards always having to hide.

It was always hard trying to cover up her bruises, cuts, and fat lips from her band mates. Always telling them she was working on something in her room and fell. Or that she has been goofing off with friends and gotten hurt. They always bought it, but she knew Stuart always had doubts. He questioned her about things the entire time that she had been secretly seeing Kamron. Always wondering why she stayed out late and wore so much make-up.

Noodle sighed, looking over her shoulder to the singer. He always meant nothing but good towards anybody. The poor man. Always getting abused in all different ways. She looked over at the clock, seeing her iPod still plugged in from earlier and lightly playing music she used to calm herself down. She stopped for a second, thinking before turning it up and climbing ontop of Stuart. The electronic beat started up as she brought her face closer to his, their lips meeting. He didn't react at first, still deep in sleep until she bit his lips. He let out a groan, the tone quickly turning to pleasure.

"See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side.
I wait for you.
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you"

Stuart quickly grabbed onto her, smashing her body against his scrawny body. Was this really happening? Noodle closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. Hopefully he wouldn't be awake enough to notice her arms once the sweatshirt came off. He poked at her lips with his tongue, and she let him in. Noodle sucked his tongue, sending shivers down his spine. She could feel his hot breath against her face as he frantically breathed through his nose.

"With or without you
With or without you."

They slowly shed their clothing, their bodies tangling as they kisses and gripped the sheets. Noodle pulled the blanket over them as Stuart slowly disappeared out of her sight. She felt his wet lips smashing themselves against her thighs, slowly making their way down. She gasped loudly as she felt him begin to slowly suck on her clit. Her eyes fought to stay open as he repeatedly sent vibrations of pleasure through her body.

"Through the storm, we reach the shore
You gave it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you."

Noodle squirmed as he grabbed her thighs tightly. She had forgotten what it felt like to become this intimate with Stuart. Much different from what she had gotten used to with Kamron. Stuart picked up the pace, making her grabs the sheets tightly and let out a loud moan as a feeling of ecstasy overcame her. She could feel him smile as he kissed his way back up to her neck, wiping his mouth on his arm. She felt her heart pick up suddenly, her want overcoming any feeling she had before this. Anything bad thought she had had no longer existed. Only this moment. Stuart stared down at her, oblivious to the marks she hid underneath the sheets.

"With or without you
With or without you.
I can't live with or without you."

Stuart smiled, his eyes still halfway shut as he leaned down, their lips once again connecting. The moment felt like it could last forever, or at least Noodle hoped it would. She could feel Stuart's erect member warmly resting on her stomach every time they grabbed onto one another. The want was clear in his actions. He kept making thrusting motions, grabbing onto her hips as if asking for permission to break the barrier. Noodle smiled, sucking on his neck one last time. He shuddered, wearing a dazed expression. She finally decided it was enough, pulling him closer.

"And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away."

Stuart bucked one last time, spreading her legs open. Noodle gasped, feeling the warm tip against her entrance. She tugged his blue locks, her want growing. He roughly locked lips with her, thrusting inside of her tight space. She arched back, her moan suffocated in their lip lock. Stuart held her tightly, slightly shaking. His breathing was becoming heavier as they progressed. Noodle bit his chest, urging him for more. He sat up slightly enough for their connection to be visible. Yet again, he seemed to be oblivious to the marks that plagued her arms.

"My hands are tied, my body bruised
She got me with nothing to win
And nothing else to lose."

Noodle winced, feeling a twinge of pain in her stomach as he picked up the pace, holding her thighs tightly against his long body. She closed her eyes, unable to focus on anything other than this. The way he looked in the moonlight as he closed an eye, focusing on the situation. His hair illuminated by the color of the sky. Something about this made him look even more attractive than usual. His pretty boy looks had never faded and probably never would.

"And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away."

Stuart let out a grunt as he stopped for breath, feeling Noodle tug at his hair in displeasure. It had been almost a year since she had felt his comfort in bed and she didn't want to give up the feeling. She wrapped her legs around his hips, pushing him further in and causing him to bites his lip, shaking his head.

"With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you."

"Stu?" Noodle asked raspily," are you alright?" He nodded, leaning in for another snogging, gripping her chest lightly. She wiggled below him, as he gripped onto her nipples, twisting them. She fought with her eyes to keep them open. Stuart sat back up, thrusting in roughly. "I'm s-s-so close Noods," he barely choked out before he held her hips tightly, filling her with his warm cum.

"With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you"

Noodle bit her bottom lip at the feeling of Stuart pulling his now limp member out of her. Stuart closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath and laying beside her, holding her close for a passionate kiss. The embrace tightened for a moment as a pained expression crossed his face. Noodle pulled back, looking at him questionably. "Noodle..." he looked her over," what is wrong with your arms?" Stuart held her arms up, examining them. She instantly panicked. Had he felt the bumps against his waist? "U-um..." her eyes began to shake.

Uh oh! Somebody got caught! To those of you that read through the lemon-ess, thanks for sticking through! Bai!

Song: With or Without You (COVER) - Breathe Carolina