Inspired by Animals By Nickelback

'Be there in twenty' Clare read, she felt her heart skip a beat.

She gulped audibly as she stared at her text, trying to make out what was just going to happen. Their conversation had started out innocent, with a simple 'hey baby' to 'do you have any idea what i'd do to you?' to 'come get me'. Eli and Clare's relationship has heated up lately - maybe due to the recent she stunt she pulled in school, rebelling the school dress-code.

The young brunette went through her messages and blushed. She should have learned that sexting was bad from Alli's incident, but at least they weren't sending pictures. Well...Clare did have one picture saved in her phone of Eli in nothing but boxers. She wasn't sure what to say when she got it, her mind had words like yummy...gorgeous...bangin'...

Clare shivered, then jumped off her bed and scurried to her closet, trying to find something to wear.

It shouldn't really matter, since it was midnight and her clothes would most likely be off by the time they stopped somewhere. But she picked out a black tank top and regular skinny jeans, a bit tighter then usual but Clare was oblivious to that little fact. Clare heard her phone vibrate and she jumped on top her bed, crawling over to grab the small device.

'You comin'?' It read, and Clare slipped her phone into her pocket before making her way to the small terrace.

Sure enough, there was her boyfriends hearse, parked a small bit away from her house. Being as trained and coordinated as she was, Clare shimmied her way down the tree near the ledge and charged for her boyfriends hearse. It was already started when she slid into the hearse, and she scooted closer to her boyfriend and latched her mouth to his own. They spent a short amount of time kissing, a mere surface kiss - though just as deadly from how her mouth moved against his. Eli pulled away and started to drive away, going slowly on Clare's road as to not wake anyone up.

Clare was making just as difficult when her mouth attached to his neck, sucking gently as her hands slid up and down his jean-clad legs. He gave a moan when she traveled high, cupping him through his jeans and squeezing. Eli swerved slightly, hitting a pot-hole before getting back on track. Speaking off...Eli knew exactly where to go. He sped slightly, right leg quivering as Clare bit his neck hard - her hand rubbing faster. She got bold and slid onto his lap, straddling his hips and grinding into him as he tried to drive. She was a she-devil for sure, with stunts like these, making him swerve once again.

Luckily, he reached his destination. The train-tracks on the outskirts of Degrassi - where no one would disturb them. He shoved her on the seat, mouth attacking hers as his hips ground into hers. She moaned - and Eli nearly came just hearing that delicious noise. He repeated the motion and dove his tongue into her heated mouth. She tasted like mint and chocolate, smelled it too. He ran his tongue over her smooth teeth, then to her tongue, coaxing the pink muscle to respond. Soon enough, Clare tilted her had to give him better access and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Never in Clare Edward's life did she expect to have sex in a hearse. But she was. She was sure of it. And she couldn't care less. She'd have sex with Eli - and only Eli - on a carnival ride for all she cared...Actually...She had. And what a night that was. Before Clare could think further, Eli's mouth left her mouth and trailed hot kisses to her cheek. Then to her jaw and lower until her reached her pulse point. He copied her from earlier and sucked on the skin, though, this time he added a thrust to the mix. Clare groaned and tugged on Eli's jacket, making it slid off of him. She slid her hands down further to the hem of his shirt and moved her hands under the fabric. His skin was hot and smooth, everything she loved.

Eli growled and grabbed Clare's wrists, seemingly wanting to be in control tonight. Not that she would complain. That was one of her turn-ons, being dominated. Yes, Saint Clare liked to man-handled. Oh, how she liked to be man-handled. The moment was short-lived though. Because there was a small knock on the glass of the driver side window.

"What was that?" Clare asked, snapping her head up.

"Nothing. Probably the wind." Eli mumbled against her skin, moving lower to the exposed part of her shirt.

There was another knock and Clare tilted her head to see and angry face on the other side. She gave a scream and pushed herself on the passenger-side of the hearse. Eli looked behind him, startled and turned his body to press his back to Clare. Suddenly, a light appeared with the figure and Clare felt herself pale.

"Clare Marie Edwards!" Yelled her father, giving a harsh bang on the window.

"Ohmygod!" She shrieked, hiding her face in the back of Eli's neck.

Ohmy! I am so so sorry about the whole 'diablahblah' thing! It was suppose to be diaphragm and I was going to fix it but I guess I never did! Again, a stupid mistake on my part! Sorry!

Crissy-Kitty-Kat