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July 14
‘Can’t, bro. I’m working.’ JJ says down the phone line to John B who’s just asked him to come hang out.
‘Working? Why? Not even rich assholes are dumb enough to go out to the club during a Hurricane.’
JJ reaches one arm up to the tree branch above him, half swinging off it lazily until he can get off the phone and start to climb.
‘They just needed help packing shit up before the storm.’
‘Don’t they have grounds staff for that? You’re a busboy, JJ.’
JJ rolls his eyes, half tempted to just hang up on his best friend, why the hell is he pushing back on this so much? He thought it was a totally plausible lie.
‘Yeah, well, they didn’t get much warning. All hands on deck and all that.’
The wind is starting to pick up around him, with each minute making the task ahead of him harder. He looks up at the dark sky, he really needs to get off the phone.
‘Well, you gonna come round after?’
‘I don’t know, man.’ Not fucking likely. No, he plans on being busy all night. Hoping the hurricane will give him a solid night of no interruptions or explanations.
‘Whatever,’ John B finally relents. ‘Don’t let Agatha kill you.’
‘Same to you.’ JJ laughs and then ends the call, sliding the phone back into his pocket before reaching up and hoisting himself onto the branch above.
***
Kie’s phone lights up with the name ‘Jebediah Jimes’ just as she’s finishing brushing her teeth, along with the contact photo of her and JJ pulling faces at the camera that she took a couple months ago when they were out on the pogue. She quickly rinses her mouth and puts away her brush, , and picks up the phone.
‘Please tell me you aren’t out doing something stupid and dangerous in the storm,’ she says with a grin, walking out of her bathroom and back into her bedroom.
‘Wouldn’t dream of it.’ JJ’s ever playfull voice comes down the line.
Passing her mirror, she lifts up her oversized shirt and does a quick absentminded check of her body in it as she speaks. ‘I don’t believe that for a second.’
JJ laughs at her and then after a small pause continues.
‘Don’t worry. Your ass looks great in those shorts.’
Kie stills. Then slowly drops her shirt and turns. Sure enough, on the other side of her window is JJ Maybank, his hair blowing in the wind, perched on her roof, and grinning from ear to ear.
Rolling her eyes, Kie hangs up the phone, chucks it onto her bed, and makes her way over to the window.
‘For the record,’ she scorns, opening the window. ‘This is stupid and dangerous.’
‘Well, it would be cruel to leave me out here then, wouldn’t it?’ he says with a grin, and unfortunately she can’t argue with that logic. Not that she wants to anyway.
She pushes out the fly screen to allow JJ to manoeuvre his way into her bedroom. It’s not a route he is completely unfamiliar with but it’s not one they use often. Most of the times he comes to her room it’s when her parents are away and he’s free to use the front door. He’s alway seemed too scared to fool around when her parents are around.
Kie waits as JJ returns the screen to its home and then shuts the window.
He turns back to her and smiles. ‘Hey.’
‘Hi.’
JJ takes a step toward her. ‘I thought I’d come keep you company.’
‘Did you, now?’ she asks with a teasing tone. Trying to pretend she’s not infinitely happy that he’s here to save her from being cooped up in her room and bored out of her mind.
He steps forward again, crowding into her. His hands find her hips and he leans down to kiss her. Despite the temptation, Kie pulls back slightly to stop him.
‘You know my parents are home, right?’
He grins at her. ‘Beauty of a hurricane.’ He brushes his nose against hers, their lips grazing. ‘I bet you could be screaming my name and they wouldn’t even notice.’
Kie sucks her bottom lip into her mouth, biting down on it, a rush running through her at the thought. It’s only been a couple days since she last been with him but god, that’s been long enough. They’ve been doing this for months now and she still can’t get enough of him.
Reaching up, Kie wraps her hand around the back of his neck and pulls him in the short distance it takes to connect their lips.
JJ’s hands start to pull up her shirt as they move together, slowly backing up toward her bed, lips never leaving each other. Lifting it up enough to get his hands underneath it he lets it drop back down over his hands, focusing his attention instead to her waistband as he starts to drag her shorts down her legs.
They reach her bed and JJ guides her down. She obliges, stepping out of her shorts as she lays back on the mattress. JJ drops down to the floor, reaching forward to wrap his arms around her open thighs and drag her toward him until she’s right on the edge.
One of his hands bunches up her shirt between her breasts, giving him a full view of her bottom half. His tongue flicks over his bottom lip and he's leaning in, his mouth on her, already wet with anticipation.
Kie ever so slightly rolls her hips into his mouth as he devours her. She pushes her back hard into the mattress, her back arching off as the pressure builds. She wants nothing more than to grip his hair and tell him what to do, but she lets him keep control and he rewards her for it.
His fingers have just found her entrance, drawing a soft moan of delight from her mouth, when there is a knock at her door. Both of them shoot up, locking wide eyes and silently communicating before JJ drops down to take cover behind the bed and Kie rolls over onto her stomach, tugging down her shirt to cover herself the best she can.
Her door slowly opens and Kie has the good sense to grab her phone from next to her, to at least give the impression she was doing literally anything other than what she was, as her mum looks down at her from the doorway.
‘We were going to make some hot chocolates and watch a movie,’ Anna tells her, as a way of invite, seemingly unaware of anything untoward that might have been happening.
‘Oh, I was thinking about just going to bed. You know, sleep out the storm.’
As much as she loves family movie nights, the blonde boy just a few feet from her seems to have something far more appealing to offer.
Anna gives her a small smile. ‘Sure thing, sweetheart. Sleep well.’
‘Night,’ Kie calls as her mum shuts the door behind her, and then breathes out a sigh of relief.
She looks back over her shoulder at JJ, still on the floor, his chin propped up on the mattress and looking like he’s about to break out laughing.
‘I can’t believe you didn’t lock the door.’
Kie half heartedly rolls her eyes and climbs off the bed.
‘It’s not like you gave me warning that you were coming over.’
Reaching her bedroom door, Kie locks it, before turning back around and leans up against it, watching JJ as he sits on the edge of the bed and starts pulling off his boots.
‘Guess it’s really my fault then.’ He dumps his boots to the floor and then lays down on the bed. ‘For being so irresistible.’
Kie laughs. ‘More like a pain in my ass.’
JJ pushes up on his elbows and watches her approach with twinkling eyes. ‘A pain in your ass, you say?’
‘Don’t,’ she scolds.
He flops back down with a laugh. ‘Don’t knock it ‘til you’ve tried it, Kiara.’
Kie stops at the side of her bed, looking down at his cheeky smile and glares. ‘Surely you could be doing something much more productive with your mouth right now.’
JJ’s lips turn up menacingly at that, he stretches his arms out either side of him as an invitation. Kie strips off her shirt and dumps it to the floor before climbing on top of JJ, straddling him and then shuffling up until she is kneeling either side of his head. His arms wrap around her thighs and his mouth is on her once again, making quick work to build her back up.
His hands grip her hips, keeping her steady, pulling her into his face more than she thinks is probably safe - not that she can really bring herself to care when it feels this damn good. Her hand grips the headboard in front of her harder trying to keep herself from squirming away as his tongue works her over. It’s too much and too little all at once.
‘Fuck.’ She breathes out, her free hand reaching down to twist in his hair. Her head throws back and her back arches, her hips rolling down on him knowing full well she only can because he lets her, that his tight grasp could stop her from doing anything if he wanted. He takes the opportunity to dip his tongue inside her, curling it up and coating it in her wetness before dragging it back to her clit.
Kie whines. ‘You’re so good to me, Jay.’ He moans against her in response to her praise. ‘So good,’ she repeats in a barely audible rasp.
Outside the bedroom - or perhaps outside situations like this because they’ve never been confined by something so trivial as a bedroom - she’d never be so free with her praise. He always seems so sure of himself, so cocky, never really appreciating a compliment, so giving them turns unbearably annoying. But otherwise - god, she’s not sure who likes it more. There’s something about the way his pupils dilate, the way he lights up when he’s told he’s doing so well, how he doubles down determined to prove that he can make her feel even better. It’s something in the way he’ll twitch in the palm of her hand when she asks if he’s gonna be good for her. It drives her completely crazy.
His tongue circles, she grinds down as her legs start to quiver.
‘Just there.’ She breathes out.
He keeps going, again and again, his fingers gripping her skin tight.
‘Keep-’ He knows just what to do.
Her hands clench, her body tightens and she cums with a clap of thunder, the fall of rain on the roof guiding her though.
***
Agatha is in full swing by the time she finally gets him inside her, which truly is a blessing that makes her hope for more hurricanes this season. The howling of the wind means she doesn’t have to stifle the sharp gasp she lets out when he fills up her sensitive cunt. The crashing of trees and debris outside help disguise the steady thump of the headboard against her bedroom wall. The raging storm outside leaves them nestled in their own small cocoon of sounds, heavy breaths exchanged between heated kisses, words of praise and encouragement and flurries of curses as they both build to their release.
Kie digs her nails into JJ’s chest and grinds down on him hard when they both finally come undone. After a moment she falls to the side with a small cock-drunk laugh - not that she’d ever admit to JJ that’s what it was. Laying on her back, Kie rolls her head to look at JJ next to her. Silently he turns onto his side and pushes up on his arm, leaning into her. Nudging her lips apart with his own and kissing her slow and simple, before pulling away again with a smile.
Her insides flutter, unable to deny the way the small gesture makes her feel warm, and soft and… god, it’s taking everything in her to not say loved. It’s a word she can't bring herself to associate with JJ these days because yes, JJ loves her, and yes, she loves JJ, that’s always been true. But since they started… Whatever this is, the word suddenly has such different implications. To feel it when he kisses her is far different from feeling it when he hugs her, and it’s terrifying to think anything like that when she really doesn’t know what they are, or what they are doing. Not that she has any desire to talk about it, because that would make it real. That could ruin it, or worst of all, that could make it stop.
So instead of saying anything, or smiling back, she looks back up at the ceiling and bites her lip, hoping to not give away too much.
It takes a moment of squinting into the darkness for her to realise. Kie sits up slightly and turns back to JJ with a scrunched up face.
‘Is the power out?’
JJ’s eyes dart around the room, an eyebrow raised. ‘Yeah. I guess.’
‘Didn’t even notice,’ she muses as she shuffles to the side of the bed and reaches down into the dark to find her shirt and tugging it on.
‘Bit distracted, were you?’
She doesn’t need to look at JJ to know he’s got a shit eating grin plastered on his face. She throws him a quick heatless glare as she stands and heads to her bathroom.
JJ is sprawled out on the bed, still stark naked, when she reemerges.
‘You staying?’ she asks, trying to straighten out the mess of blankets at the foot of the bed.
‘You kicking me out into a hurricane?’ He still doesn’t move, answering her question that she really already knew the answer too.
Pulling the blankets up with her, Kie settles into the bed beside him, covering them both. ‘Just asking.’
JJ hums in acknowledgment before rolling over onto his front, his arm comes up to wrap around her and he snuggles in slightly, not needing long before his breaths even out. With the warmth of his skin against hers it doesn’t take long for Kie to follow.