This first chapter is the prose version of 'Homework' from deviantART. All the speech was written by CTW36 on deviantART and I've simply added the description. Really you should check out the original but be warned it is for mature adults only.

Any following chapters are my own continuation.

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Jeanette lay full length on her bed. She wished now she had gone out with her sisters. She'd probably have got as much work done.

"I'm never gonna put all of this in my head tonight."

"What seems to be the problem?" She recognised the sophisticated voice and glanced over at her boyfriend. She hadn't been expecting to see him tonight and frankly she could do without the distraction.

"Test…" she replied vaguely.

"What?"

"The test on calculus is tomorrow and I'm still not done with my four page homework on it. Ohhh…" she moaned as she buried her head in her pillow.

Simon had hoped to surprise Jeanette with his visit but he was the one currently caught by surprise. He wondered if she realised that in that position, with that dress on, he could see… His glasses steamed up in the suddenly warm atmosphere and he hurriedly wiped them off. As Jeanette lifted her head again, he sat on the side of her bed.

"As usual, Jeanette, you worry too much. Here, you want me to help you with that? I'm done with mine anyway."

"No thanks Si," Jeanette knew if he stayed she wouldn't be able to focus at all. "I don't want to eat up your precious time. Besides, aren't you supposed to be watching 300 with your brothers tonight?" Simon was concentrating on subtly removing his trainers and didn't reply. "And… it's my fault I procrastinated, so just leave me be." She sighed and re-read the answer she'd just written. "Dang!! That wasn't right!"

Simon watched her affectionately.

"I can see that you're not thinking clearly." Jeanette began to pull herself upright. Simon couldn't help but notice the revealing way her dress slipped over her. She still wasn't paying him much attention.

"Just leave me alone and go watch your 300." Simon had no wish to leave so soon.

"They're all sleeping… unfortunately." Jeanette looked at him fully for the first time and couldn't help smiling.

"So why the awfully happy face?" She put hands on hips in mock sternness.

"Uhhh… I like studying more than movies? Yeah, that's it… ehhh…" Jeanette turned back to her own studies. With Simon, that statement might actually be true but… She heard him shuffling round behind her.

"C'mon Jean. Lemme help, so you can sleep early too. You need that energy tomorrow, y'know." He really wasn't giving up she thought.

"If you insist. Okay…" she picked up her book. "Now this variable goes over…" she glanced at Simon and gasped. "Hey, hey!! What are you doing?!" She dropped her book and almost fell off the bed. He caught her hand and pulled her to stand with him. He'd stripped off his jersey and trousers! She was too shocked to say anything as he calmly undid the buttons down the front of her dress. Then he said,

"What goes where?" Jeanette suddenly recovered her wits. She fumed at him. This was not helping with her homework. She sighed in exasperation as he unhooked her bra. Though his lips did feel good on her neck, and he did have the softest touch, she hadn't let her defences down yet.

"You're eating up my precious time!"

"No," he replied calmly, "I'm eating you my precious." No-one else saw this side of Simon and Jeanette always melted whenever he showed his softer side. However, when she realised he'd got her lying on the bed (she'd been too distracted to notice), she made one final attempt to get back to her homework.

"Get off me Simon! I need to study!" He was now holding one of her legs.

"I thought you needed the energy."

"I do, but not this kind of energy." He leant back.

"C'mon Jean, Alvin already did it with Brit on Poker night the other night." That surprised Jeanette.

"They what?!"

"They didn't tell you?" Jeanette wondered how her sister could possibly have not told her something so important. She shook her head.

"No." Simon's romancing had by now been derailed and he looked upset.

"So… What now?" he asked. Jeanette looked at him. His eyes were lowered, unsure and hurt. She looked at her homework. Did she really care more about a dumb test than the wonderful guy in front of her?

With a playful smile she began to wriggle out of her panties.

"Baahh! Let these numbers go to blazes!" She grabbed Simon by his boxers and pulled him towards her. "Take 'em all off now! I'm not letting my sister best me!"

"That's the idea." Simon smiled as he held her in his arms.

"Now show Alvin how his big brother does it!" And as he moved to kiss her she whispered, "This'll be our own little secret."

LATER

Simon and Jeanette felt all warm and fuzzy.

"You're soft, darling." Simon murmured as he looked up at Jeanette, radiant and dishevelled.

"Y'know, you look cuter without your jersey." As they lazily embraced, both murmured softly,

"I love you…"