- Party On Your Pu.ssy, Red Hot Chili Peppers
[collab with jamie that finally got published. fuck school. and poly, for not having this awesome song. :3 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XSXrfIulBg]
[PS. I Miss Barbaraaaaa.]
"I'm so exhausted." Jules groaned as she reached over to press the round up arrow next to the elevator doors. 1 am in the morning and we'd just gotten home. My head was pounding soberly as I thought back on the night. The clinking of wine glasses, fake toasts, even falser congratulations. Tonight we'd spent our hours together in one of the major social restaurants in Blazing while the Bureau thanked my partner and I for our hard work. Heroism and courage. I shuddered to think of the words my DA used. I was not brave and I definitely wasn't a hero, should never be to anyone either. Besides that, I hated social gatherings. They had an air of artificiality to them just hanging so thickly you could barely breathe. All I'd wanted was a decent thanks and to move on. Instead we were drug on Jules' insistence to the dinner party, an action that surprised me. She despised most of my sergeants and fellow agents. At least we both agreed to leave as soon as possible. Letting go of my hand Jules reached down to the strap of her shoes ready to take them off. Then she hesitated, standing up straighter, standing up to tug her long black evening dress back down. I cracked a smile in her direction."You wanted to leave just as badly as I did huh?"
"Maybe more." she sighed watching the red digital numbers above the elevator doors descend. "Well," I let out a breath that echoed throughout the deserted parking garage. The only sounds were of the engine starting on a distant car. Clutching onto my suit jacket in my hand, I watched the elevator with her. "I didn't think you would have come anyways."
She turned to face me, her expression seemingly shocked. "Why wouldn't I?"
"After everything I thought you be a little hesitant." my eyes hesitatingly glancing at her before falling to the concrete beneath us.
Jules opened her mouth to reply just as the elevator doors parted with a chime. She stepped forward, still with her red lips parted in disbelief. Maybe I had been too harsh, but only on myself. I trailed behind her to let her enter first, thoughts running through my mind on how honest I was allowed to be without being a jerk. Stepping forward into the elevator I stood a few feet away from her. In a daze I watched as Jules ran her hands through her long dark hair giving it a shake then bending down to slip out of her heels. She slipped them off and threw her fingers as she stood back up holding them at her side. "Marc," she sighed trying to catch my attention as I reached out and pressed 15, the doors coming to a close. I glanced over my shoulder at her, wanting her to know I was listening but still nervous. "I came because I wanted to." she bit her lip as she stood behind me, her voice full of false hope.
"I wouldn't have if I was you." I stifled a laugh, stuffing my free hand in the pocket of my dress pants.
"You're not me." she said quietly stepping behind me and slipping her hands around me, still clutching onto her shoes. No, she wasn't. And that was a good thing. I'd never have to worry about her ever being with someone else, I thought.
Turning around she dropped her arms as I slipped my free hand around her waist glaring into her soft eyes, "It was too much to ask."
"No it wasn't." she shook her head, her eyes searching mine in wonder. She appeared to be dead serious - I knew she had meant that, my expression changing to a sullen nod. Bringing Jules closer to me I helped her lean as our lips mutually met each others. Impulsively our kiss became deeper, causing Jules to drop her shoes to the floor with a loud clatter. Neither one of us noticed it, our bodies nearing each other.
My arms found their place around her waist, our tongues playing back and forth. Her hands rested against my chest as a small sigh escaped from her mouth to mine. I was grateful for the vibration, her touch, her kiss; all things I had missed so much. Although it had been at least a week or two since we'd gotten together again, I'd found myself appreciating every moment we were together. Holding onto her tighter I gripped her in my arms as I relished the sensation of her nails digging into my shirt. We clung to each other for support standing in the small space while the yellow lights flashed one by one on the side buttons, reaching us closer to our destination. Suddenly, mid-kiss, the elevator door dinged open to our floor. Pulling back for a moment I smirked, Jules still close as ever to me as we glanced up at each other. We exchanged a knowing glint into the other's eyes before breaking apart, but not too far, and stepping out of the elevator.
"I missed this." Jules bit down on her bottom lip, extending her arm out to offer me her hand.
Taking her small hand in mine as we started down the long narrow hallway to our apartment, the pattering of light footsteps following our every step. I folded my fingers within hers and smiled, "I missed us."
She smirked slightly, releasing her lips from the grip of her teeth. "So did I."
I was starting to feel at last it wasn't just a dream, or overridden guilt. This was irrefutable; Jules and I had moved past the worst possible scenario in any relationship and came out stronger for it. It was in this idea I felt the confidence that we'd last a lifetime. Seconds later we stopped a few inches from our front door, the paisley floor pattern beneath us serving as a guide. Regretfully I let go of Jules's hand and switched arms in which I was holding my suit jacket. Digging into my side pocket I found the key and inserted it into the lock, turning the key and opening the door quickly. Grinning widely to myself I flung open the door, glancing over my shoulders into Jules's big brown eyes once more, "You really didn't have have fun?"
Jules pursed her lips, taking a step forward, following me as I walked inside. She closed the door behind her when we got further enough in, leaning against the door with an evil smirk on her face, "I think I'll have more fun now that we're alone."
I nodded, reaching out for her hand and pulling her closer to me, stepping towards her. "Couldn't agree more." I sighed, my hands falling instinctively back at her sides as we leaned in for another bruising kiss.
Slowly and reluctantly Jules to pull away from my body. Instantly I missed the sense of her own pressed against mine. She leaned back, looking down at my shirt as her hands crept up the first button before stealing a taunting look into my eyes. Something she was good at - making me wait. Maybe I hadn't been all that she deserved, but I always let her know my intentions. Another setback, her ring finger no longer wore what I'd worked so hard to make her happy, all because I couldn't decipher between who I was and who I used to be. Her lips leading themselves back to mine while her hands reached down to the first button on my shirt, she started to unbutton it. Finally undoing all of the buttons she slowly pulled back, her teeth hanging onto my bottom lip as she pulled away unfortunately, again. Her eyes lingered down at my tiht bare chest as I watched her look between my open shirt. I swallowed when her hands ran over my stomach. It always had been her favorite part of me. Just like I'd never gotten enough of her perfectly toned ass. Taking her hands off me I took her arms with her looking up, lifting them over her head. That long black dress had to go, it covered up too much of her for my liking. "Turn around." I ordered in a low tone before running my hand across her small waist and guiding her around so her back was to my chest.
Slowly Jules did as I'd commanded. My lips began to press light kisses down her neck causing her to moan. Switching sides I trailed kisses down the other side of her neck to her collarbone as my hand found it's way to the zipper of her dress. Peeling down the zipper I felt her breath steadily quicken as she tensed. Clutching onto the back of my neck she threw her head back against mine as her dress fell to her ankles revealing the lacy black lingerie she wore. Standing in front of me, her long locks cascading down her delicate shoulders, her lithe back leading down to her nice full ass all mine again. Finally turning around her heaving chest pressed against mine before I brushed the hair off of her shoulder. I couldn't help but notice her breasts straining against her bra. Our lips meeting again as our kiss deepened. Jules reached down to the front of my pants giving the front a tug as she led me with her back towards the couch breaking our kiss.
"Isn't this better?" she smirked referring to the event we'd been attending early in favor of now, as her perfectly lithe body fell backwards onto the leather couch. Reaching out I climbed on top of her, hands planted on each side of her as he stared down. "Of course it is." I replied as my right hand scaled her leg. Hiking it up I kissed her inner thigh, feeling her begin to quiver underneath my lips. A moan escaped Jules' mouth as I continued to lightly tease her, switching from thigh to thigh.
She let out a long soft moan, nice.. but it wasn't enough. I wanted her to feel as amazing as she made me feel every day. My hands trailed her trembling legs spreading them apart further keeping her skin firmly in my grasp. Jules bit down on her bottom lip, glancing down at me apprehensively, her chest heaving with each slow breath she drew in. I let my fingers glide between her thighs, stopping to stroke her p.ssy. Another low moan came from her as she leaned back on the couch. I moved my hand against her already intensifying wetness. Jules lifted her leg over my shoulder, the spike of her heel carving into back. Pulling her lacy thin underwear down her legs my eyes flickered back and forth; from her begging thighs to her shining face fully flushed. I smirked, leaning forward to press delicate kisses along her thighs, my fingers working her clit. She gasped, her arms stretching over her head to clasp onto the arm of the couch for support. My tongue slipped over her, teasing her before sucking on her clit, easily fitting two fingers inside of her as she moaned louder. She began write beneath me as I pumped inside of her, licking her faster. I loved savoring her sweet taste, licking every inch of her, making her moan in pleasure. Her hips bucked against me as she grew louder by the second. Taking my fingers out of her I held her by the hips, running my tongue over her sweet p.ssy, setting my hands beside her as I started to trail my lips higher over her body. I moved past her stomach, between the swell of her breasts, stopping to kiss her before reaching her beautiful face.
"Why did you stop?" she sighed, rolling her hips against my still covered growing erection.
I glared down into her big brown eyes, unable to hide the smile forming its way across my lips as I scaled the length of her legs once more with my fingers. Chuckling I shook my head, "We haven't even started yet."
She pouted her lips slightly, her hands letting go of the sharp grip behind her, falling my belt buckle as she hurriedly started to undo it. "You're going to regret that." she smirked.
"I doubt it." I arched my brow at her, leaning into her closer, closing the gap between us and pressing a kiss to her soft supple lips. A moment we shared before pulling away, I retook my stance, grinning wider, "I highly doubt it."
Quickly Jules sat up on the couch rushing to unzip my pants. Grabbing them at my hips she forced them down revealing my growing erection through my boxers. Every passing second only fueled my lust for her. Leaning forward my hands weaved through her hair with a forceful grasp. I wasted no time in kissing her, our tongues playing with each other, before I broke away a moment to lay a tender kiss to her cheek. Another moan slipped between her fill lips. But I wanted more, I needed more. She aroused my every sense, ignited a pain much akin to battery acid through my veins; agonizing and twisting at me until I was able to satisfy her. Releasing my hands from her hair she sat up and fixed herself upright onto her knees. Scooting forward slightly, Jules' hands gripped my boxers as she slid them down my legs, my eyes not leaving her form. My hands slithered up her spine before wrapping around her bare back. Looking back down she leaned forward running her tongue along my d.ick forcing it against my abs. Dear god, I'd never wanted Jules any more than I had at this very second. Her tongue, her lips, the strands of hair brushing against my leg, making it all but impossible for me not to grab her by the back of her head and push her on her back so I could f.ck her as hard as I wanted to. She pressed kisses up my shaft as I delivered a deep groan.T he tips of my fingers pressed into her soft skin deeper while her felt my hand up my erection. Taking me in her hands Jules looked up into my eyes before running her tongue across the head of my d.ick and pressing a kiss to it. I was growing harder in her hand. She was so beautiful, so enticing, so... perfect. Sometimes I had to wonder why did I deserve her? Cupping her hand around my di.ck she slid her tongue up it before shoving her hand down in a twisting motion. I moaned out for her as she continued the pattern with her lips sucked my head. Glancing up she watched my expression change with her each move. Finally removing her lips with a lingering smirk she continued to pump her hand while she pressed a kiss to my stomach. One of my hands ran underneath me down her chest until I found her breast and cupped it. Firmly I gripped her breast and massaged it under my hand, loving the feel of her supple skin.. "Oh my God." she muttered gradually.
Sitting up taller on her knees she snaked her arms around my chest and kissed me passionately. I was tired of all this gentle touching we were doing. As much as I relished her every touch, I wanted to f.ck her as hard as I loved her. My lips trailing down her neck before I brushed her hair slowly off of her neck to lay kisses on her collarbone. It was hard to keep control with her moaning louder. And, as if she had read my mind, she groaned out in frustration "Oh my God, just f.uck me."
"Is that what you want?" I smirked caressing her hair as I wrapped my arms around her waist. She dug her face into the crook of my neck. "Please." The groaning of her lips reverberating against my skin while she latched onto me. I swallowed and without a word I tightened my grip on Jules and forced her backwards onto the couch again - needing to be over her, with her, inside of her, right now at this given moment I needed all of that more than I'd ever needed anything. She scooted comfortably underneath me as I fixed himself on top of her. Leaning into Jules I kissed her chest, running my tongue across each of her pert nipples. Sitting back I wasted no time before slamming into her with a groan. Jules gasped before her nails flew to grip my back as her breathing hitched. I could feel her flushed bare body beneath me and relished in it. Steadily, I moved in and out of her as I gripped the sides of her ribs. She moaned louder than before now. Reaching she rubbed her cli.t softly along with the rhythm. Fuck, she was so goddamn sexy. Biting her lip, she held her breath . "Faster." her voice begged tightly, almost as tight as her tense muscles surrounding my d.ck. Again I moaned out for her, hearing her own grow louder in satisfaction. As I started to f.ck her harder her nails dug further into my skin. A split second of pain went through my spine, crawling under my skin as I realized she'd cut back into my recovering bullet wound. Although she could see the flash of pain on my face, it had only been a moment. I hadn't completely given up my strength and I intended to show her that. I wanted her to know I could still be beaten down only to get back up, that pain wasn't anything for me. Her eyes widened. "Baby, are you okay?"
I simply nodded and went on, drilling into her harder than before - letting the pleasure take over my pain. My gaze saw nothing but her, my entire body craving her and only her. Pushing all of myself inside of Jules I held nothing back, groaning in pleasure as her hips rolled against me to return my every thrust. The monotonous squeak of the couch beneath us as well as our own moans were all that filled the deadly silence. With both of us so close to the edge I wanted to make it last as long as possible. However I knew that from her stifled moans and shortened screams she was close. I leaned over, pressing an opened mouthed kiss to her perfect lips, swallowing her growing moans. My hand reaching up to cup her jaw I held her face as close as possible, my opposite hand trailing down her long legs while she arched her back. Grabbing her leg I lifted it over my shoulder, keeping my pace inside her. Taking her by the wrist I brought her hand to my face, pausing back a moment to slip the same long delicate fingers that had been f.ngering her clit. She bit down on her lips as she stared up at me, thrusting her hips once more and we continued. Her breathless pants were becoming more apparent as she moved against me. Letting go of her hand as we drilled into each other I rested both my palms beside her again, pushing harder than before and giving her another rough kiss. I could feel her closing in on me, a wet sticky substance from her orgasm just starting to encompass me. She broke away from the kiss, tossing her head back on the couch cushions to let out a long shriek. That sound enough to make me lose control. Seconds later I felt myself releasing inside her tight p.ssy as I hovered in closer to her. I moaned her name, repeating it softly a few times as I slowed down. Jules moaned softly, running her fingers through my hair, her eyes closed. For another few moments we shared what seemed like an unending spiral into bliss. Riding out our release we came almost to a stop before I reluctantly pulled out of her. She was too amazing to ever let go of. All I wanted to was make her happy, when she was I was. Looking down at her I smiled, brushed away a few strands of stray hairs in her face and slowly kissed her once more. She returned the kiss, smirking just as I pulled away. Adjusting myself to the side of her I leaned on my side against the back of the couch before I wrapped my arm around her waist to press her against my body. "I love you, Jules." I sighed, giving her bare sweat drenched waist a squeeze.
She was still laying down, her big brown eyes glaring up at me, blinking slowly as I leaned over her from the side. Smiling she sighed, "I love you too."
I swallowed; wondering what to tell her. I didn't want her to think I was just trying to make up for what I'd done or hoping to make her forget completely. Parting my lips to try and form the dry words was almost impossible. "Next week your mom has her parole hearing. I - uh, was going to speak at it.. on her behalf. It -." I nodded, my eyes flickering around the room every which direction. Before I could finish my sentence Jules cupped the side of my cheek, bringing my face towards hers as she kissed me. Gently we let our tongues glide back and forth, tasting each other in excess then parting for another pause.
"Thank you." she grinned widely, lacing her hands across my chest. I smiled and dipped my shoulders lower to lay next to her - a task easier said than done with limited couch space. Settling in beside her I wrapped my other arm around her back, now holding her as she lie almost on top of me. Most of the time I hated awkward silences, I hated silence in general. But right now I welcomed it, I wanted to just absorb Jules completely and as best I could. Her head nestled into the swoop of my shoulders, soft skin pressed against mine, relaxed breathing and heartbeat pounding in front of me I felt at ease. There was nothing else to say because we'd already said it. Any other words would've just been irrelevant. Everything was finally going to be okay for once in a long time; Jules and I were in love, I was alive, and pretty soon I really would make things perfect for her.
