Tori's Perspective-

I shift, crossing my legs as Jade shuffles through her papers, the binder in front of me filled to the brim with notes. I search through them, thumbing over the pages in silence - besides the whirling motion of the fan above me - enjoying my company. I sigh briefly, my eyes landing on 'to.' I can't get passed it with the shuffling of keys downstairs, Trina whining about something. I shake my head, attempting to dive back into the notes. 'In 1915...what does that say?' my thoughts manage, eyes narrowing at my notes.

I growl stubbornly, flipping to the next page. Hopefully that won't be on a quiz tomorrow.

"Tori! We're going out to-" My heart drums too loudly in my ear, the rest of my mom's words falling short. I glance over towards Jade who is unaffected from the call, still searching through the pages.

I blink towards the door, my pencil slipping from my hands. When did they say that they were going to the grocery store? Wha- did I hear and not...I'm lost. "Hey, Jade? Which place did they say they were going to?" I ask quietly.

"Uh..." her brow furrows towards her completed essay, searching for any typos, "Some place called 'Hand Berries' or something..."

"Handel Berries..." I murmur absent mindedly, a smirk growing across my face. Handel Berries is a famers market a little ways away and it has great food which my mom sometimes gets. They're going to be gone awhile though... I slip from the bed quietly, shutting the door with a soft click before turning my head towards Jade. She stares at me confused, eyebrow up and raised while the pale eyes widen.

"...what are you-" she starts as I slink towards her, my mouth immediately finding hers as I climb over the bed. Her back hits the bed, hand gripping the pillows as she slides off while the binder is pushed away; I don't want it. "Wait," she smirks quietly flicking towards the door, "We can't- when are they coming back?"

"They'll be gone for a while," I grin, "About a few hours. They normally go there to shop and then have ice-cream so... It can be a quickie."

"'Quickie?'" she chuckles, "I shouldn't be surprised..." I roll my eyes as lips pepper my jawline, hands crawling towards the rim of my shirt. I tear it away immediately as she does the same, our bare stomachs then brushing against each other's enthusiastically. It is only a few minutes later when we find our bras on the floor - unwanted - while Jade bites at my collar bone. I hiss lightly, a smirk stretching across. "My territory," she mumbles.

I nod, rasping, "Yeah...I figured." A groan surpasses my lips once she pulls me back down, her own hungrily brushing against mine. I was the one who initiated this right? I wanna be the one to... A devious grin flashes through expression, pale eyes blinking towards my eyes.

"What are you think about?" she husks quietly, whimpering quietly once I slip my hand down her pants. That sounded more majestic in my head. This is my head...damn it. I need to stop with this freaking retarded, stupid thoughts while doing this type of stuff...dampers the mood a bit.

Rolling past my thoughts - however stupid they are - I rub my fingers in between her legs, hips bucking. I grin as I begin to feel wet, heat against my palm, my fingers sinking in to her pleasure. I grimace once nails dig into my sides, the pants - with the belt by the way - restricting my movements. Still, I continue to pump in and out, unable to stop her constant expressions. I pepper soft kisses along her neck as she arches her back, hips more in control. Within a few minutes I hear her cry out, fluid flooding my fingers.

I stop my movements gradually, staring down at her with a gentle expressions. Jade glances up at me, raising an eyebrow. "The hell are you looking at me like that for?"

"Well," I drawl, "That was all nice and stuff but, uh... How long can you go for?"

"What?" she furrows her brows.

"Well, I just want to find out since, you know, that was too quick." I hear the God-forbidden chuckle once again, slipping my hand out before grasping the sheets. My knuckles are already red...oh well. "But...take off your pants." She nods slowly before shimmying out of them while I watch with interest; her waist rolled like a snake and it is one of the most mesmerizing things I have ever watched. With Jade completely bare she smirks, getting on her hands and knees, back open to my view.

She leans into me as I groan, my chest brushing against her pale skin. "How about," she murmurs quietly as I press my lips along her shoulder blades, "we make a bet for how long I can go and whoever is farther gets their ass whooped tonight."

"What, you staying over now?" I ask cheekily.

"Maybe," she mumbles, adding, "Now you bet." I breath in slowly, my mind whirling as she sighs, my right hand brushing between her legs. How would I know? I mean...yeah. How? I only had sex like three times and one of which was - God - don't want to go back to and one I can't even properly remember. Still.

"Uh...three," I shrug.

"Three?"

"I don't know," I whine, "Three-and-a-half."

"That's...that's kind of near impossible to do." I groan quietly, my hands gliding about her stomach slowly. "So...I guess I should- fuck, let me make my bet!" she snaps as I smirk, my hand teasing her chest. "Uh...shit this is hard. Uh, I'll do, er, seven...yeah."

"Seven?"

"Seven..." she confirms, grinding against me again, "Go! Fuck me..."

I chuckle lowly, my hand reaching back down around her naval, slowly brushing against the skin. "Say that again..."

"Oh, so I'm begging now?" she growls.

"Uh huh," I hum, smirking at the heat just underneath my fingertips. She groans softly, rocking her hips into mine.

"Please," she rasps impatiently, not finding any of this humorous in any way, "fuck me." I nod, pressing my lips against her shoulder before entering. I move slowly at first, earning a short whine. My pace begins to increase, her knuckles whitening at the sheets.

"You know, maybe," I grunt, her pale eye glowering at me speaking, "we should have like a word so you tell me to stop when you're all done."

"I don't know, does 'stop' not work for you?" she grimaces, shuddering as I brush against a certain area.

I shake my head, grinning. "Butternut," I murmur, vaguely recalling 'hitting' her with a cane. Jade gives a short nod, gasping as I work harder, my left hand curling with the sheets beside her. She moans, her body tensing around my fingers, and though I slow, I don't stop. I guess that's one technically...maybe I should count the first though. Two, that's two then.

"God..." she mumbles, back arching as I slide a finger over her clit, still working with the two pumping in and out. I let my gaze linger on her moving back, finding her hair flowing even more mesmerizing than her hips. I feel myself heat up even more, Jade cursing briefly. My hand is already starting to tire, wrist becoming a bit red though I continue. She whimpers, as her movements halt momentarily, allowing me to move quicker than I was able to before. "Fuck Tori," she grins, moving with my body again after she shudders more violently than before.

I grin almost proudly, knowing that it would be the most cocky expression I have managed. I suppose that's three in a row now...damn it, I may have lost the bet. However, with the scalding buzz at my stomach, I don't mind all that much really. She shivers at my more rapid pace, groaning with her chest heaving. Her throat rasps another moan. I feel her tense around me as if it was only seconds after the last - the clock would say otherwise - the movements of us blending together smoothly.

"Don't stop," she growls, "Faster." I obey, my wrist popping slightly as I add in a third digit, moving my hand quickly. "Christ...fuck me," she snaps fluidly, her breath hitching. I groan myself as I feel warmth drip along my hand, the area between my legs becoming very...needing to say the least. Once again she rips out another voice - something that I've never heard before - her body tensing. "God-don't-fucking-stop-now," she clenches her teeth, my fingers going down to the knuckle.

I widen my eyes, my body still moving once I turn my head towards the door. Jade whimpers once again, my heart thudding against my chest.

"I FINALLY CAUGHT YO-"

The door swings open, my hand halting abruptly, shoving my fingers deep inside Jade. She groans violently between her teeth, shuddering before I feel a splash of warmth hit my jeans. "Butter..." Jade heaves, collapsing to the pillow, "nut..." I can't help the small, smug smirk that crosses my lips. Only five times...not seven.

However, the short whine by the door brings my attention to reality, shifting my gaze at Trina. She's absolutely mortified. "I told you that you are never going to catch me masturbating Trina," I growl, furrowing my brows as she can't take her eyes off of Jade's, uh, area that my hand is still, er, in. "What is it?" I snap.

Her eyes flick towards me, her lips mumbling through a croak, "You're going to have to clean your sheets..."

"How about you go!" Jade snarls, her hand wrenching a pillow from the bed towards Trina. My sister catches it with her face, her head smashing against the wall wildly as her arms flailed, the door slamming right after. Jade slowly seats herself up, arms wrapping around her knees, her expression in between a pout and utter embarrassment. "She barged in," she starts, "Just to catch you fucking yourself?"

I shrug, rolling my eyes at my sister's antics. "I don't think she'll ever try again though," I mumble startling at my sister's scream.

"MOM! MY NOSE IS BLEEDING!"

Both of us snort, some of the tension rolling from between us, Jade straightening her legs. "You good now?" I chuckle as the blush seeps away from her cheeks.

"Yeah," she nods, pale eyes flickering up to me. "But now you show me," she orders, bringing her arms to the back of her head. My wrist really hurts...and my whole arm. "Come on...I just squirted right in front of your sister Vega, you're fucking yourself over me. Go."

I sigh, hands unbuttoning my pants for me, sliding them to the bottom of my hips. I lean forward, parting my legs with my hand grasping the left pillow under Jade. I connect my lips with her own, my tongue sliding in briefly as I slither my poor, tired hand down my pants. "You better enjoy the show," I growl huskily, pale eyes glinting hungrily.

-(:)-

I can feel Trina's gaze watch the two of us silently on the other side of the couch, Jade patting her stomach filled with steak and mashed potatoes. I glance towards her, my chest still pounding in pity. Her nose is bruised just a bit, eyes pouting - which I don't blame her - with her lip out and quivering. It's pathetic, honestly, but I can't help but feel bad. When Jade and I were done with our activities soon after, and I do mean soon after, we saw a wad of white tissue up Trina's nose, her head leaning against the counter.

My mom had asked why it happened, and all three of us agreed that Trina was startled because Jade and I were talking about weird stuff, and my sister ran into a door. Jade then proceeded to cement that claim by talking about how the Scissoring ended and why it was her favorite thing because it reminded her how they gut out animals in slaughter houses. I don't think anybody talked to Jade for a good ten minutes after that...me a probable seven.

Speaking of her, my mom sits beside Trina, eyes to the screen though I doubt she's watching anything. She looks like she's thinking actually. As for my dad, he's just longing over to the side of us, chuckling along with the dialogue. "So Jade?" my dad clears his throat, glancing over once the commercials switch on, "How is that one video doing?"

"Has about three hundred-thousand views," she sighs, as if it's not good enough. "I expected at least a million by now...the comments are hilarious though."

"Please don't read them," I whine, shrugging away her comforting hand. And now my shoulder's cold.

My mom looks over at us curiously, murmuring, "What was the video about?"

"Uh..." shit, she won't like it, "I was held up by Andre trying to get my phone and I had noodles in my hair." That, that sounds funny now though...I would watch the video over and over again.

"That's just mean," she growls, staring right at Jade. A familiar flash goes through her eyes, and I shift uncomfortably; she's thinking of something and I don't like it. Jade merely shrugs, taking the bait. Now, from her glare, I can tell she knows it's bait but wants to bat it around anyway. Oh God. I don't know which one's worse. My mom or Jade...they're both intimidating, even if I popped out of one of their vagina's and licked the other- okay, that went to far... My mind went places.

I grimace from my thoughts as they continue to go back and forth, my mind loosing what is happening. Trina stares with wide eyes, not liking where it's going. My dad behind me clears his throat but - well - we know for the majority of the time, mom's in charge. "I just don't appreciate someone who is so mean to my daughter and expects to be together without issues and go away when she's not wanted," my mom snaps.

I flick my gaze back towards Jade, seeing a vein pop in her temple. I think my mom went too far and I don't know what is about to explode from her mouth. The room remains silent as everybody looks at Jade, my mom searching her with a curious stare. There isn't any accusation in it but just...curiosity. What the hell is happening? Seriously...

"Do you seriously think I just sat around waiting for your daughter to love me all over and then throw her out whenever?" her voice cuts through menacingly. She definitely hit a tremor. She's not yelling but I want her to yell, I would rather that than what voice is grueling out of her throat now. Whatever end of a glare my mom is receiving is a rare one, not one used on me for sure. "Do you seriously believe," Jade snaps, her voice becoming more strained, "that I didn't fucking watch your daughter for four months with my ex after she, she spent a night with me? Do you-fucking believe that I didn't try to get rid of everything in my way to talk to her? I didn't want to do things this way. I didn't want things to play out with what they did but here we go.

"I didn't want to have sex that night but God damn I was out of it. I didn't want to walk out of the house but I would've been kicked from Hollywood Arts by my dad otherwise. I didn't want to walk away from telling Tori everything but Beck had told me to beat it so he could fucking ask her out. I didn't want to have a fucking song or a crackhead stab me to distract me from Tori but that's what happened. I don't care if you know I'm mean, that I'm a bitch, a gank- whatever." I see the emotion build up in her voice, eyes clouding over furiously. My eyes trail down to the blades in her hands, knuckles white around them. "But," she continues, "do not tell me that I expected to have a perfect time because nothing in life is fucking perfect; that's the first thing I learned when my mother left me. Do not tell me that I'm going to leave the only one I love with all of my black heart because I wouldn't want her. She annoys the shit out of me still but I can act out on it; she understands how I work... I love Tori and don't say otherwise..."

For a moment my mom looks stunned before a small grin stretches across her face. Jade freezes, her eyebrow raising. "Welcome to the family Jade," my mom hums.

My girlfriend - whose now in the family? - gawks, her jaw unhinging. "Wha..."

"You said what I needed to hear, so welcome to the family," she nods.

"But," Jade stutters, "I was about make you bald."

My mom only gave a soft, nervous giggle, her shoulders shrugging. "Well, welcome anyway...no scissors used on us please..."

"Uh huh..." Jade nods slowly, stumbling back before seating herself on the couch. The room dips into the strangest silences I have ever been in. I want out.

I blink towards the TV screen, chuckling anxiously. "Hey look," I weakly manage, "the show's on." I put down my pointer finger as the rest nod, dwelling on what the hell just happened.

Jade leans into me, asking, "So, uh, what does that mean?"

"I think she's fine with you now..." I murmur, glancing at my mom who's staring at the screen with a small smile.

-(:)-

After she bade a goodnight, my mom darts up the stairs, following my dad. I grin happily, nuzzling further into Jade as her arm traces circles along my bicep. Trina stares with great concern, eyes wide as she sits at the other side of the room. I glance at her with a brow raised, her cheeks blushing and she snaps her attention back towards the TV. I smirk before my phone's light illuminates in my face, shining '8:47' in my face.

"Should we go to my room now or..." I hum quietly, pale eyes switching from the screen. She nods slowly, her lips brushing against my temple softly. I grin at the gentle care of it, basking in the nature which isn't really seen all that often. My sister, however, just sits there, eyes glued to the screen whilst shifting uncomfortably. Jade chuckles in a mellow tone, pulling me into a more heated - yet oddly gentle - kiss. I know pale eyes are looming over Trina's reaction, finding humor out of it. I can't say I blame her, either of them.

I cup Jade's cheek, her whisper rasping in my ear. "So how does it work if we both were off by the same number?"

"A fun night," I shrug, Trina coughing; I'm not sure if she heard or not... I glance as she cups her nose, eyes darting towards the two of us. She heard. I giggle, standing up as Jade follows, her giving a soft, mocking wave. My sister huffs, clapping her hands over her ears. I ignore the impulse to tell her we're not going to be that loud - since my parents are still here...even if they are trying to sleep before waking up early tomorrow - and shuffle up the stairs.

We find my door quickly, Jade leaning me against the wall branching from it, lips meshing against mine slowly. Her tongue trails in with my grin, my own sliding against hers. I feel my heart flutter at its warmth, her cold grasp grazing the skin lining my pants. I feel around for the handle of my door, opening it with a soft creak. We scuff our feet against the ground as we take a long waltz around the room, careful to have the door closed and locked.

I'll unlock it later so if one of us dies...people can actually get it.

My back meets the bed with a soft 'thump,' pale eyes gazing down gently. I tilt my head, almost perplexed by the soft, gentle nature of it. I grin, my hand trailing up to her jaw, kissing her with a timid passion. She groans softly, her hips rolling as legs pinch my sides, her shirt slipping off with one pull.

Her lips find mine once again, her hand teasing at my pants before slipping in to repay the favor from before. I laugh huskily, knowing this night would most likely mirror that from before. From long before.