A/N: Thanks to Love.Always.Alice.and.Jasper, Niffer01, guardian music angel, and Spindle Faerie for their reviews of Ch.15, and thanks to all the people who have added me and/or this story to their favs/alerts list.

Sorry this took longer, we've had visitor staying at my place, so it's been kinda hectic. I also wanted this chapter to be just right, so I worked on it a little longer than usual. I hope you enjoy.

BE WARNED:The dirty stuff starts here. HeeHee!

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Alex walked slowly down the hallway, Pogue at her side. He had offered to walk her to her room after it became increasingly obvious that Reid at Talia were a hair's breadth from ripping each other's clothes off in the hallway.

She had a surprisingly good time this evening, mostly thanks to Pogue. He'd always been known as a bit of a rebel, at least by Spencer's standards, what with the long hair, leather jacket, and the motorcycle, but she'd always just dismissed him as a wannabe. He'd dated Kate Tunney, classic Daddy's 'lil Princess, after all. But the guy knew his music, and had good taste, with was a definite positive in her book.

She came to a decision. Kira hadn't been totally wrong when she'd accused Alex of being jealous. Although she was definitely not jealous of Abbot, she washorny, and in desperate need of a guy. Not a boyfriend, but a guy, preferably one who knew what he was doing. She's seen Pogue in gym class, and knew he was ripped, and he definitely looked like the kind of guy who knew what to do between the sheets.

As they reached her door, she asked, "Pogue, you know how I have this problem with Kira? Well, I have the perfect way to get back at her, and I think you're just the right guy to help me with it."

He frowned, not understanding.

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "I want you to come into my room, lock the door, and have sex with me. No strings. Like fuck buddies."

His eyebrows shot up in shock. "You want to have sex with me to get back at Kira?!"

"No, I want to lock Kira out all night to get back at her, I want to fuck you because I'm horny," she smiled, unlocking the door. "You coming in or what?"

Pogue stood in the doorway for a moment, not in indecision, but in shock. A slow smile spread across his face and he stepped over the threshold, locking the door behind him.

Reid definitely liked the 'real' Talia, sexy, wild and currently pressed between his aching body and the door, with her legs wrapped around his waist. He was kissing his way up her throat, nipping the sensitive skin as he made his way to her mouth. When he accidentally bit a little harder than he had intended, he worried he'd hurt her, but she let out a passion-filled groan that shot right to his cock, and pulled him closer, so he figured she didn't mind.

His hands slid up from her softly rocking hips, pulling her top up as he went, revealing toned, smooth skin underneath. He slid his gloved hands along her skin, revelling in the feel of her hot skin against his fingertips. Her arms were wrapped around his shoulders, holding him to her. She reached up and pulled the beanie off his head, causing his hair to stick up at odd angles. It didn't really matter though, as the next second her fingers were tunnelling through it, and gripping tightly as his lips finally met hers.

There were no soft, teasing kisses this time, neither of them had the self-restraint. They had been building up to this all night, with kisses and caresses, and now they were about to combust. Their mouths consumed, their tongues duelled, tasting, fighting, caressing, lips parting only long enough to gasp enough air to continue.

Reid had already lost his jacket on the floor, and Tal began frantically tugging his pullover off, impatiently pulling his t-shirt off at the same time, revealing his lean, toned chest. Reid bent to kiss Tal again, but she avoided his mouth, instead running her finger along the tattoo on his left bicep. "You like tattoos, baby?" he asked, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

She grinned wickedly. "You have no idea," she replied, pushing him back a step, and slowly peeling off her arm warmers, revealing black vines twining around her forearms, contrasting with the brightly colored Mexican-styled flowers and skulls accompanying them.

Reid sucked in a sharp breath, then pressed her back against the door, swiftly pulling her top over her head and claiming her mouth with his. His hips slipped between her legs and, losing control, he began to grind his erection against her jean-covered pussy.

Gasping back a moan, she pushed him away. "What? I thought you wanted this," Reid asked in confusion.

"I do, it's just…I've never done this before," she confessed, half-naked and panting against the door.

"You're…you're a virgin?" Reid asked incredulously.

Tal rolled her eyes. "Most girls are at some point, y'know. I'm not saving myself or anything, I just never got round to it." It sounded a little lame, even to her ears, but it was basically the truth.

"But you want to now? I mean, I've never been with a virgin before, I don't want to hurt you," Reid replied, not expecting this at all.

"I think if we take it slow, at least a first, I'll be fine," she smiled, then frowned as a thought occurred to her. "It doesn't bother you, does it? I mean if you don't want to, we can stop. I'd understand."

Reid smirked, pulling her close and kissing her softly, letting her feel his continued…interest. "I don't think that will be a problem, do you baby?"

She just smiled a brought his lips back down to hers. His hands ghosted up her back, feeling for the back catch of her purple bra, but again she pushed him away. Frowning, he was about to ask what was wrong, when she grabbed his now-glove-free hands in hers and raised them to the valley between her breasts.

"Front clasp," she whispered, laughing at his relieved expression.

Needing no further encouragement, he quickly unhooked the bra and slid it off of her shoulders, revealing her firm, full breasts. He raised one hand back up and gently cupped one, rubbing his thumb softly over the puckered nipple. She moaned, leaning her head back in pleasure.

Unable to deny the temptation, he began slowly nibbling back up her neck, one hand still caressing her, the other wrapped around her waist, holding her to him. As one, they began to stumble towards her bed, stopping only to kick of their shoes.

They both collapsed on the bed causing the springs to groan, and Reid immediately began kissing his way down her body, devouring each of her breasts in turn before continuing lower.

When he reached her jeans, he quickly unzipped them, pulling them swiftly down her legs, and then stood back to unzip his own, dumping them on the floor. Moving back to the bed, he kissed his way along the inside of her thighs, then began to lick her pussy through her already-soaked panties.

She tasted like all the clichés in the world: Honey, nectar, heady sweetness, beautiful. As he ran his tongue down her slit to probe at her entrance through the damp fabric, she let out an almost agonised moan, and pulled his head closer.

He grinned, pulling back despite her murmured protests and slowly pulled her underwear down her long, silky legs. He resumed his position between her thighs and was greeted by the sight of he smoothly wax mound, already glistening from his earlier attentions.

Leaning in close and relishing her scent, he licked slowly up her pussy, ending up at her clit, causing her to moan and buck against his face.

"Reid please, I don't know how much more I can take!" she gasped, throwing her head back against the pillows.

Reid grinned again, and placing one hand over her stomach and using the other to part her lips, he began kissing, nibbling, licking, sucking and biting until she was writhing and moaning under him. Then with one last hard suck on her clit, he sent her tumbling over the edge, her body tensed, quivering as she let out a long, passionate moan.

"Reeeeeid!!"

Unable to hold back and longer, her crawled up over her body, kissing a trail as he went, until at least he met her lips in crashing need. Her hands travelled from his neck, smoothing over his shoulders before dipping between them to glide over his chest and abdomen before finally grasping his straining cock.

"Please!" she whispered, squeezing him softly and causing him to let out a low hiss. Nodding in defeat, he braced himself over her with on hand and positioned himself at her entrance with the other. He hesitated a moment, unsure how to proceed, have never de-flowered a virgin before, he didn't know whether fast or slow would be better.

As if reading his mind, smoothed he hands up his back and whispered, "Fast."

Lowering his head, he kissed her, swallowing her cry as he thrust fully into her. He held himself still for a moment, showering soft, apologetic kisses on her face, and listening as her laboured breathing became steady.

"You okay?" he asked after a moment. She nodded, then smiled, raising her head she captured his lips with hers, moaning against them as her movement caused sensation to flood through both of them. He slowly began to withdraw from her, pushing back in just as slowly, not wanting her first time to be more painful than it needed to be.

Apparently, she had other ideas. Wrapping one leg around him and raising her hips to meet him, she dug her nails into his back and begged, "More. Please Reid, it's okay,"

He began to increase his speed, trying to watch her reactions as he tried to ignore the feeling of her wet, warm pussy surrounding him, wanting to bring her to orgasm once more before he found his own release. She took him, meeting him thrust-for-thrust until he was all but slamming into her. His face was buried in his neck, kissing her when he could focus enough, and he could hear her low, constant growl in his ear, getting louder with each passing, pleasure-filled second.

Suddenly her nails were piercing his back and she began pulsing around him, drawing his own barely-restrained orgasm to break free and wash over him. He groaned into her neck, pumping his hips a few more times as he released into her.

Pulling out, he collapsed next to her, pulling her over so she lay curled against his side. Still breathing hard, she tried to speak, "That was…" she trailed off.

"Yeah," he agreed.

"We're definitely doing that again," she declared.

He grinned, "Give me a minute, okay babe?" She smacked him lightly on the chest. He laughed, but then froze as a chilling thought occurred. He hadn't used a condom. He alwayswore a condom. He may have been a player, but he wasn't an idiot. There was just something about her than made him loose control. "Tal?"

"Hmm?"

"I didn't use a condom," he stated quietly.

Her eyes opened slowly, watching him for a moment, but there was no panic in her eyes. She smiled, "It's okay, I'm safe. You won't get me pregnant. And unless you're keeping secrets, we're both clean. It's fine."

"Are you sure?" he knew he was clean, he was always safe, but he really didn't want to have knocked a girl up before he was even eighteen.

"Yeah, so stop worrying, you'll get wrinkles," she joked, setting him at ease.

He pulled her closer to him, and it wasn't long until they both drifted off into the oblivion of sleep.

Pogue woke up suddenly, feeling the body in his arms jerk sharply. Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he looked over to find Alex staring at the ceiling, her brown eyes wide. Feeling his eyes on her, she looked over and smiled.

"Morning," she murmured, pushing the covers back and sitting up, giving him a excellent view of her smooth, tanned back leading down to her cute little ass. Her wavy brown hair was loose, cascading down her back.

"Morning," he replied, revelling in the feeling of good sex and a good night's sleep. It had been a while.

She stood up, unashamedly naked, and stretched languorously, giving him a good look at the rest of her slim body, causing a now-familiar stirring in his cock. Much to his disappointment though, she walked over to her dresser and began digging around in a drawer, slipping on a pair of multi-colored polka dot boyshorts.

At his groan of disappointment, she laughed good-naturedly, saying, "Sorry stud, but I've got an appointment I gotta keep." Skipping a bra, she pulled on a washed-out t-shirt and faded jeans. Twirling her hair up into a sloppy bun, she added, "Stay as long as you want, just make sure the door locks behind you."

Grabbing her purse from the floor, she walked over to where he was propped up by his elbows on the bed. "I enjoyed last night, if you ever want me to repay the favour, just ask." With that, she gave him a deep, passionate kiss then quickly exited the room.

Pogue flopped back on the bed, grinning. Yes, this is definitely what I needed. Fun sex with no strings attached. He frowned for a moment, thinking about Kate, but was surprised to find that while it still hurt, he no longer felt the searing hopelessness that had filled his chest in the past. Maybe I'm finally moving on.

He looked almost…innocent. And considering their activities last night, that was quite and achievement. His face was relaxed, his pale blonde hair was tousled, his long darker blond lashes were casting shadows on his face in the warm morning light.

Talia was currently lying on her side, contemplating…well, Reid. She had woken up a few minutes earlier, the dull ache between her thighs causing the memories of last night to come flooding back. She didn't regret a second, definitely not, but she was worrying about other things.

He really was cute though. And there was no doubt that he knew what he was doing. He'd been so sweet with her after he found out she was a virgin; she had been concerned he might run in the opposite direction as soon as she told him. And then…nope, she definitely didn't regret sleeping with him.

As if sensing her watching him, he slowly woke. That moment of confusion humans always have when they wake in a strange place flashed over his face, but was swiftly chased away by a soft smile barely tugging the corners of his lips.

"Hey," she said looking into his sparkling blue eyes. Instead of replying, he rolled towards her, capturing her lips in a slow, lazy kiss, before lying on his side facing her.

He watched her for a moment, then said, "I've never done this before, you know," his voice a little husky from sleep.

"What, de-flower virgins? You already told me that," Tal replied, confused.

"No. Well, yeah. But I meant this," he answered, gesturing in their general vicinity. "Waking up next to the girl I just had sex with. I usually bail," he admitted, with the good grace to look a little apologetic.

Tal absorbed the information, not sure if she really wanted to think about what it said about her. Instead, she took the conversation in another direction. "Have there been many?"

Knowing what she meant, he sighed. "More than you want to know about, less than most people think," he shrugged.

Knowing she couldn't avoid the discussion any longer, she took a deep breath. "Reid, what are we? I'm not trying to pressure, I just want to know where I stand. Are we fuck buddies? Lovers? We can't be dating 'cause we haven't actually been on a date, but…"

"I'd like to," he interrupted.

She frowned in confusion, "What?"

"Take you out on a date. Talk. Pay for diner. Grope you during a movie," he smirked, "That sort of thing."

"You do?" She asked, surprised. He nodded. "Reid, I…" she paused. "I'd really like that. But you should know, there are things about me, about my life that I can't tell you about, not because I don't want to, but because I can't. I just want you to know before this all gets more complicated."

He thought for a moment, and then slowly nodded. "There are things about my life I keep secret, too. How 'bout this: we take things slowly, casually, and see where it goes. Exclusive, of course," he added, affectionately stroking the bridge of her nose with one finger. "I don't want to share you."

She smiled, leaning towards him to seal the bargain with a kiss, shrieking as he grabbed her and pulled her on top of him. As she settled, a seductive smile spread across her lips as she felt his hard cock between her legs. Repositioning herself, she sank down onto him, feeling deliciously stretched. He groaned, grasping her hips as she began to move slowly over him, letting the pleasure build…