OK you guys... the story is drawing to a close. The next chapter after this one will be the last! Here's chapter 9, it's chock full of lemony naughtiness! I hope you enjoy it! And if you're offended by lemons, you should probably conclude your story reading right now :)
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After having a lovely breakfast made by Justin, he and Alex decided to go lie down and relax. Up in his room, they curled up under the sheets and spooned in their usual position, with Justin snuggling behind Alex. He casually flipped on the TV and channel-surfed for a few minutes, until Alex, who was growing bored, finally turned around to face him.
"What, you don't like TV all of a sudden?" Justin asked.
"Daytime TV sucks," Alex replied, tracing a finger down Justin's built chest. "Besides, neither of us actually planned on watching that anyway…" she said, as she leaned forward to kiss his neck.
Instead of arguing, Justin decided to just drop the remote and do what he really wanted to do. He put his free hand on the side of Alex's face to pull her mouth to his. Their lips intertwined softly at first, but grew hungrier quickly. Alex nipped and sucked Justin's lower lip as his hand moved down to her waist. They migrated from being on their sides, facing each other, to Justin on top, pinning Alex to his bed.
His left arm was underneath her head, kissing her deeply. Alex was responding in kind, arms completely wrapped around his neck, and one of her legs half lifted up to wrap around him. Alex felt Justin's hand on her bare stomach, moving up her shirt slowly, and she felt a thrill run through her as he was finally moving in the direction she wanted.
Justin's hand finally reached her breast, and his fingertips grazed over her nipple. It hardened immediately, and she moaned and felt a tingle run throughout her body. Justin grinned with excitement, and kissed her even more deeply. Alex wrapped both legs around his waist as he played with her nipple, squeezing and tugging at it lightly. Each time he did so, she felt electricity run through her, from her nipple all the way down to her core.
Alex tugged on Justin's shirt, wanting him to take it off. He finally paused having fun with her nipple long enough to oblige, and Alex took the opportunity to do the same. When he saw her shirt come off as well, he gasped at how beautiful her body was. Her chest was very well-developed, especially for someone so petite. He could not stop both his hands from running up her smooth torso and tiny waist, and reaching up to massage her breasts; Alex moaned in appreciation.
Their lips met again, and the feeling of their bare chests now pressing together turned them both on so much, that they began to grind against each other. Justin moved down to her other nipple that had been neglected, and let his tongue swirl tantalizingly around it. Alex gasped and grabbed Justin's hair. He wrapped his lips around the nipple and gave a gentle, slow suck. She let out a pleasured yelp, and she could no longer help but grab Justin's free hand and inch it toward her waistband.
Justin got the hint without question, and followed Alex's lead. His finger traced the top of her waistband, inching down slowly and teasing her. He finally pushed his hand down past the band, and cupped his hand around her warmth. He could feel how wet she already was, and she quivered at his touch. He impatiently ripped off her pajama pants and underwear, leaving her now completely naked underneath him. He let a moment pass so that he could fully take in her beautiful form, before placing his hand back where she wanted it.
He let a finger glide over her slit as Alex moaned pleadingly, wanting more. Justin sated her, letting his finger press forward to reach her clit.
At that, Alex let out a long, sultry moan, and kissed Justin deeply. He began to tickle her clit slow and soft, which turned into massaging it rhythmically. Justin alternated between deep kissing and sucking her nipples, and could quickly tell Alex was building up a hard orgasm. His finger dipped slowly down to her center and slowly penetrated her tight hole.
"Oh fuck yes, Justin!" Alex exclaimed.
"Yeah? That feels good baby?"
Alex nodded and moaned in approval. Justin continued to pump his finger in and out of her, now using his thumb to stimulate her clit, and building up a good rhythm. As Alex's breathing and moaning picked up and became more erratic, he could feel her tensing up around him.
"Mmmm, keep doing that! Oh you're gonna make me cum," Alex said breathily, one hand gripping the pillow and the other in Justin's hair.
Seconds later, Alex's moaning hit a peak and her back arched as her orgasm overcame her.
"Aaaaaahhhh fuck I'm cumming! Oh, God!" Alex panted, eyes shut tight and hips bucking. Justin could feel her pussy throb, and she shuddered and bit her lip. Alex continued to shudder as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
As her orgasm died down, her body relaxed and settled back into the bed. She opened her eyes to look at Justin, who was beaming.
"That. Was SO. Hot." Alex said, breathlessly. "When exactly did you get good at this stuff, young man??"
"Just another one of my natural talents…" Justin said, grinning and shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, I'm impressed," she said, scooting over so Justin could lie next to her. "So, how about I show you what I'm good at…" Alex said, as she began to untie the drawstring of his pajama pants.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by a loud knock coming from downstairs at their front door. They looked down towards the direction of the door, and then at each other, confused. It definitely wasn't a family member, because they would have just come upstairs from the sandwich shop if they needed to.
"OK, stay here while I send away whoever that is…" Justin said, kissing Alex's forehead. He threw on a shirt and his robe, and ran out of his room to investigate.
As he was heading down the stairs there was another, even louder knock.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!"
Justin finally reached the door, and without asking who it was, he jerked it open angrily.
There stood Dean, looking neurotic and disheveled.
A moment of panic struck Justin; he had completely banished the thought of the spell from his mind. He had thought maybe it hadn't worked, and even if it did work, why would Dean come here? How could he know? In the interest of sparing Alex from Dean's presence, he thought it would be best to get him away without alerting her that he was there.
"Um…Dean." Justin said, shocked. "You really shouldn't be here."
"Dude… I know I shouldn't be just showin' up like this, but… Alex won't get back to me and I don't know how else to tell her how sorry I am, and-"
"Listen, she doesn't care how sorry you are. You gotta go, man," Justin told Dean as he tried to close the door, but Dean caught it.
"Bro, you don't understand… weird stuff has been happening, and… just, all these crazy dreams… you gotta help me out man! Is she here?" Dean said desperately.
"OK, first of all, do NOT call me bro," Justin said threateningly. "I already have a brother and you are no bro of mine. Second of all… I don't "gotta" help you with anything. I know EXACTLY what you did. You have some real nerve showing your face around here, and you're lucky I haven't called the cops or tried to knock your ass out. Now get the hell out of here."
"Justin, please dude! Crazy shit has been happening! I know she's here, cuz she ain't in the shop or with Harper, I checked! Alex!" Dean began to shout frantically. "ALEX! Alex, please, come d—"
"What the hell is wrong with you, man?? Get a hold of yourse-"
"Justin, what is going on?" Alex said, charging down the stairs. Upon noticing that Justin was addressing Dean, she paused at the bottom step. "What the hell? Why are you here, Dean?? I've been ignoring you for a reason."
"Alex, I got it under control, just go back upst—"
"Finally!" Dean exclaimed. "Alex I just need to tell you that I'm sor-"
"Dean, don't even bother." Alex said, reaching for her wand. "You know what you did, and nothing you can say to me now is going to change it," she flourished her wand in Dean's direction, and said, "Zippitus-yer-Trapatus!"
Dean's mouth immediately shut, and he was completely unable to open it or say a word. Alex, grinning to herself smugly, glanced at Justin. He was looking at her with a horrified expression.
"Alex, what have you done?! You know you can't do that in front of him!"
"I don't care! I don't want to hear a word he has to say," Alex said, sitting down on the couch to think. "What was he doing here all worked up, anyway… why did I overhear him say crazy stuff has been happening?"
"I, um… he…" Justin said panicking again. He wasn't a very good liar when confronted, and he had an even harder time lying to Alex. "Hey! We should close that door before someone sees and Dean runs away…"
Justin pulled out his wand and turned to Dean, who was frantically feeling his throat and mouth, trying to figure out what had just happened to him. Justin pointed his wand at him, saying
"Soap on a rope, soap fell off the rope, rope shot out of my hand, rope tie up that man"
Ropes plumed out of Justin's wand and wrapped tightly around Dean, and Justin walked over to him and yanked one of the ropes. Dean hopped forward, feeling confused and slightly terrified, and Justin sat him on the couch.
Alex didn't miss Justin's attempt at diverting her attention for one second. She knew he was bad at lying and even worse at acting sneaky, she should could tell quite easily that something about him was a little off. She put her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side.
"Nice subject change, Justin…" Alex said, glaring. "Now, tell me what you did to Dean."
AHHH what will happen next?? Stay tuned!
Also, hope you liked my lemon... I always have a hard time writing action or activity, so I hope the positioning made sense. As always...review please!
-L