A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews. I caved, as you can see, and went to M. I couldn't do what I wanted to do without going into fairly graphic detail. I hope it lives up to expectations. Still own nothing.

Chapter 5

It Means So Much More

Peyton let go of Lucas' hand as she ascended the stairs and Lucas paused for a moment just to watch the way her hips swayed as she took each stair. He quickly shed his jacket and removed his tie opening the top button of his shirt as he followed her.

Once at the door to the master bedroom Peyton turned and stood facing him leaning against the doorframe as Lucas approached her. He placed his hands gently on her hips and backed her into the bedroom pecking at her lips as they moved.

Standing at the side of the bed, Lucas took Peyton's face in both his hands and kissed her tenderly sucking on her bottom lip as he pulled away. He slid his hands down her sides grazing his thumbs down the outline of the sides of her breasts stopping briefly to take the zipper on the side of the dress and slide it down slowly. Peyton's hands rested on his chest as they continued slow, deep, soft kisses.

As the intensity of each kiss grew, so did the need to remove clothing. Peyton worked on the buttons of Lucas' shirt while he traced feather light touches across her shoulders finally pushed the straps of her dress away and watched the black fabric fall to the floor. She tried to push his shirt off quickly, but the cufflinked sleeves got stuck at his wrists. The moment served to separate them briefly as Lucas removed his cufflinks.

Having taken a step back, he was able to really take in Peyton standing there in the corset and stockings and he became painfully aware that his loose fitting dress pants really weren't that loose anymore.

"My god you're beautiful." he said as he tossed his shirt to the floor.

"You're not so bad yourself." She answered seductively reaching to run her hands over the perfectly formed pectoral muscles and capturing his mouth while pushing her tongue forward. Her hands found their way down his washboard abs to the belt of his pants. She could feel his excitement straining to be released as she worked his belt and zipper with one hand while the other massaged his erect penis.

Lucas stopped her for a moment as he gazed into her green orbs with his own eyes heavy with lust.

"This isn't going to last very long if you keep that up." He growled.

"This time." She mewed. "Next time we'll really take our time."

"This means so much more than I ever thought possible." He said kissing her again and trailed kisses down her jaw line to her collarbone and the side of her neck.

Peyton closed her eyes and moved her head to the side to give him easier access.

"It means everything." She panted breathlessly as he continued to assault her neck with kisses and slide his hand down inside her panties and she gently massaged him through his boxers. Her words crashed over him as he was reminded that this was not the first time they had done this, but this was so very different than the last.

Flashback

Four years of high school seemed to fly by and not without its share of drama.

Nathan and Haley continued to date through high school. In junior year Nathan applied for emancipation from his parents. Dan had been released from jail and was harassing Deb. She had turned to prescription drugs to cope and Nathan felt he was parenting himself anyway and moved out of his mother's house and into his own apartment. Deb tried to forbid it, and Dan tried to interfere, so Nathan applied for emancipation and it was granted.

Nathan and Haley shocked everyone when they announced one day at the end of their junior year that they had gotten married after Haley's parents had reluctantly given their consent. Although, it was definitely unusual and they were clearly very young, they made it work, and it was quickly accepted.

Lucas and Peyton settled into a comfortable friendship never mentioning their kiss again to anyone. Lucas and Brooke mended their differences over Peyton's affections and dated long enough in sophomore year to lose their virginity to each other. Peyton felt a little uncomfortable as Brooke described details, but never discussed the relationship with Lucas. Lucas and Brooke fizzled quickly once they realized they didn't work as a couple beyond the physical and were much better off as friends. Both had a succession of short lived relationships through the rest of high school.

In their sophomore year a new student came to Tree Hill and joined the basketball team. Jake Jagielski fit in with the crowd immediately and soon gravitated to Peyton. Peyton lost her virginity to him and for all of junior year and the first part of senior year they were a serious item. She and Lucas drifted apart a bit during this time. Although Lucas would never have admitted it at the time, it was mostly his doing because he couldn't stand seeing Peyton with someone else even though he was afraid to be with her himself.

Also in junior year, Lucas discovered he had an hereditary heart condition called HCM courtesy of Dan. It was a manageable condition with medication, but he had to give up basketball, and so he turned to his second love: writing.

Senior year brought a few surprises. Haley was pregnant, but it was taken in the same stride that her and Nathan's marriage was, and she and Nathan were stronger than ever. He had a basketball scholarship to Duke and Haley had an academic scholarship. The baby was due at the end of the school year so they would be able to settle into married student housing with the new baby.

Brooke started a relationship with a boy named Chase who was a member of Clean Teens, a school club that practiced abstinence. It was an odd fit for Brooke, but she seemed to relish in a relationship not based on sex.

Peyton broke up with Jake in the spring when she discovered he'd been seeing his ex-girlfriend Nikki on the side and Nikki was pregnant. Jake dropped out and went to live with Nikki. Lucas remained single for most of senior year except for a couple of hook ups at parties after basketball games.

When it came time for prom and they were both single, the rest of the group urged them to just go together so they could all be a gang again. Skills and Mouth (much to everyone's surprise) were both dating cheerleaders. So the Magnificent Seven would be together one last time in high school.

The gang all knew that Lucas and Peyton had been harboring secret feelings for the other for years, but all attempts to push the two together had always ended badly. They were friends and friends they would stay. Nothing could break that bond they had and a relationship would put it in serious jeopardy.

They reluctantly agreed to go to prom together, but ended up having a wonderful time. It was kind of like a date. Lucas picked her up and gave her a corsage. They sat together, danced together, and left together. When he dropped her at home at the end of the evening, he kissed her on the cheek and thanked her just for being her and then left.

Peyton hid her disappointment well that nothing had happened between them as she had secretly hoped it would. What she didn't know is that Lucas had left so quickly because all he really wanted to do was take her in his arms and tell her he wanted to be with her. Each had been so good at hiding their feelings for the other that they had convinced each other and themselves that it would be disastrous if they gave in to those feelings.

Graduation day was yet another adventure as Haley went into labour during her Valedictory Address and James Lucas Scott was welcomed into the world.

Two weeks later there was a huge graduation party where the juniors celebrated becoming seniors and the seniors just celebrated.

Big things were happening the next day. Peyton was going to LA to start an internship at a record label and Brooke was going with her to work on expanding a clothing line she'd started developing. Lucas had finished writing a book and was getting ready to pound the pavement to try and get it published. He would be attending Duke in the fall with Nathan and Haley and also student coaching his brother on the basketball team. He had to be close to the game even if he couldn't play it.

The fact that Peyton was leaving the next day was weighing on Lucas. He had no idea when he would see her again or how their friendship would survive. He had been acting cold and distant to her and really just not nice. He seemed to relish in picking fights over nothing. The sexual tension that had been building for years between them was reaching an all time high. He realized that now she was leaving there was no hope of anything more. He drank a little bit too much that night and propositioned a couple of girls only to be rejected.

Peyton watched him and finally decided to step in and take him away to one of the bedrooms to sober up before he completely humiliated himself. She had been drinking herself, and was feeling quite buzzed, but was not in the same shape as Lucas, and she knew that part of his behavior was lashing out because she was leaving. She was fed up with how he was acting.

"Why the bad boy routine, Luke? This isn't you." She said as she pushed him on the bed.

"You're leaving and I blew it." Slurred Lucas. "I guess I figured we'd be together by now."

Peyton sighed. "You're a jackass." She spat. "You pick now to say this? When I'm leaving? Now is not the time, Lucas. Maybe we've missed it, I don't know , but it's really shitty of you to do this now."

"I may be drunk, but I know we'll be together someday. I see Nathan and Haley and James, and I want that. I may only be 18, but I want that, and I think I want it with you."

"You think?" Peyton said incredulously. "Lucas, you're drunk, and I'm drunk, and this is so not the conversation to be having right now."

"No, it is, because if I don't tell you now, I may never." He was struggling to form coherent thoughts.

"Alright. You want this so bad, I'll make you a deal." Peyton started. "You think this is what you want and with me?" She paused for a moment to consider carefully what she was about to say. "If by the time we're 30, we are both single and childless, we'll have a child together. Deal?"

Lucas thought for a moment in his alcohol induced haze, a little shocked by her proposition. If that was the best he was going to get, he would take it. It at least gave him a shot at being in her life in the future, if they did lose touch now.

"Deal," he said holding his hand out. Peyton took it and they shook. Then the alcohol took over. "But a handshake really isn't going to cut if for this deal," he added as he pulled her roughly to him crashing his lips to hers.

"You fucking coward" she panted as she pushed away and tried to punch him in the balls. "You wouldn't have dared try this if you weren't drunk." She hissed.

He grunted and grabbed her again falling back on the bed from the blow which had landed on his knee. They hadn't play fought since they were children, but somehow this didn't seem much like playing.

Peyton grabbed his hair and pulled it viciously while he tried to gain traction on the mattress to pin her down. She slithered away just before his hands could close on her shoulders, did a sort of semi-jackknife and grabbed his penis firmly in both hands. He went totally immobile. God knew what she might do, starting with emasculation. Neither moved a muscle, waiting in a silence broken first by their breathing waiting for the next move.

"You want to do this?" Peyton spat. "Let's do this and just get it out of our system." She tightened her grip on him a little more. Another long silence fell and to Lucas disgust, embarrassment or pleasure (he really wasn't sure which), he felt his penis hardening in her unrelenting grip. Harder and harder. There was nothing he could do to stop the damn thing from reacting, and he didn't think he wanted to. He tried to get away, but she had him too tightly. After half a minute it became slightly less important to get out of her hands and as soon as she felt the change in she used one of her hands to undo his zipper while, with the other, her grip changed from that of prison warden to that of a woman, opening and closing her fingers around him in a rhythm he couldn't resist.

"Bitch," he grunted.

"Shut up," she replied, and began to caress his penis with delicate feathery strokes, while she cuddled his balls with the hand that had undone his zipper. He attacked his belt buckle and pushed his jeans and boxers down below his knees to give her more room to move in, but Peyton concentrated her attention on his penis, never straying away to touch the rest of his body. She didn't intend to give him an instant to think. A penis, as every woman knows, has no brain. It was jerking strongly as it grew bigger, almost twitching away from her while she lapped it with her tongue until she heard his somewhat unwilling groan of pleasure. She dragged her tongue slowly up from the base of his penis, pausing every now and then as if wondering whether to go further, putting her entire open mouth around his shaft as far as it would go, sucking hard for just an instant, and then resumed her leisurely progress toward the full, pronounced and tender line at the base of the tip. There she paused and made her tongue into a hot little arrow that circled the swelling head, but she didn't take it into her mouth. He'd have to ask for it, she thought as she slid out of her underwear without his noticing her rapid movement beneath her skirt.

"Please, " she heard him breathe, "please." At his words, she raised herself slightly and lowered her mouth down on the enormous head of his penis, first just holding it and exploring the hot pulsing shape with the whole of the inside of her lips and her now-flattened tongue. He pushed his hips up from the mattress in a strong demanding movements and she took that as a signal to suck with all the power she had.

She heard his breaths coming faster and faster and she knew now was the time to pull her mouth away.

"Luke?" she asked breathlessly as she still held his penis hoping he would know what she was asking.

"My wallet, quick" he panted.

Peyton fumbled in the pocket of his jeans still around his ankles and found the foil wrapper she was looking for in his wallet. Ripping the wrapper ferociously with her teeth, she removed the condom and quickly rolled it down the shaft.

With a quick move she slid upward on the bed and put one knee on each side of his body. Quickly she lowered herself down onto him, so that he was totally enfolded in her waiting wetness. Savagely intent, she rode him, raiding and lowering her pelvis, eluding his grasping hands that tried to slow her down, moving faster and faster, caught up in a relentless rhythm as she felt her own orgasm growing with each thrust she made. Each time she plunged down onto his body and her clitoris came into contact with the base of his penis, it brought her closer and closer Lucas began to meet her rhythm with his thrusting hips until they both tensed and arched as they came together in a long, shaking magnificent release.

Peyton collapsed on top of Lucas. His eyes were closed and he had gone completely limp. She mustered up the force to roll of his body. Both of them still had their shoes on as well as all their clothes except for Peyton's panties.

Lucas' lips moved but she couldn't hear him until she moved closer.

"Grudge fuck," he croaked.

"Mercy hump," she hissed as she put her panties on. "A deal's a deal, but this…this meant nothing," she added as she stormed out.

It would be a year before they spoke to each other again.

The weight of Peyton's words now after remembering her words the last time they were in this position made Lucas want to just take her right there, but their evening had been tender and perfect to this point and he wasn't about to ruin this moment.

He felt like the last few hours had put them on a path they had both been wanting for a long time, and it was about much more than impregnating Peyton.

Her hands were now inside the back of his boxers and moving around to the front to release his throbbing erection as she pushed them down and let them drop to the floor.

Lucas removed his hand from her panties and moved his arm around the back of her to support her as he pushed her backwards to lay down on the bed. He stood over her completely naked as she eyed him wantonly. She was still wearing the full corset and stockings. The only thing really getting in his way was her panties.

She was laying across the bed sideways with her legs dangling over the side and Lucas knew exactly what he was going to do next. He knelt down in front of her and slid his hands up the sides of her smooth thighs, stopping at the waistband of her panties and slowly pulling them back down and off her feet.

"Everything else stays on" he said as he pushed her legs apart and ran his hands up the inside of her thighs this time. When he got to the top he pushed his hand up over her pelvic bones letting his thumbs graze her soft mound.

Peyton squirmed under the sensation and let out a moan of anticipation as she felt him lay soft kisses up the inside of her thigh. With his thumb and forefinger he parted her lips and went straight for the swollen bundle of nerves. As he sucked gently and flicked with his tongue, Peyton arched her back and scrunched the sheets in her hands.

"Luke, please." She gasped.

"Tell me what you want, Peyton." He said before plunging his tongue inside her.

Grabbing his head in her hands, she pulled him up to her.

"I want you inside me, now" she gasped pulling him up to meet her face. She pulled him down into a long lingering kiss tasting herself on him. "Make love to me."

Those words meant everything to him as he put a hand behind her and effortlessly lifted her further onto the bed. Settling himself in the cradle of her hips, he nudged at her entrance as he sucked on her neck. Peyton raised her hips slightly as she grabbed his buttocks pulling them towards her, letting him know she was ready.

He slid in so quickly and easily that he paused for a moment just to take in the feel of her. In fifteen years of being sexually active, he had never had sex without a condom, and it somehow felt right that for this, Peyton was his first.

Peyton raised her hips again letting him know that she wanted him to move, and they soon began to move together in an easy rhythm. Lucas brought Peyton to her climax three times before finally releasing himself into her, and the significance of that moment nearly brought them both to tears. He pushed into her as far as he could without hurting her and she pulled him in as tight as she could until she could no longer feel him pulsing inside her.

As Lucas lay spent on top of her, trying not to crush her, he buried his face in her neck and kissed behind her ear as he caught his breath. Peyton ran her fingers through his hair and traced circles on his back with her fingernails as she willed it to be the moment of conception. She would never forget that moment. That was the moment that she actually let herself believe that baby or not, she was in love with Lucas Scott and probably always had been.