Jailhouse Rock

[AVERY JUSTICE TATE]

Avery didn’t know why, she had seen him naked a lot – especially recently – but seeing him like this just made him so much more attractive to her. He wasn’t all decked out in his usual gear, he had a swollen lip and he looked a little vulnerable standing there completely naked In her bedroom. Not that she liked the fact that he got in a fight last night, or that she had to pick him up from jail this morning, but she liked the idea that he needed her. Even if it was just to come pick him up, give him a shower and an excuse not to get slapped by his momma. He still needed her in away and that made her feel that strange fluttering feeling in the pit of her stomach. She willed the feeling away and laughed a little at Trey as he covered his nipples from her view. Shaking her head at him, she tried to ignore him as he turned away from her to get dressed. Biting down on her bottom lip, she couldn’t stop her brown gaze from slipping down to check out his ass which was almost at eye level with her. She had the urge to smack it, but she refrained, at least for now.

Snickering at Trey when he stated that he liked to air dry, Avery rolled her eyes at him playfully. The shift in the weight on the bed let her know that he had finally joined her. A small smile placed itself on her face as he got situated; opening her eyes she looked at him as he propped up next to her and got comfortable. His arm snaked around her waist and it felt at home there, she moved her body a little closer, resting her head on her favorite pillow. No need to thank me, that’s what friends are for, right? She questioned, brushing her fingers down the side of his arm, a small smile slipping over her lips again at the feel of his lips on her cheek. Avery pressed her body a little closer to Trey’s and looked up at him, enjoying the feeling of his warm body next to her. It felt nice just laying here and having that strong warm body next to her, it was something she wasn’t used to, but she couldn’t help but like it.

Watching him for a minute as he looked down at her, she shifted slightly. He was staring at her and Avery wasn’t really sure why. Instinctively she brushed her small hand over her face wondering if she had something there, but she didn’t feel anything and Trey wasn’t showing any sign of amusement like she had anything there. He was just staring at her, intently like he was trying to find something on her face… or something. She wasn’t really sure what was going on and when he spoke up, she felt her breath catch in her throat. Blinking for a second, she shook her head wondering if she heard him right. Trey Harris had just given her a straight up compliment; there was no teasing, no smirking or anything of the sort. It was just honest and to the point. Biting down on her bottom lip, she felt the blush rise to her cheeks and she did her best to fend it off, but with no luck. She shook her head slightly, and pushed his shoulder playfully, You’re crazy, stop messing around with me… She played it off, trying to gain her composure back. She was trying her best to play it cool and act like what he said hadn’t just made her all weak in the knees and fluttery-stoamched. It was a hard battle, and she didn’t think she won, but she didn’t care. Her emotions were starting to get the best of her and he kept saying stuff like that, she didn’t know how much longer she was going to be able to keep her feelings under-wrap.

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[TRAVON MALCOLM HARRIS]

Usually they did what they liked to do and then he was out. Usually they were pretty drunk in these situations. The was honestly the first time that they were doing anything remotely close to cuddling. Trey had never been one for snuggles and cuddles. That’s part of the reason why he never took his pants off. They were much easier to pull up. It sound kind of messed up, but it was true. Even if he was drunk and ready to pass out, he’d get up and get out of there. There was a reason he was the way he was. He had a troubled past. And even though he and his mom were really close now, that hadn’t always been the case. He just didn’t trust too many women. But despite all the crap that he had put Avery through, she stuck around. This meant a lot to him. Even though he was still young and looking to have some fun, he knew a good woman when he saw one. That’s why part of him wanted to keep her to himself, even though he wanted to run around like a stray dog in heat.

”I’M NOT PLAYIN!”

Poking her in the cheek, he could see that he made her blush and then the cocky smirk came back. Leaning forward and kissing her rosy cheek, he had shrugged off her little shove without a problem. Rolling so that he was on his stomach, he propped himself up on both elbows now as the lower half of his body hung off the bed. Licking his lips, he looked down at her and made eye contact.

”You’re really cute when you blush like that. I never mistook you for the shy type. I’m kind of surprised.”

Biting his lower lip, he let out a little chuckle. He could honestly say that this was the first time that he had ever seen her blush like this. It really was cute. He always knew Avery had it going on, but today things were different. It was as if he were seeing her for the first time. Maybe he was still drunk? Nah…that wasn’t it. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but things were just different today. Though he didn’t mind it at all. He chose to just go with it.

WORDS: 389 | TAG: Jude as Avery | NOTES: Sorry it took so long.

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[AVERY JUSTICE TATE]

Avery was really starting to wish that she could control... whatever it was that was going on the fritz inside of her. Her heart was beating a million miles a second and her body felt like it was shaking, though it wasn't really. And her cheeks were hurting from blushing and trying to get herself to stop. The fact that they were laying in bed together, in a close proximity with their clothes on - this was new for them. Really new. Trey usually didn't stick around long enough for them to actually lay int he same bed together, let alone with their clothes on. Usually they'd be doing what they do and then they'd be done with it. That was okay with Avery, at least it had been - it had been enough until she started to get these weird feelings anytime he came around her. The fluttering in the stomach, the blush on her cheeks when he complimented her - it was all new to her. Though, she was more than certain nothing more would ever come of the relationship that they did have - if you could even call it that. She rolled her eyes at his statement and shook her head, Yes, you're playin'... so you best stop before you get in over your head.

Laughing softly as he poked her cheek, she brushed his hand away and tried to hide her face a bit. She hated that he made her feel like this and she wished that things would just go back to normal. Why couldn't things just stay the same and not change? Who liked change? Not her, or at least, not always. Especially when change made her feel all weird inside. She hated that. She hated that odd feeling she got when he touched her or looked at her like ... the way he was looking at her now. Watching him carefully as he rolled on to his stomach, Avery tilted her head to the side and bit down on her bottom lip. Their eyes met and she felt that fluttering in her stomach again. Cursing at herself, she tried to force herself to look away, but she couldn't.

I... well... oh, hush you. Flustered again, Avery pulled a pillow over her head and shook it. She couldn't believe the way he was making her feel right now. Chewing on her bottom lip, she removed the pillow from her face, running a hand through her hair and putting it all back in to place. Grumbling under her breath, she gave him another shove and shook her head. Stop it... She muttered. She really wished that the fluttering in her stomach would stop, but it wasn't and she was fairly certain that it wasn't going to go away as long as he was here in her bed. You need to sleep or something... close your eyes and hush. She lifted a hand to his face and covered his eyes so that he couldn't see. It was childish, but she didn't care. She was feeling a bit vulnerable and she didn't like that feeling - especially around him.

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[TRAVON MALCOLM HARRIS]

”Pssh.”

He was enjoying this. Rolling his eyes and looking away as she insisted he was playing, he couldn’t really blame her for not believing him. To anyone outside of the two of them, they would have no idea how these two were even “together” or whatever they were. She was definitely too good for him some would say. Trey’s reputation proceeded himself. He was definitely known as the player type. Girls thought that they had him, but he was only out for the physical. This situation was different. He didn’t want to hurt Avery, where as before, he could care less about how those chicks felt. There was something different about her.

”Stop what? Is that what you really want?”

Climbing back onto the bed, he would scoot closer to her, dodging the hand the covered his face. Trey was getting a little aggressive now. Taking her by her wrists he would pin her hands down next to her head as he swung a leg over her. Straddling her stomach, he looked down at her as smiled. Even from this angle she was beautiful. He couldn’t stop staring at her. Leaning in, he put his nose to her cheek.

”You can’t tell me what to do. Now apologize!”

Her scent was driving him wild. Even though on the surface he was joking around, something within him wanted to tear off all her clothes and give it to her real rough. He was exhausted and should probably be sleeping, but he couldn’t shake this feeling. He wanted her so bad. More than anything he had ever wanted in his entire life. Nuzzling into her neck, he would begin to nom at it as though he were eating her alive. And though it was all fun in games, there was no doubt that the baggy shorts were not supply any protection against her feeling what was going on underneath them. After all, there was a small log laying on her abs. She had to feel it. Hopefully she didn’t mind it. In fact, he knew that she didn’t. Though he wasn’t sure how she’d react to it.

WORDS: 356 | TAG: Jude as Avery | NOTES: Sorry it took so long.

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[AVERY JUSTICE TATE]

From what she knew of Trey, she had no reason to believe that what he was saying held any sort of truth to it. Though, like a girl, she could hope that maybe deep down it meant something. From the outside most people thought that they were something of a couple, but they weren’t. Not that Avery wouldn’t want to date anyone; she just hadn’t found anyone that could keep her interested enough. Though, she had a feeling that was all changing. Trey wasn’t like any of the other guys that she’d been with. There was something different about him and there was just so much to figure out about him. He intrigued her and that was more than she could say about most of the guys at their school. Chewing on her bottom lip she shook her head and pressed her lips together, I told you to stop, I don’t say things unless I mean them. Okay, so there may have been a little bit of a fib in there somewhere, but no one needed to know that but her. She usually said exactly what was on her mind, but when she was around Trey, she had a tendency to hold back on what she had to say.

That started not long ago, more or less when she started to realize that she had some sort of actual feelings for him. Once she realized that he wasn’t just some guy that she was screwing around with. He actually meant something to him. Why the hell else would she have rolled out of bed this morning to pick him up at the precinct? If it had just been some random guy she was fooling around with, she really wouldn’t have cared all that much… but she did. She cared, a bit too much and she wasn’t sure what to really do about it. So, she was going to play it off until she could figure it out on her own. Her gaze moved to meet his as he gripped her wrists and then pinned them above her head. Her brown gaze stared up at him as he straddled her, her heart pounding desperately in her chest. She just couldn’t seem to keep that thing under control when he was like this. She sometimes wished he could see exactly what he did to her, though she was glad that he couldn’t. The power he could have over her then would be unimaginable. It was scary really. Apologize? Mmmm… nope. You need your rest… like I said. You should stop before you get in over your head, Trey. She warned him, knowing that wherever this playfulness was heading, wasn’t where he needed to be. The teenager needed to be under the covers and catching up on the sleep he lost.

As he leaned in to her, she could feel her heart thundering even harder. The look in his eyes, the feel of his body over hers… it was such a turn on. It didn’t help that she wanted him, the moment she started to undress him in the bathroom her entire body was on fire and all she wanted to do was to take him right then and there. She had no shame when it came down to it. She knew what she wanted, at least in the physical sense and there was something about that lean body that made every switch inside of her flip on. When his mouth moved to her neck and he started to playfully nom on her neck, she squirmed around slightly underneath him. Oh, Trey… stop, stop, stop… She let out a round of giggles as tried to break free of his hands, but to no avail. Pleaseeeee… She dragged the word out and looked up at him, her entire body on fire from the desire that was riddling through it. Chewing on her bottom lip, se glanced down between them, she could feel his hardening length resting on her stomach and she wasn’t sure if this is where this should be going right now. Trey… you need to rest… She tilted her head up slowly, her words were soft as she spoke and she swallowed down the want that was lurching in her stomach. As much as she wanted this, she knew that it would be best if he just went to sleep. It’d be easier for her to control the feelings that were dwelling inside of her, so that she didn’t say or do anything she would regret in the heat of the moment.

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[TRAVON MALCOLM HARRIS]

”I will. Later.”

Leaning down he would press his lips to hers as his fingers moved from tickling her sides and causing her to giggle to pinning her down putting her in “danger”. Avery’s pink lips were so soft to the touch and he had found himself craving them all day. He didn’t know what flavor or brand of lip gloss she wore, but whatever was usually left behind on his lips simply delicious. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the manufacturer of it, or simply because of how it blended with the taste of her skin. Whatever the case may be, he indulged himself. There was no need to get all crazy with it. After all it was a sensual kiss. He had spent his time heightening her senses and he could feel how warm her body was under him. The look on her face was saying things that contradicted her words. If she really wanted him to stop, she wouldn’t look at him that way. She would move. Instead, she wanted it just as bad if not worse than he did. She could never turn him down for long. She was definitely one of those “No means yes” type of girls. Simply pressing their lips together at first, there was no point in dragging this out any further. He knew he should be sleeping. He knew that he needed rest. It had been a very long night between partying and being booked, but he couldn’t be near her and not have her. Tilting his head, he applied pressure and deepened the kiss, letting out a satisfied “Mmm…” as a little more of her lips gloss would find it’s way into his lips.

Cars were getting more and more powerful these days. Luxury vehicles could now rival classic muscle cars in terms of horse power, but somehow, despite how powerful they were, they still offered an almost silent ride in hopes of keeping with the elegant theme. As a businessman drove through the city listening to some soft rock, he would soon find himself outside of a mansion. As the gates drew back, the sleek and sexy black coupe would roll into the driveway. It’s powerful engine whispered, pushing the car forward and next to similar vehicle. A man would emerge from it, talking away into his Bluetooth headset as he reached back for a briefcase. An Italian suit hung perfectly from his form. He was a well built man that seemed to take good care of himself. He spoke in a stern manner, with a deep voice as he seemed to be speaking business.

Hands would wander over places that he probably should’ve asked permission for first. However, there was an old saying that it’s better to ask forgiveness than to ask permission. Fingertips would brush gently across her skin as they trailed up her abdomen before gripping around her waist gently. Adjusting his body so that he was no longer straddling her, but in between her legs, the kiss would be broken. Deciding her lips needed a rest, as his hips would grind against hers, allowing his little man to knock at her center through their layers of clothing, he would kiss at her neck, her spot. It was something he learned early on and would often times use it to his advantage when he wanted to get her in the mood. Grinding harder, his hand slipped up her shirt and rest on her breast, massaging it lightly as his teeth gently sunk into her neck.

Opening the door, his coat would rest on a nearby chair as he hung up his phone and placed it on the table. Making his way up the steps, he let out a deep breath as he made his way up the stairs. He saw her car so he was pretty sure she was home. Though it was early and she had a tendency to sleep in on weekends. He was never sure what she did, but she seemed like a good kid so he didn’t bother her too much about her habits.

”You still want me to stop?”

A smirk came to his lips he kissed her again. Trey had her where he wanted her. And soon he would have her HOW he wanted her. Today was definitely shaping up to be an amazing day.

WORDS: 727 | TAG: Jude as Avery | NOTES: And we’re back. =3

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[AVERY JUSTICE TATE]

Avery shook her head slightly when Trey spoke up. He was damn stubborn, but for some reason that just added to his appeal – at least for her. She hated admitting to certain things and one of those things was when she started to feel something… something that she knew she wasn’t supposed to be feeling. Her lips moved with his naturally, they just seemed to fit together so fluidly. A small moan escaped her as his hands moved to pin her down to the bed, her body arched up slightly and she couldn’t stop the growing desire inside of her. He definitely had a way of turning her on, even when she was trying her damnedest to fight it. There was this magnetic pull that seemed to bring them together, they had never been in the same vicinity and not hooked up – it was physically impossible for them not to. As much as she wanted to put her foot down and make him rest like he should be doing, the way those perfect lips massaged hers was bringing her to places that she couldn’t deny. There was no need to try and fight it when she knew the inevitable was going to happen.

Once Trey’s hands started to roam over her body, Avery was able to move hers now. She let them slip down his back, gripping at the material of his shirt, as she let out a soft moan in to his mouth. The kiss was sensual and deep and it was different than most of the kisses they had shared which were usually face paced and lust driven – this one was different. Of course, she wasn’t going to read any further in to it; she knew that Trey was trying to get her in the mood and what better way to do that then to heighten what was going on here before having it lead off in to another escapade of theirs. His fingertips glided over her skin and caused goose bumps to form on her flesh as she let out a soft sigh as he moved to rest between her legs and his hips pressed in to her own. It was only a matter of time before there were no clothes restricting the two of them from getting exactly what they both wanted. Her head lulled back slightly as his mouth moved to her neck and she could feel her insides swirling around dangerously as he kissed her neck. That was her button, her trigger of sorts and she couldn’t be held accountable for what happened once that trigger was switched.

Her body arched up in to his to grind her hips in to his, her fingers moved up the shirt that he had put on. She dragged her fingers down his abs and tugged at the basketball shorts that were keeping her away from a part of him that she wanted – that she always wanted and couldn’t seem to get enough of. She was lost in the feeling of his body and his mouth and the million different emotions rupturing throughout her entire body that she was oblivious to anything else – no other sounds, especially those that should be alarming to her. She didn’t care at this point. Without another actual thought, her fingers tugged his shirt up and pulled away long enough to get his shirt off, quickly pulling her own off in the process. Tossing the garments to the side, she smirked up at him, Does this look like I want you to stop? Grinning she pulled Trey’s lips back to meet hers as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his hips closer to her own, a soft moan escaping her as she did so.

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[TRAVON MALCOLM HARRIS]

Making out. It was something that happened every time they saw each other pretty much. Unless it was those awkward situations where there were other people around. Then again, sometimes then it happened anyway. Well…depending on the lighting. And even though she fought it, there was no surprise that here is where they would be. It was almost as if it had taken too long to get to this point. However, as they kissed, he was getting ready to undress her, until she ninja’d him. Before he could even make a move to take her shirt off, he was kneeling there with his butt cheeks in the wind and only a smile on.

But he was cool with that. Leaning in and kissing her neck, his hands began to wander over her skin. Sensually touching her in places below her waist where they probably should’ve have been. Tickling and teasing as he held back the frail fabric that kept her from being in the situation he was in. Pushing her leg out, she would find herself trapped underneath him as lips found lips and their two bodies would be merged together.

Stopping at the door, the man lifted his hand was ready to knock when his phone would go off. Looking at the display, it was a call he had been waiting for. Today wouldn’t be the day that he would get to bond with his daughter after all. Spinning away, his shoes sent him down the hall and back down the steps as he needed his briefcase. Daddy had business to attend to. Speaking of attending to business, the business he would’ve walked in on would definitely not have ended well for anyone involved.

Using ninja moves of his own, he wouldn’t be the only one topless anymore. His hands quickly remedied that situation by pushing her shirt over head and letting it hang over the headboard. Though he did need a security blanket so he wrapped her blankets around his waist, but yeah…other than that…he was pretty much in his birthday suit.

WORDS: 344 | TAG: Jude as Avery | NOTES: Did I go too far? =X

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