Metamorphosis

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A/N: Some things happen in this chapter. The first half of it, we learn more about Jason's background and past, as well as Trina. We learn where Trina's and Tori's family hails from, among other things. We also have the fullness of trust between the two reach it's peak here. So I've constructed a hopefully, as tasteful as I could, scene between them demonstrating not only their first time but the level of trust they have as they connect. I'm going to designate the start of this scene very simply with -M- and put that at the end as well for anyone that wants to skip it. If you do read it, I think you'll see just how close their bond has become, as they learn more about themselves and the others. I tried to make it a sweet moment as well. Read on.

Chapter 27 (First Touch)

"Are you okay?" Jason's left arm slipped around her shoulders, holding her protectively as she leaned her head into his left shoulder. Her left hand reached across her abdomen and grasped his right hand in between them. "Trina?"

"I'll be alright." He squeezed her hand and gently kissed her right temple. She didn't want to talk about Ross and Jenny, yet at the same time, she felt like she needed to. It was difficult to see them again, and part of her hoped it would be the last time seeing them. "I can't believe we survived talking to them. I just…I don't know what to feel right now."

"What are you thinking?"

"That I'm nauseous." She rubbed her head further into the indent between his shoulder and neck, then raised her shoulders. "Nauseous, angry, and a part of me is kind of relieved. Relieved that I can put him behind me. Maybe move on with my life."

"Same. Same for me regarding Jenny as well." Trina's thumb ran along the surface of Jason's hand and her eyes traced the veins barely bulging beneath his skin. She could feel the pulses of his blood sweeping under her thumb, each pulse was calm and quiet.

"She told me she hurt you somehow. Even Travis says she did something to you, but no one said what and it's all cryptic." She wasn't sure if he would trust her with that, or if he was even ready to talk about it, so she wanted to make sure he knew she wasn't trying to push. "I don't mean to pry or anything, I just…"

Her voice trailed off as her eyes rose towards him. His expression was calm and serene and his gaze was on the wall straight ahead. Jason's chest expanded slowly and he closed his eyes.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to or anything, I don't want to push you."

"My father did a lot of things to us," Jason said finally. Trina lifted her head and gently squeezed his hand. "Slapping my mother around, threatening to kill my uncle-going so far as to douse his house with gasoline and setting a match to it." Her eyes widened and she brought her hand up over her mouth. "Nearly crippled Uncle Erwin when the man tried to get mom away."

Jason's eyes slanted and his tongue swept across his lower lip before a sigh fell from his mouth. "He beat me pretty badly too. Shoved me down a flight of stairs, slammed me up against walls and countertops, struck me with weapons…"

"That ended when I got into karate, even boxing." Jason's left hand slid along her upper arm, stopping at the curve of her shoulder. "I was able to defend myself, to keep him from hurting my mother again. Uncle Erwin already moved to California by that time, so that's when Mom and I left. Travis wasn't too thrilled, but he understood."

"Seems like Travis wants to move to California as well." She smiled at him and slid her thumb in several circular motions on his hand.

"He enjoys the campus there, and misses hanging out. I can't say I haven't missed hanging out with the guy either." Jason rolled his head to the right. His nostrils spread apart and his forehead wrinkled. "As for Jenny, I met her in Texas as well. I didn't know a damn thing about dating, I didn't even think that kind of thing was for me, but she seemed to be interested in me."

"So you gave it a shot…"

"Yes. Turns out she had an obsessive and high maintenance personality. If she didn't get what she wanted, she threw things and threw temper tantrums. With me? She hit me whenever I didn't want to do something she wanted, sometimes threatened me with weapons…so that didn't last long."

"I'm a little high maintenance, but I would never do that. I hope you know that." He smiled at her and nodded once. Her lower lip curled beneath her teeth and her eyes dropped down. "I um, I guess maybe you don't really want to talk about that anymore."

"I don't. I'll answer anything you ask me, but I don't want to talk about that past anymore. I would love to put all of that behind me."

"Same…" Trina set her head down onto his chest and slid her left arm around his abdomen. Her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth curled into a wide smile as she listened to the gentle beats of his heart.

His left arm hung across her back and his chin came to rest on her head. "Have you lived in California all your life, Trina?"

"Kind of." She didn't want to say she was the daughter of immigrants, but it was pretty close. The truth of the matter was while she and Tori were the daughters of at least one immigrant, they only moved into Los Angeles when Tori was a baby.

She adjusted herself a bit on his chest and moved her right arm behind him. "My Dad is from Spain, his mom's from Latin America though. Mom's the daughter of an Irish and Italian immigrant. Grandma's Irish and Grandpa's Italian."

"Sounds like you've got a fairly extensive family tree."

"Oh I do." She pulled her hair from her face and laughed. "Mom's parents met on a boat coming to the United States in 1958. Mom herself went on a trip to Spain, and on boat ride back she met Dad. He was moving to the States to take part in an American university."

It was around 1984 that David and Holly met. People were often astonished to learn they didn't have their first child until '93, but they wanted to wait to have children. "Mom and Dad decided it would be better to have an established life and career before having a child, so they waited nearly ten years after meeting. They met in '84, married in '86, and had me in '93."

"That's admirable. I think it's a good idea, sort of having that set life and stability to bring a child into."

"Definitely. At the same time, both of them came from families who were fairly serious about not bringing a child in an unstable and unexpected environment. So mom and dad also believed in being well grounded with their roots."

"So, where did they settle down first?"

"Portland, Oregon, if you can believe it. I'm not Texan or Californian." She let out a laugh and Jason chuckled with her. "Mom was charmed with Portland State University and got her nursing degree from there. Dad wanted to be close to her, so he went there as well."

"When did they get to California?"

"Whenever they had Tori, mom wanted us to be closer to our grandparents. That's how we wound up in California. Sacramento, though, we didn't move to Los Angeles until Dad got a promotion and had to transfer to a different department." She rolled her head to the side and looked towards the ceiling, humming thoughtfully. "I believe I was seven or eight when we had to make that move."

"Do you enjoy it there?"

"Not so much." Tori seemed to enjoy it, but Los Angeles was still a pretty large town for her. "I've been thinking of leaving it behind when I go off to college, but…" She placed her hand on his chest and pushed her head up, turning her eyes into his. "The University of California in LA is still a nice campus, and if you're there?"

Jason moved his hand over hers, curling his fingers around her hand and smiling lovingly at her. "You can go anywhere you want, but I would…love having you there." Blood rushed to her cheeks, creating a shade of pink just beneath her cheekbones.

"What about you, Jason?" She cleared her throat and looked towards his hand. "Besides your father, where is your family from?"

"There's a little German on my mom's side, and a little polish. The irony is her father was German and her mother was Polish. My father's dad is British and his mother was Russian. So I'm a mutt."

"A handsome and sexy mutt at that." She teased him with a smirk and he let out a rich laugh. She glanced at his mouth and felt a nervous lump growing in her throat. "What um, what made your uncle move to Cali?"

Jason's smile faded and his shoulders fell. "When my father set fire to his house, he gave up. He decided he couldn't protect mom or myself, so he left. He heard of opportunities in Los Angeles for teachers and took off."

"You sound angry about that?"

"I was angry, so was mom. He gave up on us, so when he did, that's when I went into karate. Then when we got away, Uncle Erwin told us to come to California and be with him, so we did. Mom divorced Dad, and he couldn't find us again."

"I'm glad." Her hands slid up along his chest, then around his neck and down his back. "Thank you for trusting me, Jason." His lips slid upwards and his arms curled around the curve of her lower back.

"You too. I'm glad we're able to talk and just, be together."

A trembling breath fell from her lips and her tongue swept across them as if trying to catch the breath. His arms grew tight around her waist and she let herself fall against his chest. Her eyelids slammed down and her lips crashed into his.

Her shoulders peaked as she felt the force of his kiss against hers. They drew a soft groan from her lips and he pulled away after several seconds, leaving her breathless. "Trina." Her hands pulled up to his shoulders and she pushed her body up, gazing with wide and eager eyes into his soft, gentle gaze.

"Am I-should I-"

"I love you." His words feel without breath from his lips and halted her the pounding within her heart. Her eyes continued to grow and her mouth fell open. Jason reached up, cupping her right cheek in the palm of his hand. "Is it too soon to say?"

Tears welled up in her eyes and her body began to tremble. "No," she answered in a breathless pant. "I-I love you too." She fell into him, embracing his lips. She felt his hands sliding away from her back and curling around the sides of her waist. She moved her head back with a soft gasp and her hair fell as a veil concealing the area past their heads. "I trust you…"

"I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to push you into anything you don't want."

"I want this." She didn't care about holding back any longer. All she wanted was to be with him, to share with him the ultimate trust. "If it's what you want?"

"Yes." His arms pulled her closer and his hands dipped beneath her shirt. His fingers shocked her when they touched her skin. Trina's head leaned back and she moaned as he began to kiss down her neck and slide his hands up along her back.

She slid her hands along his sides and gripped the edges of his shirt between her fingers. As she began to lift it up, he felt the muscles in his arms tighten. "It's okay," she whispered, "Let me see them." With an exhale, his muscles relaxed and he let her carefully remove his shirt.

Trina's heart broke when she saw the scars shimmering in the sunlight. "They are a part of me," he said. She moved down, tenderly kissing each scar along his chest. When she reached his belt, she stopped to look up to him.

"They don't define you."

Jason's lips curved into a tiny smile and his hand curled beneath her chin. "Neither do yours, but that they're there makes you stronger and all that more beautiful." Her heart skipped a beat and she rose up to meet his kiss once more.

-M-

He leaned forward, then turned and she turned with him. Jason guided her in a gentle sweeping motion onto the cushions of the couch and positioned himself above her. Trina curled her hands around his arms and gasped as her eyes trailed along his body.

He looked like a warrior, having just come from battle, strong and proud. Gentle yet powerful. As Jason lowered himself, he whispered into her ear. "Tell me if I'm going too far. If you want me to stop, I will."

"You don't want to."

"What I want is irrelevant."

She swallowed heavily and furrowed her brow. "What do you want, Jason?"

He looked into her eyes with the softest smile. His powerful hand caressed her left cheek and slid up, pushing his fingertips beneath her hair. His thumb pulled a long strand from between her eyes. Trina's lips separated, releasing a quiet whimper.

"I just want you to be happy, to feel safe and protected. To show you how much I love you. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. What do you want?"

"The same." She reached around his back and watched his eyes close. Her fingers slid across some roughness and slickness on his back, likely more scars either from his father or from Jenny. "For you. I'm scared, I'm nervous…I haven't-I've never done this before, but I want to. I want this with you, nobody else. I want this to last, I hope you want the same."

"I do." He lowered himself, all but collapsing upon her, and his lips crashed against hers with fury. In the storm, he guided her shirt away from her and she helped to remove her bra.

His eyes widened for a split second and he studied her breasts as though they were a new fascination. She closed her eyes once more and arched her back as his hands curled around them and he lowered his lips, kissing the tips of her nipples; hardening them with his touch.

As he traveled down her body, kissing every inch of her, he stopped just short of the tip of her purple lace panties. His fingers wrapped around the straps going around her waist and his eyes searched hers for permission.

She pushed herself up with her elbows and peered down, frightened but still trusting him. She nodded and watched with baited breath as he began to pull the panties down her legs.

When he lowered himself to begin kissing her inner thighs, she felt multiple shocks of sensation shooting from the areas of contact. Her leg muscles began to tighten and her hands clenched around the edges of the cushion as he drew nearer to her vagina.

"God," she said with a trembling breath. "Jason be gentle please. I don't know how this-" His kiss toughed the lips of her vagina and her eyes shot open as an electric shock pulsed through her.

Within seconds his tongue was gliding slowly over the top of her entrance. She tightened her muscles and fell back against the cushion, groaning louder as his tongue entered into her.

His left hand slid up along her abdomen and between her breasts, then cupped her left breast. She gasped out as his fingers constricted around her nipple and began to pull it.

The foreplay went on until she was able to change position with him. Trina kissed his chest, his sides, and made her way towards his waist where she fought to undo his belt. When she looked up, she saw him watching her with a heavy brow.

"Are you okay?" She asked while sliding his pants down his legs. He cleared his throat.

"I'm good." Trina looked to his boxers and the sight of his erection underneath was frightening at first. While it was still clothed, she wasn't sure just what to do with it. "You alright, Trina?"

"Um. Yeah. Would you laugh if I said I've never actually seen an erection before?" He raised an eyebrow and slowly shook his head. Her cheeks burned with an intense blush as she carefully removed his drawers. She stopped them just at the tip of his erection, swallowing the lump in her throat. "This is going to sound really stupid but, that's going inside me so is it going to…"

She didn't know if it would hurt or not. Some of the girls at her school she would hear talking about when they had sex, half of them said it hurt and the other half said it didn't. At the same time, she would hear talk about the different sizes of a man's erection, and Jason's looked like it was on the higher end of the scale the girls talked about. It was less than a foot but longer than the average of six inches.

"The girls at my old school talk about giving oral sex, so um, should I?"

"If you want." He shrugged and looked down at his waist. "I won't ask you to do anything you're uncomfortable with." She took a deep breath and tore his boxers off as though ripping a bandaid away from the skin.

When she saw the erection stand, she flinched for a moment. With a breath of courage she grabbed ahold of it to keep it still, closed her eyes and moved towards it.

Much of what she learned about sex and lovemaking was what she heard from people in the neighborhood, at her school, and dare she say even the students in her martial arts classes. She usually kept quiet and listened to the way people spoke, to how they described their most intimate moments.

With this, she slowly curled her tongue around his erection and moved down partially. After the first two strokes with her lips, she pulled her head away and coughed. Jason looked at her with concern and started to lean up.

"Okay I don't like that," Trina said while letting go of the member. She could still feel the sensation in her palm of the blood that had been pumping through the erection. "I'm really not used to this. I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"Let's just…" She crawled above him, peering down into his eyes and hovering her hip inches above his erection. Her fingers gripped his shoulders and collarbones tightly and her heart pounded heavily in her chest.

Jason's right hand rose to her cheek and his thumb swept away the moisture beneath her eyes. "Trina it's okay."

She lowered her waist and felt the tip of his erection touch between her labia. As it pushed through, she felt a sudden chill race along her spine and a quick pulse of energy shot from within her body.

Her eyes widened and her waist jumped as she let out a startled gasp. She looked down and held her breath while lowering herself back down. The sensation shot through her once more, but this time it was expected and less startling, so she continued to slide down the erection, gasping as it pushed deep within her.

It felt warm inside, and with each slide she took, the sensual pulses grew more pleasurable. She tightened her muscles around it and watched Jason's face tense and his eyes close. He began to move his waist up while she moved down, sending greater shockwaves through her body.

She threw her head back and a scream erupted from her lips, causing Jason to stop for a second. "No it's good," she said breathlessly. He nodded and she collapsed on his chest and held herself still so Jason could move in and out of her.

His powerful arms wrapped around her lower back, holding her tight against his body. She nipped his shoulder with her teeth, shouting with each wave of sensation. "F-Faster."

Jason stopped and looked at her with an arched eyebrow. "You sure?"

"I want to know how it feels."

"Okay." He proceeded to thrust into her, increasing his speed. Her eyes widened as the swift pulses through her body forced a tremendous shake to rush through her. She let out another cry, then moved to kiss his lips, pressing them tight against his as though the kiss was a distraction for her.

She heard him grunt after a while and his movements began to slow. Curious, she looked down and her eyes started to widen as she realized what was coming. "Oh god, Jason."

"Trina. Want me to pull out, I'm-"

"No. You can release inside. It's okay." She was well aware of her cycle, and kept a good schedule with the pill. Even though she was never sexually active, this was something her mother always made sure.

Holly once said the most accurate way to use the birth control pill was to take it at the same exact time on a daily basis, and she made sure both of her girls took it.

That, and she was more afraid of getting seminal fluid on her body or on Jason's couch.

Her own fluid shot out around erection, lubricating it and slightly dulling the sensation of his thrusts. She screamed out as a hot sweat and wave of euphoria rushed through her, then collapsed onto him.

Trina shut her eyes and groaned as semen exploded within her like a balloon bursting. She felt a strange fullness inside her body and was nearly afraid to move, for fear of the fluid spilling out.

While her mother did explain sex to both Tori and herself, she never quite explained certain details. She didn't care, though, and her body felt as though it were floating on air.

-M-

She turned her head towards Jason and started to smile. "I love you." Jason opened his eyes and curled his arm over her while slowly brushing her back with his fingertips. Her body lifted in the direction of the caress and a gentle sigh fell from her lips.

"You are incredibly beautiful, Trina. Every part of you, inside and out." Her heart skipped a beat and she tenderly kissed his lips. He closed his eyes and hummed as she pulled her lips from his. "I love you too." He caressed her cheek and gently swept her hair behind her ear. "I know we should get out there before people notice we're gone, but I can't take my eyes off you…"

"I don't care." It had been an hour at least, people were going to know they were gone and at least on a date. Whatever they assumed the couple was up to, it was the farthest thing from her mind. "Just hold me. Don't let go, please."

"If you'll stay with me, I'll never let go." She kissed his chin and dropped down, resting her head onto his bare chest. As they lay there and let time pass, Trina thought she could hear someone knocking at the door. When she lifted up, Jason tugged gently and put a finger to his lips.

"The door is locked," he whispered, "They won't walk in on us." Travis called out from the other side and Trina smirked. After a few minutes, there was only silence. The couple laughed and Trina hugged Jason tightly.

"We should get dressed and see what our friends want, but I don't want to go right now." Much less, she didn't want to face Lindsay. She had a sense her best friend was going to know something happened between the two of them. "I would like to keep this between us, Jason. You wouldn't-"

"I'm not the boasting type. I wouldn't talk about it unless it was someone close to me like Travis asking if I had sex. Even then, I'd just say 'yes' and leave it at that, if that's what you'd prefer."

"It is. I'd rather Travis and Lindsay know about it, if anyone had to…So they're okay."

"You really think we can hide it from them?"

"No. No I don't." Travis and Lindsay knew their mannerisms, their behavior and personality traits. "Just try to act like we didn't make love." Jason's grin only grew and he lay back against the cushion.

"I'll try."

What are your thoughts reading this? What did you think of their conversation, and even of the act of love they shared in? Do you think they'll be able to keep it from their friends, who know them best? Sure, we know Tori can keep her sexual activity hidden from her group of friends, but there are reasons for that one of which being they'd been active before they really knew her. So Trina and Jason have reached this very serious point in their relationship, and it's looking like they want a future together and will be willing to work towards that. Your thoughts?