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WARNING: Heterosexual good times ahead.
Reid felt at home.
He wasn't in his literal home, the garish mansion up the road from Tyler. He stood in the Spencer Academy's pool area, breathing deep the familiar and comforting smell of chlorine and water.
He did his best not to let Hannah's description of the pool to mar his thoughts.
"It's got chlorine in it, that means it's not germ infested," he thought to himself but uncertain. She was a genius after all so what if she knew something he didn't? Disgust started to creep into his chest as he thought about how they all sweated while competing, that much he knew for sure. There were rules about showering beforehand but he thought of all the times he shirked that particular duty and he wondered how many others had done the same. Their daily filth washing out into the water.
The meet had just begun and he was not scheduled to race until later. The junior varsity team members always went first and he was pleased at the crop of freshmen that had joined that year. He was worried that Tyler would be left behind with a bunch of talent-less novices once he, Pogue, and Caleb left for University but they were proving they belonged on the team. He doubted that Tyler would be able to carry all the extra weight by himself to get them to State next year but at least they wouldn't be totally embarrassed.
Reid paced the length of the pool several laps around, a bundle of energy that wouldn't let him sit still. By his fourth lap, Tyler had caught up to him and asked,
"Dude, what is with you? You keep walking laps then you're not going to have enough energy to swim."
"Too much energy to just sit still. I'm going to win anyway. I usually do and Hannah told me I had to so I must. I think she worked her mind freakness on me but that's OK. I'm going to win and then there shall be the sexy times. Jeez, what is taking this meet so long?"
Tyler wasn't sure what all Reid had mumbled in quick succession but he got the idea that the blonde had a run in with the witch.
"Ummm…I take it Hannah was pleased with the test results?"
"Yes! She was indeed," he replied with a megawatt smile.
"Did you two…?" Tyler asked letting the question die off.
"No, apparently the lab she was working in had volatile chemicals that could kill us all if our powers got out of control…speaking of deadly chemicals, remind me later to give the TaG students a gift basket."
"A gift basket?" the brunette asked, completely baffled by Reid's random tangent.
"Yes, a gift basket! I was thinking Edible Arrangements, people love fruit cut into flower shapes."
"Why are you getting TaG students gift baskets?"
"So they don't blow up the school," he said as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.
Tyler's eyes grew big with worry and didn't understand how Reid could be so cavalier.
"Whoa, did you hear someone threatening the school?"
"No, this is more of a preventative measure. I didn't realize how dangerous the TaG students are until I met Hannah."
Tyler had a hard time picturing Hannah or any of the TaG students with their asthma and low sodium diets could be dangerous.
"No listen," the older warlock explained. "They are all super geniuses' right? Socially awkward as hell but super smart, so while we're making fun of them behind their back and avoiding them at all costs; they have access to all these chemicals and God knows what else with an unlimited amount of time to stew about how mean we are and plot their revenge. This entire time I've been teasing Daniel Marlboro about how the only girlfriend he'd ever have is one he'd have to pay for, he's probably plotting my demise and figuring how to get rid of my remains in an acid slash Draino bath. I know it can be done, I've seen it on Bones."
This was oddly paranoid of Reid and with his quick clipped speech he was suspicious of where all of this energy was coming from.
"Did you down like four Redbulls or something?"
"No I'm just jacked up on Hannah. Man, I've never been so pumped for a meet."
"I thought you didn't…"
"We didn't but we kissed and it was…wow. Now I know why you've been killing at practice and so productive the past week. Her kiss is like ambrosia and I'm sure being with her is even better."
"It is, the renewed energy you feel…there's nothing like it. But get your head in the game. We're about to go up."
Reid looked to the swimmer's platform and saw that the Varsity members were gearing up. Pogue was first with the Butterfly stroke. It was one of the hardest styles of swimming and only Pogue had the back muscles strong enough out of the entire team for that meet.
Pogue dove gracefully into the water, his movements quick and sleek. He looked to be made for the water as he knifed through the pool. With an untrained eye, they would see his powerful shoulders undulate in the water and him all but fly from one end of the pool to another. Reid, on the other hand, knew that his brother was struggling and used every ounce of energy he had into the race. They all worked hard and earned their medals but at that meet it was obvious to him the Parry scion was not at his peak performance.
Usually Pogue dominated his division but he finished mere milliseconds before his competition. The coach wouldn't ride his ass too hard because Pogue did win but the dirty blonde knew that he would get a lecture from Coach Rhys.
The equipment manager handed Pogue a towel, the small terry cloth not doing much for his six foot frame as he dried every inch of his body. The swimmers from the other school, male and female a like, couldn't help but stare as he swiped the white fabric over his exposed flesh. They couldn't tear their eyes away and admired his toned chest, his sinfully cut abs; the blonde could tell they wished they were the towel that kissed his skin or the water that ran do the length of Pogue.
Reid grinned when Pogue bent over to dry his legs and it was obvious that some of their competition's breath caught in their throats and their minds went to naughty places as their eyes feasted on all that was exposed; as evidence by their reddening cheeks.
"And that's why he gets the swim suit two sizes too small," Reid said in good humor.
Tyler just frowned a bit, not liking that Reid would mention other males in his presences.
Pogue joined them as they watched their teammates' race. Aaron Abbott had taken over the lead in freestyle but he was not an adequate replacement for Caleb. He had finished with a commendable time but it wasn't enough to overtake the massive boy from the other school. Caleb would have but he wasn't there and no one knew when he'd be back. No one said anything other than the obligatory "good race" to Aaron as he toweled off. Even Reid kept his mouth shut because the usually antagonistic student did his best and he wasn't going to ride him for it. Aaron, for his part, knew enough not to start anything; sufficiently humbled by his loss.
Reid caught something out of the corner of his eye as he made his way to the platform.
In the bleachers sat Sura Hopkins, the girl that had swindled two hundred dollars from his earlier in the week. She appeared to have some sort of long multicolored scarf around her neck and a camcorder attached to her hands. He had never seen her at one of their competitions before and he wondered what she was doing there.
The girl noticed the blonde looking at her and she produced two huge elaborate signs.
One sign had blue glitter with Tyler's name and team number with flourishes all around. There were some intricate geometrical shapes that he recognized as a molecule and a chemistry equation but he wasn't sure of what.
He was pleasantly surprised he had his own sign, done with red glitter, embellishments, and some sort of math equation. He didn't understand what she was trying to say but it made him feel giddy that Hannah took the time to make something like that for him, recognizing her handwriting. He couldn't stop smiling as he hopped into the water and climbed onto the wall to prepare for the face. As he pushed against the wall and sped through the water he was sure he was smiling the entire race.
Sura sat in the stands wondering why she had never gone to a swim meet before. The guys were hot and they had very little on. Why didn't anyone tell her this before?
Hannah might not have wanted to be anywhere near the "germ infested poisoned death pool" (in her words) but that didn't mean she didn't want to cheer on her paramours. So Sura agreed to do a live feed and present the posters they had stayed up all night making for the event. She was pleased that both boys seem to appreciate their efforts even though it was clear they didn't understand the content.
The boys weren't the only ones who didn't understand because Kate and Sarah mentioned the signs,
"What do your signs mean?" Kate asked amicably. She knew Sura through Hannah although they had never officially hung out.
"Reid's sign has the drag equation and at which point he would most efficiently race through water. Tyler has the chemical make up of pool water, which is a mixture water, carbonates, bicarbonates, hydroxides, and alkaline substances that is perfectly balanced," she explained but felt the spirit of the idea was lost on them.
"Stop zooming in on Aaron's ass and get to the game," a voice inside her ear demanded.
"First off, it's not a game. It's a meet. Secondly, if you want specific screen shots then you should be here. So while I'm camerawoman, I'll video what I please thank you," Sura replied to the confusion of the other girls.
When she noticed she sounded like a crazy person, she drew back her curtain of auburn curly hair, revealing a small electronic device in her ear and said,
"Hannah's on the Bluetooth."
"Oh, hi Hannah!" both girls greeted.
Hannah replied and Sarah asked,
"Why isn't she here to cheer them on?"
"Because the pool is a vile place filled various fluids that are hidden under the guise of cleanliness of chlorine. Which by the way is a deadly poisonous gas and I don't know why they don't use sea-water pools. The school is certainly wealthy enough to afford one. Also, did you know that at any given time, pool water can contain up to twenty percent urine? Not to mention any other bodily fluid such as semen or sweat."
"Yeah I'm not going to tell them all that," Sura said of Hannah's reply.
"Why not? They asked a question and I answered it."
"In the most convoluted and roundabout way possible," she told the germaphobic girl.
"She has a thing about pools and let's just leave it at that," Sura told the others and left it at that. They accepted the explanation knowing how Hannah could be.
Reid's specialty was the back stroke and he tore through the water, amped from Hannah's kiss and her words echoing through his mind.
"You will win"
Her wicked smile promised him a night of debauchery and her thoughtful gesture of making the poster for him spurned him on, going faster and faster to get to her sooner. He had never had a girl do such a thing and it gave him an odd aching and sweet feeling inside him that he had never felt before.
Before he knew it, the race was over and the cheer of the crowd was deafening. His teammates jubilantly pulled him out of the pool and congratulated him on such a good lap. He was confused by all the celebration until he noticed his time.
"Holy shit, Reid. You broke the state record for you division!" Tyler exclaimed, proud of his friend's accomplishment.
He wanted nothing more than to kiss the brunette in celebration but restrained himself. No one knew he was Bi and no one knew that he was with Tyler. It wasn't something they were ready to share with anyone, at least not yet and probably not at Spencer. He settled for a "man hug" that he had to share with the rest of the teammates.
He was riding high and felt that nothing could beat that moment. Tyler had won his division as well and even if the last few meets were totally bombed, they did well enough time wise that they were clearly the winners. After the youngest Son had done his meet, he noticed that Sura had left the pool area. He shrugged and figured she was only there for him and Tyler; riding the adrenaline high of winning and doing so well for the rest of the meet.
Sura made her way through the boys locker room and noticed how dank it was. For such a wealthy school, it seemed that no matter where she went boys locker rooms were going to be disgusting. She found the locker she had been instructed to open and used the stethoscope she had handy to figure out the combination. It paid off to have acute hearing trained with years of music lessons. She grabbed the article she had been sent to retrieve and hesitated by the locker a couple doors down.
"To steal or not to steal?" she contemplated out loud. She reached for the locker belonging to Aaron Abbot but at the last minute decided against it.
"Too creepy, much too creepy. You better appreciate this Hannah," she mumbled to herself as she made her escape.
Soon after the locker room was filled with ruckus cheers and the boys filled in and got ready to go back to the dorms. Reid paid attention to showering, not wanting to offend Hannah with any lingering chlorine smell or put her off by reminding her of why she didn't want to go to their meet.
Soon he was in a pair of comfortable black jeans and a grey wife beater, spraying a dash of his favorite cologne on, feeling confident and eager to get to Hannah. The locker room had emptied out; the team leaving for Nicky's to celebrate their big win which included Pogue.
"Are you not going to Nicky's?" Reid asked Tyler who lingered behind. He was packing his gear into his dufflebag and noticed something was missing.
"I guess I didn't bring it with me," he thought to himself as he couldn't think of where the missing article could have gone but swore he brought with him.
"Yeah I will, I'll catch up to them later. I guess I wanted to see you before you left to see Hannah. I'll be crashing at my parent's tonight so you don't have to worry about putting me out."
There was a strange tension in the air that neither one of them wanted to address. Reid knew that Tyler had developed feelings for the girl and despite his slight jealousy; he couldn't pass an opportunity with her. He wanted more of that energy that she provided, that life giving power that exuded from her. It was almost as addicting as magic itself. Still he cared for Tyler and didn't want to alienate him.
"Are you OK with this?"
The brunette hesitated longer than he liked and it said more than what came out of his mouth.
"I am…" he started but then he could tell that Reid did not believe him. "Mostly. But you want her, she wants you. There's nothing I can do to stop it."
"Maybe but I can still say no."
Reid being a good guy for once in his life when it came to females made the situation easier. It reminded Tyler why he initially wanted his best friend and his sort of girl friend to get together in the first place. He wanted them both in his life and to accomplish that, he needed to be willing to share her.
He walked up to the freshly showered teen and kissed him deeply. He felt the need to, once again, assert his claim onto the blonde and placed his mouth over the fading love bite; pressing his teeth down and sucking the spot until it was a deep purple, his teeth marks clearly shown. He embraced the blonde, inhaling deeply his uniquely spicy scent that was all Reid. He remembered giving Hannah a similar mark that very morning after a bout of love making in her private shower. Tyler knew it was sort of an obnoxious move on his part because she didn't know who Reid was seeing but he was giving her a signal that part of the blonde was taken.
"Will you still be mine?" Tyler asked softly, betraying the fear in his soul.
"Always," Reid answered, looking deeply into Tyler's eyes; begging him to believe and trust in him.
They departed, going opposite directions; Reid towards the dorms and Tyler to the student parking lot to head to Nicky's.
When the youngest Son got to his truck, he didn't leave right away. He contemplated the gravity of the situation. There was a plethora of conflicting emotions in a tempest inside him. He wanted Reid to be healthy, he really did. He didn't want to lose him to the power. He wanted Hannah to be taken care of as well. If something were to happen to him, he wanted her to have another option and not fall into the madness she was terrified of.
He thought he could separate his emotions from the situation but getting to know Hannah and the situation with Reid was complicated to say the least.
Reid was his best friend and the person he usually went to, to talk about anything but now that he was at the core of his issues; he didn't have anyone and he felt very alone.
Hannah had proven a great confidant but still the same issue; she was part of the dilemma and couldn't talk to her about the situation.
He stared into space as fears he had yet to give a voice to haunted his thoughts.
Reid was much more experienced and confident in the bedroom, what if Hannah decided she preferred Reid exclusively to him? What if Reid became addicted to Hannah's touch and life giving energy as he had? What if he decided that he was more into girl's and left him for Hannah? He hated that he had opened himself up to a world of hurt and there was no way to stop it. Part of him didn't want to stop it but he feared he'd be left by the two most important people in his life.
The fear turned to anger, hating the situation and wishing things weren't so complicated. He lost control of his powers and lashed out, breaking every window in his truck. The reality of what he did crashed into him and he worriedly looked around to make sure there were no witnesses. When it seemed there had been none, he Used to fix the damage he had done and he decided he was not in the mood to celebrate.
He headed to his house and he noticed as he crawled into bed how cold it was without Reid or Hannah.
Reid made his way back to the dorms, glad that Hannah hadn't insisted on meeting at some expensive hotel. He had known a few girls that would not have fun unless they were on pure Egyptian cotton sheets or something else as lavish. He was glad she was more down to earth and only made the exception for her first time which is something he could understand. His own first sexual experience involved a Senior at her prom during his freshman year and a suite at the Hilton.
He saw that the room was dark and wondered if Hannah had arrived yet. What greeted him when he opened his stopped him dead in his tracks and made his breath hitch.
All of the lights were off and surrounding the room were several candles giving her an ethereal glow. She lay on his bed, her hair tumbling down her shoulders in a riot of curls, a sensuous smile donned her lips.
She wore nothing but his missing Letterman jacket and he smiled at how cunning she was.
"So that's where my jacket went, how'd you get it?"
"That's a secret. I hear someone is due for a 'congratulations,'" she said playfully as she stood on her knees on his bed, the jacket engulfing her and going mid-thigh.
A surprising sense of possession came over him, seeing her in his Letterman jacket. He locked the door behind him and used his power to create an invisible wall to sound proof the room. He didn't need busybody neighbors to hear their activities and he was sure she'd appreciate the sentiment.
He felt the pull of his magic towards her, giving into her call; being with her as he was meant to.
Without further preamble he embraced her in a heated kiss, letting her feel all the want that had build up since meeting her.
Giddiness washed over her as she tasted him, taking in his scent; leather and sandalwood. He reminded her of fire and passion, sexuality oozed from his very being. Since being awakened, she had grown more confident and took what she wanted. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than Reid.
He was wild and chaotic, everything she wasn't. She was enamored with his pale skin against her tanned one, how light and fine his hair was compared to her thick curls. Everything about him fascinated her, he was the exotic rare pure white dove among the pigeons.
He eagerly ripped the jacket open, drinking in her olive skin. Tasting all that she had to offer, kissing her neck and pulling her close; she could feel how much he wanted her. She could tell he was going to take his time, getting to know her body but that wasn't what she wanted.
Hannah grabbed his head between her hands and forced his mouth to hers, taking control of the situation. She forcefully pushed him to the bed and straddled his hips, tearing at the grey wifebeater.
Reid lay shocked beneath her, not used to such aggression in a female. He naturally submitted to her wishes and relaxed into the bed. The caress of her hands igniting his skin, feeling as if he were on fire from her touch. She explored every dip and angle of muscle exposed to her. She lifted his arm, indulging in her wish to trace his tattoos with her tongue, feeling decadent and naughty.
The witch leaned down to kiss him as she undid his pants. They never broke apart as he kicked off the last vestiges of his clothing, moaning at the her wetness as she rubbed against him; hissing at the contact. She was not feeling patient that evening and she took what she wanted.
He threw his head back in ecstasy at her warm heat, never feeling someone so tight or the lightening of pleasure that ran through his body. Every logical though left his body as she rode him, going in and out of her slowly. He desperately wanted to go faster, lose himself completely in her but she was in control. She placed a hand on his chest, commanding his obedience. He would do anything to please her, even accept the slow torture of her pace.
Hannah reveled in his submission, loving the full feeling he provided.
The sear of his eyes upon her, she was a goddess.
She sped up her movements, no longer able to take her time. He supported her hips and angled himself to hit her in just the right spot. Her moans and mewls loud above him, stroking his masculine pride; glad that he had cast the noise canceling spell. His hands made their way between them, using his gracefully long fingers to expertly stroke her bundle of nerves.
"Reid!" she moaned as she rode him faster and faster, needing release.
He couldn't tear his eyes away from how beautiful she looked as she came undone above him. His own peak started to build within him.
So enraptured they were in each other, they did not notice the flames from the candles came alive. They flickered in time with their movements, building higher and higher. The two teens were so lost in their passion they didn't notice the flames engulf the curtains or the books, moving across the room.
As it had with Tyler, a channel had opened between them; creating an explosive heat that consumed them both.
Hannah could not take anymore of Reid's talented hands and an energy burst from her and the flames reacted to her undoing. Her womanhood convulsed around him, urging his own release. She continued to move, wanting him to reach his own peak. She leaned down and kissed him; smiling at how good he was being.
"Come."she commanded throatily.
Reid had no control over his body as he did as she told. His body tensed and his grip on her hips tightened; no doubt in his mind that she'd be bruised the next day. He saw Tyler's mark upon her neck, the same one adorned his own but he smirked that he had added his own. She rode his orgasm out, quivering beneath her as he emptied inside of her.
Their movements slowed down and they tried to catch their breath. She stroked his chest, seeing golden trails erupt from her fingers and absorb into him. Her magic flowing from her into him, his mind swimming in the power. He pulled her down, kissing her; his own magic a crimson smoke seeping from his pores and she breathed it in. Both flying high from the exchange, feeling the universe was in its right place and they were where they meant to be.
Reid closed his eyes and relaxed into healing powers of being with Hannah. She looked around and panic hit her as she realized the room was set aflame.
"Reid! We're on fire!" she screamed as she shook him to get his attention.
"Relax baby, I know it was awesome...like a fire between us."
"No Reid! The room is literally on fire!" she screeched as she untangled herself from him and wrapped the sheet around her.
"Holy shit! We need to get out of here," he jumped to action, taking her arm and attempted to led her out the door.
"Reid, the doorway is blocked by a wall of flame and we're naked!"
"Right, OK. Hold onto me," he instructed as he embraced her.
The two teens disappeared in a black smoke from the blazing inferno.
They emerged in the student parking lot, Reid stumbling from the use of so much power. Before Hannah had come into his life, it would have winded him but with the boost from the witch he only felt slightly dizzy. He quickly recovered and opened the red Audi after he conjured his keys. The naked teens quickly escaped the school with no one the wiser.
"What about all your stuff?" Hannah asked as the school disappeared behind them.
"Little too late to save it now, Pyro," he teased.
"Wait, I did not do that. That was all you."
"No way. That has never happened to before."
"Well I've been experimenting with my power for weeks and fire isn't one of them."
They bickered for a while at whose fault it was but neither was willing to admit fault. They dropped the argument as neither could prove who lost control.
They drove in silence as he headed towards his house.
He couldn't help but think how sexy she looked wrapped in nothing but a sheet, a tan leg peaking out. His hand made its way to her thigh, caressing its softness. His hand went higher and higher, her legs opening to welcome his attention. He found her moist womanhood, aching for more attention. He slipped one finger easily into her, Hannah responding favorably to the intrusion; bucking her hips into his hand as he added fingers. He thumbed her clitoris, her breathing becoming labored as her release built up.
He gripped the steering wheel, trying his best to keep them from crashing. His arousal growing from her moans of pleasure.
Again, he was able to make her come apart and the sheet suddenly burst into flames.
The car swerved from his surprise but Hannah was able to put it out before it spread.
"OK, maybe it was me," she admitted sheepishly.
They laughed as they pulled into the Garwin estate. Hannah was amazed to see the manor at night, the fountain lit up.
"Ummm...are those peacocks?" she asked uncertain of the bright plumage of the birds that roamed the grounds.
"Yeah my mom saw them at the zoo once, had to have them ever since."
"So you're kind of naked...are you just going to walk into your house?"
"Wouldn't be the first time," he said with a wink.
All Hannah could do was shake her head and laugh under her breath. He pulled her close, not caring for their nakedness and kissed her under the light of the house.
"Well I have a fire extinguisher if you're up to it..." he said hopefully.
"It'd be a shame to waste the entire night. Let's go take care of your problem," she said suggestively as she cupped his manhood.
They both rushed into the manor, eager to continue their activities.
One thought did worry her before Reid made her forget about everything except his tongue.
"Oh God what are we going to tell Tyler?"
A/N: Shabam! Hope you guys liked it!
For all you Caleb fans, he's next!
I want to give a shout out to Crystal Moon Magic! Love the name and thanks for the review! Meatball Head foreva!
Also, thanks to Knyte for the review. Please feel free to borrow Pogue at any time and have your way with him. I'd love to read what you come up with. lol.