Okay so I went back a noticed I got a lot of a couple reviews and favorites all asking for another chapter or aftermath. Telling me that it was a good story and I loved how it turned out and decided to see if I could write another chapter. See where it goes and if it is any good.

Alex's Point of view

You know that feeling you get when you know something is wrong and you just don't really care. Yeah, well I get that a lot. I stood there in the room talking to different guests and family while I ever so often looked across the room to him laughing and talking to some relatives. His smile just made me melt inside, his laugh made me laugh. Even the way he messes with his tie is cute. I mean really, he was almost perfect. The almost being the key word though.

"Alex, can you please go help your brother go get the restaurant ready, your father will be home any minute." Mom gave me that annoyed look and nudged me around the hallway corner. "So I see you and Justin made up. After the whole fight I thought the party would be a mess, but it's actually turning out really well."

"Yeah, well we decide to put aside any feelings towards each other until Dad is home. I mean this is his day isn't it?" I smiled lightly then looked as Justin walked around the corner. Our eyes met and I couldn't help the butterflies in my stomach.

"You wanted me right?" he said to mom but still looking at me.

"Yes, you guys need to go set up. Max will be down in a bit we need to entertain the guests while we get ready." She said and looked at me then down. "Alex, honey what in the world did you spill on your dress?" I looked down and my cheeks burned hot. I looked up at her. 'Shit, quick. Think of something. Milk? Uh, yogurt? '

"I was drinking a glass of milk?" it came out as a question and then Justin cut in with a small laugh.

"I bumped into her on purpose when I was mad at her." He said and I nodded, and smile.

"We don't have any milk. We ran out when I was making breakfast this morning. So you will explain it to me later when you're washing it by hand later." She said pointedly and shooed us downstairs.

Once we were downstairs alone I slapped Justin in the back of the head, he gave me a look.

"Really? I told you!" I hissed and then went into the kitchen to get the plates and three cakes out of the freezer. "Now I am not only going to have to clean, but I also have to explain your jizz on my dress."

"Calm down, remember what I said. You have a boyfriend fake secret boyfriend." He said cracking the door behind us. He wrapped his arms around my waist then kissed the side of my neck lightly. He sighed then trailed kissed the hallow of my throat and I moaned lightly. I reached around one hand tangling inside his hair and the other grabbing the forearm holding me. Each touch of our skin burned, it was so good. Then his hand wandered under my dress. In between my legs where I was exposed. Dipping inside, his finger circled me.

"So guys where are the Cakes?" we jumped apart, faces flushed, as the door behind us opened to Max, standing there arms crossed.

"Uh, r-right here." I said fumbling to grab one. I got one and walked out of there into the front where I set it down onto the table and the others fallowed. I got plates, forks, and plates. The crowd came down swarming as the door opened. Mom walked up to dad as we all shouted surprise. I sat down at a table when Justin handed me a piece of chocolate ice cream cake. I smiled.

"My favorite, how did you remember?" he shrugged and smiled sitting next to me. "Well thank you." I felt one of his hands on my thigh under the table. I looked at him he was eating his cake I looked at him as Dad walked over to us.

"So was this uh, your mother's idea of a good time?" he whispered and sat down next to us. Justin looked up but his hand moved higher. I shifted in my seat as he moved his hand closer to in between my legs.

"What was your first guess? People actually at our house or how she's acting like a social butterfly?" Justin sighed and then looked at me smiling and he pulled my legs apart slowly.

"I knew it was a bad idea to say yes to leave. She insisted I got to this convention." He huffed finishing his plate and getting up to get more.

"What, are you doing?" I growled, he just smirked, and I got up. He huffed; I smirked and went to the table where mom sat. "Hey mom, I'm not feel well can I go upstairs?" She nodded and said she would be up to check on me in a little bit. I went upstairs tossing my dress onto to my floor. I got some new underwear and shorts. Then pulling on a tank top the door opened slowly and shut. I turned to see Justin smirking.

"Bailing on the party?" I rolled my eyes and sat down on my bed.

"Maybe I didn't like your risky touches." I said and could help feel hot at the thought we could have been seen.

"You know you liked them." He said taking off his tie. He walked over to my bed and climbed on top of me forcing me to lay down. "You liked the feeling." He whispered lifting my shirt up to touch my breast, I moaned as he rolled the nipple softly between his fingers brushing his lips on mine. I captured his and ran my tongue across his lower lip. His knee rubbed against my core causing me to gasp. I ground my hips down onto him as he groaned my leg connecting with his groin. "You loved the risk." He growled nipping along my collarbone. "You love the way I make you feel." He pulled at my shorts and tossed them across the room. I heard him whisper something and heard the door lock. "I thought I told you commando was sexy?"

"You did, I just-"he interrupted and fingered me though the thin material.

"You?" he asked and pushed at the wet spot forming in the middle of my panties.

"I just forgot." I moaned loudly then he peeled them away and moved down spreading my legs. The second his warm wet tongue lapped at my juices my hips buckled and I tangled both hands in his hair. He poked in and out, licking and nipping as I moaned throwing my head back and arching my back. "Fuck, Justin." My body was on fire as he then pushed in two fingers. Curling them inward as he entered all the way, then pulled out. I felt the rush of adrenaline, and then I came, riding out the orgasm as he sucked on my clit.

He then looked up at me and kissed me, I felt buzzed and warm. The taste of me on his lips was odd and bitter, yet sweet. He then pulled off his clothing, shifting between my legs. I reached upwards to kiss him as he entered me. I moaned as he slammed inside me roughly. The sensation flooded throughout my body. The doorknob rattled and then I heard mom.

"Alex! Why is your door locked?" I got off my bed and grabbed my wand waving it around, as we got dressed.

"Just a second, I'm dressing." I called; Justin kissed me, and whispered 'tonight,' to me before zapping into his own room. I opened the door and looked at mom who placed her hand on my head. "You're feeling really warm, maybe you are coming down with something." She sighed. I cleared my throat and blushed. 'That's because I was having sex and I just came in your son's mouth. Oh, yeah, he's my brother.'

"Yeah, not feeling well." I mumbled softly and closed my eyes, still recovering from the orgasm.

"Well its bed rest for you then. Don't worry about your dress. I will wash it." She smiled and grabbed. I was about to object but couldn't find a way to explain why I didn't want her to wash it. Well a realistic non-sexual way anyways.

"Okay." I yawned and laid there as she left. This was going to be a very difficult relationship. I mean really mom. Can you come in at better time next time? I sighed frustrated.

Not what was initially thought of, but eh, it's hot and works. Lol. Review and let me know if chapter two was worth it or should I let the story die? Much love. :)