Slow down, just breathe
All we have is all we need
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
We'll go far with hearts like ours
Till then we've got today
,~V~,
I laid out on the bed of our hotel, lazily watching the TV. Nothing good was on but it wasn't like I had a huge variety to choose from besides news programs. I heaved a sigh and wondered when Willa would be back. She said she needed some down time and I agreed. Something was on her mind but I couldn't tell what it was. She would get moody sometimes and then her ability to brush off anything and everything I said disappeared and she snapped at me which made me snap back and then we were fighting. The fierce way she'd yell at me and the tension in the air always excited me. But that was just me in general. I loved a good fight and often got in many back when I was still human. In all my twenty three years of life I decided that bar fights were the best. Willa, being around twenty five and sheltered from daddy dearest, never understood that. She didn't get it even after I continued to get in bar fights. The only difference now was I had to take it easy on the humans while I let loose on fellow vampires.
It usually happened at mostly vampire bars though, since I knew she wouldn't want humans killed on accident should I get carried away. Although, I had to also be wary of older vampires that could tear me to pieces. Willa wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it. Even then it was still fun. I liked to fight and the higher the danger, while reckless, was still worth the thrill. It was primal and exciting and I wanted Willa to feel it too, but she didn't. She didn't see fun in violence no matter which angle she looked at it. She wasn't any fun, but it was enough that she bailed me out when I need it. That was all I could ask for. I let out a huff and closed my eyes to relax when the door flew open. I sat up quickly, baring my teeth, but it was just Willa. She looked pissed and completely stressed out. She slammed the door shut and then stomped over to the other side of the room to start getting dressed. She only managed to take off her shoes, socks, and shirt before she screamed and chucked a shoe which embedded in the wall over my head.
"Fuck, give me a crater for a face why don't you. What's stuck up your ass?" I asked her, sliding to the edge of the bed and then standing to confront her.
"I'm not going back there," she whispered tersely, more to herself than to me.
"What?" I questioned with a quirk of my eyebrow. Her eyes flicked up to find mine and struck me with intense frustration. I had never seen her like that. It was hot but unfortunately I was starting to get concerned.
"Are you ok?" I asked her carefully, dropping some of my abrasive tone and reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder. She sighed, a bit despondent.
"Stop me," she muttered, closing her eyes. I tilted my head in confusion.
"Stop you? From what?" I wondered. Suddenly, her hands had a hold of my shirt and she was roughly yanking me into her. My own hands gripped at her shoulders and I froze. The energy she was giving off gave me mixed signals. Was she angry or…no. Really? Was that sexual frustration? That plus anger and it was no wonder she was bent out of shape.
"Willa, what-" I tried to say when her mouth was suddenly on mine. She swallowed my words and I had no choice but to bend to her will. Just as quick as it started it stopped and she was shoving me away.
"Fuck. I'm sorry," she apologized, her eyes wide.
"Hey, no problem. You haven't done anything wrong. As long as you won't regret this, then I'll be happy to do what I can to help you," I told her, my finger tracing her collarbone. I might as well get my kicks while I could. Why not with someone I was comfortable with? We could help each other out. She looked into my eyes again. That tense frustration was still there but hesitancy held it at bay. I hadn't had any action in so long I decided to get the ball rolling. If she showed some interest it should just take a small push to get her going. Plus, she looked like she needed it. It was the best way to unwind after all. I stepped closer and kissed along her jaw then down her throat while my hands drifted over her body and down to her jeans. My fingers swiftly unbuttoned them just as my tongue graced her skin. She groaned and tilted her head back.
"It's my turn to tell you to just relax and go with it. Maybe afterwards we can talk," I proposed, stopping to whisper in her ear. She nodded, voice lost. I kissed her ear and then gripped her hands by the wrist to direct them onto my stomach. I pressed her hands flat and then slid them down then back up under my shirt so that her hands met bare skin. I left them there to do as she pleased and went back to pushing at her pants while nuzzling and kissing her neck. I felt her hands twitch before they ran over my skin. I let out a breath and my smirk grew when they caressed my sides before slipping out. I pulled away slightly to question her with my eyes but she slammed her lips on mine and her hands came alive. She tore open my button up, sending the buttons flying, and then tore open my pants. Her lips collided with mine over and over, her tongue making brief appearances. She pushed off my ruined shirt and then gripped my shoulders to push me back towards the bed. At the last minute I switched us around so that I had her pinned to the bed. She shoved at my pants so I kicked them off. I then yanked off hers and pressed my hand roughly between her legs. She growled and her hips rose.
"Please," she begged. I unclasped her bra and threw it aside then leaned down to suck on the newly exposed flesh. She squirmed under me and moaned. I pulled back with a deep groan of my own and felt my fangs descend. Hers were out too when I looked down at her. I kissed her hard and began rocking into her. Our lips parted so she could moan loudly and I went back to her chest before kissing down her torso to her hip. I held my left arm under her arching back while I laid next to her. My right hand skimmed down over her thigh before coming back up to pull off her panties. I leaned in to kiss her navel and her right hand gripped my shoulder. Her left gabbed at the sheets. I smirked before running my finger over her slowly. She tensed further, closed her eyes, and threw back her head while gritting her teeth.
"You're so tense. Relax," I husked, licking at her stomach. A breathy moan left her lips as I teased her. I stroked her a few more times before going for the sensitive bundle of nerves that immediately made her cry out. Her hips rose again but I held her down. Her constant whimpers and moans made me pant with need. I wanted to see her unravel. I slipped two fingers into her and she snarled, her nails cutting into my shoulder. My hips jerked at the pain she inflicted, a low growl leaving my mouth, but I focused on her, pumping my fingers in and out in a gradual fast pace. Her growls mixed with cries of ecstasy and her hips rocked into my hand to help take me deeper. I bit at her thigh and side a few times, and the returned pain seemed to be enough to bring her to climax. With a final cry her body went rigid and her walls held me inside her. She whimpered as she came back down and I slipped out of her the moment I could. I pushed off the bed and sat up to give her space. I stood when I spotted my shirt. I pulled it on and let it hang on me now that I couldn't button it.
"What about you?" she questioned me. I glanced at her over my shoulder and smiled a little.
"I'm good. Seeing you like that was enough. It was mostly to help you calm the fuck down anyway," I answered, walking around to collect her clothes. I set them in a pile next to her and then raided the small fridge for a can of New Blood. I took a seat on a chair by the heavily draped window and sat back drinking it while I watched her dress. I didn't return to bed until I was done. Willa didn't seem to mind. She just relaxed into the mattress, looking more at ease, and watched the news. When I finally finished I laid next to her and tucked my arms behind my head. She didn't move but eventually she spoke.
"My maker called me back. I don't know what he wants but whatever it is it can't be good, could it? I mean, I don't have to listen to him but there's a possibility it isn't as bad as I'm making it out to be," she reasoned aloud.
"So that's why you were so tense and frustrated? I sense abandonment issues," I teased. She smacked my stomach and I laughed. I looked over at her and she looked back at me, her brows creased. I smoothed a thumb over her forehead as a silent request for her to remain relaxed. She smiled and did so. I tucked my hand back in place before replying properly.
"From all that you've shared with me it doesn't seem like he would want anything from you. Maybe he just needs you to go home for another reason? Have you given anyone else a means to contact you?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"Then maybe one of them wants to see you and they asked him to call for you?" I reasoned. She thought about it before sighing.
"Fair enough. That place just brings back too much for me," she confessed.
"Don't worry. I'll be there to make it far from how it used to be. Hell, I might even offend most of your friends and we can get the hell out of there early. It wouldn't even be your fault in the slightest," I joked. I could see her holding back a smile so I nudged her until she laughed.
"Ok, fine. Next stop, Bon Temps, Louisiana," she agreed.
"Hick town here we come!" I shouted. She shushed me with a hand on my mouth. I bit her and she pulled away with a frown.
"Why are Californians so weird?" she complained after nursing her hand and smacking my shoulder this time.
"You didn't find just any old Californian. I'm from Hollywood. We're the weirdest of the weird. Believe me," I continued to joke. She laughed.
"Ok, well, we'll see which place is weirder when we get to Bon Temps. You might change your mind," she warned me. I only shrugged and got up to make sure the single window was properly blocked off. I then made sure the door was locked before jumping back in bed. I rolled over so that I faced the door with my back to Willa. Her hand pressed between my shoulder blades.
"Thank you, Jade," she muttered in the slight dark after shutting off the TV.
"Don't mention it," I replied nonchalantly. Her hand removed from my back and I felt her roll over to face the opposite way. I wondered what we had established but quickly cut myself off from too much thinking and prepared to relax instead. We had another adventure ahead of us, one that would take me to a place I had never been before. I looked forward to the idea of going somewhere new.
,~TB~,
Jade with someone else? Gasp! No, but really, I was trying out something different. I don't like the thought of Jade with anyone but Tori (reluctant if she's with Beck) but I kinda didn't mind with Willa since it was more of a favor that was more friendly than romantic and it was a character not from Victorious, so I guess it didn't feel the same.
