Author's Note: To my small, but very cool, number of readers - I'm really sorry for the pause. What with the holidays here, my brain is just on mathematical equations and time - so much that a simple sex scene was a cause for writer's block. And speaking of sex, the following chapter is pretty graphic in both language and content. READER BEWARE! I'm hoping to start the next chapter in Andre's point of view because a couple of ideas are running through my head. I can't guarantee the time of posting the next chapter, so enjoy this one! As always, I do not own Victorious or its characters!

Jade's POV

I couldn't wait to get under Cat's skin. Believe it or not, even though I did go over to Beck's house with intentions to fuck him, he wouldn't, so I was horny from last night. I needed a release, but he wouldn't give it to me. Sure, Cat was great at what she did. But Beck is the one I lost my virginity to. He knew my body the best, sometimes I even thought better than myself. But number one, he didn't have any condoms – something that he always had. I wasn't on birth control because even though I talked big, I wasn't sleeping with anyone else but Cat. Going to Beck was an act of weakness. And number two, he said that he loved Cat too much (as a friend, of course) to fuck around with me knowing that she loved me. He said that he would've done it if Cat and I were just fuck buddies, because it had been a while for him; although I'm sure a while means just like a week or something. Everyone knew he was a man-slut now because of the gross bitches from Northridge. So maybe it was a good thing that we didn't sleep together. I didn't know how many girls he actually slept with since we broke up. Hell, I didn't even know how many girls he slept with when we were together. He could have some kind of disease and not even know it. He did look like shit these days, but that was because of the harder drugs he did. He tried to hide it, but we all knew he did cocaine. I personally knew he did ecstasy, because I did it with him once. For all I knew, he could be tripping acid and shooting up heroine every day, too. I felt sorry for him, because even though I was no longer in love with him, which took a while to realize, I cared for him as a friend. We all did. But you can't help someone who doesn't want to help themselves.

"Jade?" I heard a small voice. My thoughts were interrupted. I turned my head and saw Cat and all the thoughts about Beck disappeared.

"Yeah babe?" I smiled at her. She smiled back as she traced her finger up and down my thigh.

"Kiss me," she said. And I did.

And what was a small and tender kiss on the lips, escalated into so much more. I pushed my tongue between her lips, causing her to open her mouth more and let my tongue massage hers. After a bit of kissing, I kissed down her neck, biting each side of it just how she liked. She let out small moans the further down I got until I stopped at her black bra, kissing the tops of her breasts. They were small and perfect because they fit so right in my hands.

"Take it off," I demanded. I couldn't wait to see those perky pillows and feel them on my face. She followed my command and took her bra off, her breasts bouncing a bit when she released them. She was now on her knees, sitting up and I joined her when I decided to press my face against the two of them, pushing them together and kissing them as if I had never seen such things before. When I quit rubbing the soft skin against my face, I took her left nipple in my mouth and squeezed the other one while I sucked on it. I could tell she was struggling to keep quiet as she inhaled sharply and exhaled with a quiver. After sucking on both of the lightly colored buds, I started at her neck again, leaning down a bit to where my fingers could reach her underwear. She gasped when she felt the first stroke of my middle finger over her slit. Even though it was through her underwear, she still trembled and could hardly keep her body balanced on her knees anymore. I pushed her gently on to her back, sliding between her legs. I let my hair tickle her soft belly before I leaned up for more kisses. She could barely kiss me back while I stroked her underwear. She moved her hips, thrusting her pussy on to my fingers for a harder touch. I broke our kiss with a sly grin and moved my hand to keep my balance. I took her face into my other hand and her eyes widened. "You want it?" I asked. I knew she did. She wouldn't buck under me if she didn't. "Tell me what you want or I won't fucking do it." I said, a bit harsh, but I knew she liked the way I talked when we fucked; especially when I was taking control.

"Ugh, I want it. Please Jade," she whimpered and bit her lip.

"What is it that you want? You have to tell me, Kitten," I said to her.

"Finger me, rub me, eat me, fuck me, anything," she said and gasped when I slid my fingers into her underwear after letting go of her face. I loved when she said bad words. She never did, unless she was really upset or really desperate for me to do what I do best.

I slipped my fingers between her slit with ease. She was beyond wet. She was practically dripping for me. I felt her swollen clit and she moaned as I gently flicked my index finger tip over it. It glided so smooth and freely over it.
"You're so wet, babe." I told her, and her face was blushing. She was so cute. I looked at her for a moment before I continued to frisk her under her panties.

Could it have been that I loved her too? I know that I haven't felt this way since Beck and I dated the first time – because even the second time, something wasn't right between us. But when I looked at Cat, I felt that feeling in my chest. The feeling that I would lose control if something happened to her. She was so perfect in every way. From the way she looked, to how sweet she genuinely was, she was flawless. And the fact that I knew I would do anything for her probably made it clear, but I was in denial. I knew she would never ever hurt me, but the thing was, I wasn't sure that I could live up to her expectations. I mean, I was Jade! I was rough and tough and mean. I was brash and bold and full of more hate than anyone I ever knew. But maybe that was it. Maybe the fact that we were total opposites made it okay to be together. Maybe even forever.

Moments passed and I was now between her legs, licking her perfect pussy. It was beautiful. It was small and pink and delicious. I tasted all of her wetness, licking her clean before sucking on her clit. Her hips would thrust causing her pussy to push into my lips and mouth when I figured something out. I quit what I was doing and went to lie down on the empty side of the bed. I guided her up near me when she had a quizzical look on her face. "You know what I want. Sit on my face," I said, pulling her by the arm. Her eyes widened with, not surprise, but glee. She positioned herself over me and slowly lowered herself onto my face, around my mouth. I immediately went to work. She practically rode my face as I fucked her hole with my tongue. The deeper I could get my tongue, the better. For her and for me. She exhaled deeply and trembled a bit before sliding off of me. She crawled away from me and then between my legs.

"I want to try something," she said, looking up at me. Her cheeks were red and her face was dewy. "I know how you like scissors. I saw this on a porn," she said. I knew what she meant.

"You? You watch porn now?" I teased as I positioned myself near her.

"Well, I have to do research," she smiled.

We were now together. Our delicate parts touching, the both of them so slippery. She began to rub hers against mine. I saw this before in porn, but never believed it felt good. I was wrong, because it felt heavenly. The both of us grinded faster and harder until Cat would throw her head back and moan with her mouth wide open. That's what I liked to hear. I liked when she'd forget that we weren't alone because I didn't give a fuck. If I did, I would never ever get off. I loved seeing her as she came – she was so beautiful.

"Oh god, mmm, fuck," she said, biting her lip afterwards. "That was intense."

We pulled ourselves apart and lied on our backs, before she moved over and cuddled against me. I could've been more satisfied, but as always I was glad that she got hers. I feel like I would feel like a guy if I asked her to finish me off, because I knew this kind of thing was exhausting for her. Before I even got a chance to say something, she slid her hand over my now throbbing lady parts and started with her middle finger over my clit. Moments later she was down there thrusting her index and middle finger inside. It felt so good. I could feel myself get warmer and warmer with each thrust. She added a third finger, and without sliding in and out, she fingered me on my very special spot. She was going to make me cum. Not just an orgasm, but something more. I got the urge to use the bathroom, but I knew what it was.

"Holy shit Cat, stop," I squirmed. She looked up, her arm muscle flexing when I looked over towards it.

"No, you stop," she said before using her other hand to hold me still by pressing down above my pubis.

"Oh fuck, fuck, y-you're gonna do it," I stammered.

She didn't say anything until it happened. I could feel the release all the way to my bones. She pulled her fingers out fast and started at my clit as the liquid spilled out over her hand and bed.

"Oh my god, that's so fucking hot," she said, lifting her hand to her mouth, licking it all off her fingers. It was dripping down her arm and she leaned closer. "Mm, baby you taste so good."

I was pretty much speechless. She had made me squirt on a few other occasions so this wasn't anything new. But the way she went about it, was just incredibly hot. I would usually have to tell her what to do, and usually she'd act intimidated. Not this time. After a few breaths, I pulled her in for a kiss. I held her by the face as we kissed the kind of kissing we did before we had sex. Passionate and hungry kissing. I couldn't fight it anymore. This feeling inside of me was eating me alive and not in the good way.

"Cat…I, I love you," I said. It was clear as I could make it. And it was as honest as she was.

"Really?" she asked. "I don't want you to say it just because we had awesome sex and you feel like you owe me," she said, looking down. I took a finger and touched it to her chin, pulling her face up so she could see in my eyes.

"Really," I said.

"Oh my god Jade, I love you so much!" she said, pouncing on me and locking me in a tight squeeze. I looked over her shoulder as she held me, to the clock on her wall.

It was 3:59 and I couldn't care less.

This moment was too perfect to care.