Sensory Pleasure
Part 30 - Beauty on the Fire
Karen H.

Sitting at the foot of my bed I glance from the bathroom door to the clock and back to the bathroom door. Just how long is Audrey going to be in there for?

I know she has a date with Pacey and I know she was supposed to leave for it ten minutes ago, which makes me wonder why she hasn’t left yet.

Standing I start to pace in front of the window. I need to come up with some sort of cover story, after all, she thinks that ‘Darren’ is coming over, and she’s right he is, but it's Dawson.

He called yesterday to tell me that he was moving out of Grams and onto the boat Pacey is living on, of all places. When Audrey heard that she winked at me and said she knew I wouldn’t mind if Dawson spent the odd night here, sleeping in her bed so she could spend time with Pacey.

I told her it wouldn’t be a problem; it was difficult to keep the smile off of my face on hearing that.

A few hours later Dawson called back to tell me that Audrey was going to be staying at Pacey’s tonight, he asked if I was busy or was I in the mood for a date. Unknown to me, Audrey had heard the end of the conversation and got enough information to know I was making a date and joked that she wasn’t leaving here until she’d met Darren.

But I guess she wasn’t joking because she’s taking her sweet time and Dawson is due here any minute. I’ve tried calling his cell but it’s engaged.

Just as I’m about to try his cell one final time someone knocks on the door and I know right away who it’ll be. I also know as soon as Audrey sees Dawson she’ll probably figure it out.

Quickly opening the door I see Dawson standing there and I grab his arm and pull him inside.

“Hey, it’s nice to see you too.” Dawson smiles. “I guess it’s safe to say you missed me.” He leans down to kiss me as he finishes.

Taking a step backwards I say, “Audrey’s in the bathroom.”

“Ohhh, isn’t she supposed to be…”

I nod my head. “Fifteen minutes ago, but she overheard me talking to you yesterday and told me she was not leaving here until she’d met, well, you and if we don’t think of something quick she’s going to know when she comes out that there is no Darren and…”

“Who’s Darren?” He asks confused.

“It’s your codename.”

“Got it.” He replies and it’s only now that I see the single white rose he has in his hand.

“Is that for me?” I ask just as I hear Audrey unlock the bathroom door; open it as she enters the room I move towards Dawson and put my arms around him.

“Hey, I thought I heard voices…Dawson, what are you doing here?” She asks and I can only imagine the look on both of their faces, probably both confused. “What’s going on?” She asks after a moment of neither of us saying anything and I sniffle.

“Why did he do it?” I say against Dawson’s chest. “Why’d he dump me?”

“I – I don’t know Jo.” He replies playing along.

“Someone want to tell me what I missed.” Audrey says with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

“Ah, Darren ended things with Joey.” Dawson begins. “He only called a little while ago and Joey called me to come over so she wouldn’t be alone…”

“Aw bunny, you should have told me. I’ll just call Pacey and cancel…”

“No, that’s okay.” I reply. Still facing Dawson I whisper “convince her,” before breaking away and moving towards the toilet. “I think I’m going to be sick.”

Closing the door behind me I hear Audrey call, “Are you alright?” But I don’t reply.

Instead I wait in here for a few minutes hoping that Dawson can somehow get rid of her. Why did this have to get so complicated? It was supposed to be easy. And I guess in the beginning it was kind of easy, when only Dawson and I knew what was happening, what was going on. But ever since Jack sort of caught us, it’s been harder.

“Joey?” Audrey calls through the door. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” I call as my eyes water and I open the door.

She throws her arms around me and pats my back. “I knew he sounded too good to be true when you told me about him. But we all know he’s made a huge mistake and he’ll regret that soon enough. If you want me to go pound his ass for you, I will.”

“Thanks Audrey.” I laugh.

Letting me go so she can look at me. “Now Dawson says that I should still go to Pacey’s, but if you want me to stay I will.”

“I don’t want to ruin your night.”

“You wouldn’t be.” Audrey insists as Dawson stands behind her and sticks his tongue out at me.

“Liar!” I reply. “But Dawson’s here and he can keep me company…”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I guess I will go. But if you need to talk and Dawson isn’t cutting it for you, just call.” She says hugging me again.

“Thanks Audrey.” I say as she grabs her coat.

Dawson opens the door for her and she whispers something in his ear and he smiles before closing and locking the door behind her.

“I guess our cover was almost blown…” I say walking towards him.

“Yeah, it’s a good job you thought fast.”

“Indeed it is.” I reply as I take his hands in mine. “Why’d you dump me?”

“Crazy mistake.” Dawson replies as I wrap an arm around him. “Will you forgive me?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“You know, you should think of becoming an actress…”

“Well I have stared in a few movies…”

“Really?” Dawson asks, grinning. “What kind of movies?”

I playfully swat his shoulder. “Not those kind of movies.”

“Are you sure?”

“If I did they’re only in your mind.”

“You better believe it.”

Tracing the outlined of his jaw I ask, “Are we going to stand here all night making small talk or are you going to kiss me?”

He lowers his head to mine and brushes his lips gently against my own while wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me a little.

While still holding me, Dawson takes a few steps back and places me on the floor beside my bed, our lips still moving together. He breaks the kiss and takes hold of one of my hands.

“My first act as your date – well after lying to your roommate, was to…” He trailed off as he picked up the rose he had been carrying earlier.

“Thank you.” I reply taking it from him, kissing him quickly. “And your second act?”

Dawson cocked an eyebrow. “Isn’t that the part where we go at it like porn stars?”

“It’s not like we need a motel room, is it?” I grinned wrapping my arms around him again. “But…I thought you were gonna bring a movie.”

“So original.” Dawson rolled his eyes at me. “Why is it always me that has to bring the movie?”

Shrugging my shoulders I trail a hand down his chest. “It’s what you do.”

“Let’s say I had brought a movie,” he began as he brushed a stand of hair off of my face. “Would we even get to the point of watching it?”

I pondered the question for a moment. “Maybe.”

“Maybe?” He asks and I lightly nod my head. “Well then, it’s a good job I did bring something.”

“I knew it!” I tell him as he picks his backpack up from my bed and I look at him quizzically. “Did you have that earlier?”

Dawson chuckles lightly. “Yeah, but you were too preoccupied with trying to get rid of Audrey.”

“What did you bring?”

Opening the backpack her replies, “A classic.”

“You brought ET, didn’t you?” I say knowingly.

“What makes you say that?”

I shrug my shoulders and roll my eyes. “Wild guess.”

“Although ET is a classic, it is not what I brought.”

Laughing I put my hand out so he can show me what he brought. “I thought ET was the only classic?”

“Oh, I guess we won’t bother with a movie at all if I am going to be mocked…” Dawson trails off as he drops the video back in his backpack.

“No, no, no.” I begin as I grab the backpack. “I want to see what you brought.” I inform him, extracting the case. “Casablanca?”

Dawson lightly shrugs his shoulders. “I’m not so predictable after…” He trails off as I pull another video out of the backpack. “All.”

Laughing now at the ET cover in my hand, I manage to say. “I knew it!”

“Open it.” He instructs me and as I do the smile on my face falters. “That’s ‘Love Story’. I guess I’m not as predictable as you thought.”

“I don’t know Dawson, I’m wondering if ET is in there.”

“Well it’s not.”

Suddenly I recall a time from before when I thought he was predictable and he surprised me, well almost, with a romantic meal…albeit with his dad and girlfriend.

Stepping forward I kiss him gently on the lips, cupping his cheek as the videos fall to the floor.

“You’re not as predictable as you used to be.” I tell him as I caress his cheek. “There are a lot of things I wouldn’t have expected of you.”

“Like?”

“Like giving up your dream college or having sex in a bathroom.” I say kissing him softly once more. “Some things you just never imagined happening, like me and whipped cream bikinis.”

“Only in my wildest dreams.”

Shocked I ask, “Really?”

Nodding. “Oh yeah.”

I feel myself blushing slightly. He’s seen me all sorts of naked, yet just thinking that he has thought of me like that makes me blush.

Ten minutes later, the movie is more or less forgotten as we fall into talking while lying on Joey's bed. She’s gone from lying with her back against me to laying on her tummy facing me, leaning on her elbow and I lie on my side.

“So, there really hadn’t been much thinking behind it?” Joey asks me.

I had never told her at any point after all of this started that things hadn’t really been going great with Jen. I guess we were just going through the motions, neither of us being able to tell the other it wasn’t working.

Shacking my head I reply, “No. Things just seemed to change overnight yet I can’t say what it was that changed things.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“At which point was I supposed to tell you?” I ask. “When your tongue was in my mouth? Before we’d even discussed what any of this meant?”

“How about when you stopped by and told me you didn’t want this to ruin our friendship?”

“Those were actually your words.” I run my fingers through my hair. “I almost told you then that I wanted more, but I hesitated for a slight moment because you hadn’t shown you wanted anything else.”

“You know if we’d both thought of it we’d have realised that when something happens once it’s an accident and when it happens more than once it’s not.” She laughs lightly. “We had sex more than once that first night.” Joey pauses for a moment. “Why do you think I wanted to talk first? It was so I could get through the big speech I’d worked out in my head and I knew that if I didn’t say it all quick I would just say what I really felt.”

“I guess we were both silly for thinking it was just friendship.”

Joey nods her head in agreement. “So how long should we keep this quiet for? A few weeks, months…”

“Until we’re ready to tell people, I guess.”

“You know that Pacey and Audrey dating is good for us right?” She asks with a grin on her face. “They feel like they’re putting us out.”

“Tell me about it. Pacey was so apologetic and grateful. If only they knew.” I laugh before turning serious. “But I still can’t shake feeling guilty for not being totally honest with Jen; I know it was dead but...”

Joey puts a finger to my lips to silence me. “It wasn’t totally your fault. I suppose deep down you both already knew.”

“I suppose.” “Otherwise nothing would have happened with us and I don’t like the sound of that.” She says as I begin to stroke her wrist with my thumb.

“Me either.” I smile.

There’s a brief moment of silent contemplation before I take her hand in mine. Bringing it to my lips, I kiss her knuckles and then her palm before she turns her body to face mine.

“It’s always been you Jo.” I tell her as she cups my cheek.

“I know.” She says tracing the outline of my lips with her thumb. “I guess I always knew that too.”

Smiling, she snuggles closer to me and I wrap an arm around her waist before crushing her lips with my own in a sweet loving kiss. A she still caresses my cheek with her hand I trail one of mine down her back while clasping the fingers of me free hand in hers.

The kiss is broken and she smiles up at me. “This isn’t much of a first date you know. A girl likes to be swept off of her feet, ya know?”

“Really?” I ask kissing her quickly. “Are all girls like that?”

“Just the important ones.”

“I see.” I say before stealing another quick kiss. “And do guys like it when the girl they’re dating kicks them out into the hall after she’s made him all hot and bothered for her?”

“I was kind of hoping you would, I don’t know, forget all about that!”

“Did you really expect me to?”

“No.” She rolls her eyes. “I guess we could call it even.”

“Wouldn’t that be letting you off too easy?”

“I don’t think so.” She replies quickly and laughs at the face I’ve pulled. “Okay, maybe from your point of view it would.”

“You could even say it’s enough reason for you to be in the dog house.”

She ponders that for a moment, tracing my jaw line. “I guess I could make it up to you…” She begins. “What if I were to take you out for our first date?”

“Keep talking.”

“We could go for a picnic, I would cook something…”

“Where are you going to get to cook?”

“I forgot to mention that we’d be in Capeside for the weekend.” She sings the last part. “We could go back on Friday.”

Smiling at her I kiss her nose. “I suppose that’ll do...for now.”

“Just shut up and kiss me!” She instructs.

I oblige, moving my lips against hers as she winds her arms around my neck and I move mine behind her back, pulling her close. As we continue to kiss she pulls me closer and moves onto her back, pulling me on top and pretty soon things start to heat up. She moves one hand down my back and pinches my ass, while I move one of my hands down her waist, caressing her thigh.

Burying my head in the crock of her neck, I kiss her neck; contemplating giving her a hickey but that would probably lead to Audrey asking questions.

Joey pulls my T-shirt out of my jeans and mumbles something while pulling the t-shirt higher until I kneel up and pull it over my head.

She sits up and scoots closer, her lips finding mine once more in a heated kiss as her hands roam my upper body and I yank up her tank top, momentarily breaking the kiss in order to remove it. As we kiss again she moves into my lap and I cup her breasts through the flimsy material of her bra as she traces the outline of my nipple.

Grinding her hips against mine she breaks the kiss and lets go of me for a moment in order to remove her bra.

Taking my hand she opens her mouth a sucks on one of my fingers, her eyes locked on mine as she grinds her hips against the bulge in my jeans and she bits her lip.

Removing my finger from her mouth she moves my hand so that it trails down to one of her breasts before circling the already pert nipple.

She still amazes me.

Kissing again I lower her to the bed, before kissing a trail down her body and gently sucking and blowing on her other nipple causing her to arch her back off of the bed, brushing against the confines of my jeans.

Her hands move to my hair and she whispers my name over and over. I love how it sounds when she’s like this, love how I have this affect on her. That it drives her wild.

While still paying attention to her breasts I move my hands to her jeans and start to undo them and she raises her hips in order for me to take them off. Once they’re discarded of she sits up again, crawling into my lap and grinding her hips against mine again as a moan escapes from her lips.

Sweet torture.

Placing my hands on her breasts she kisses me again before whispering in my ear. “Take yours off.”

“Okay.” I tell her against her lips and she extracts herself from my lap and I stand.

Joey unzips my jeans and undoes the button, pushing them down along with my boxer shorts while laying butterfly kisses on my stomach. While running a finger over the tip of my cock she pats the bed beside her and I sit. Once more, she crawls into my lap, grinding her hips against mine, both of us letting out a moan and she gently bites on my ear.

Her lips find mine again as I lower her onto the bed, her hands on my shoulders. I cup her breast as my erection presses against the fabric of her thong, both of us moaning into each others mouths. I move my hand lower, caressing her ass before placing it at the back of her leg and pulling her leg slightly off of the bed.

Breaking the kiss she gasps, “Take it off.”

I don’t oblige right away, instead rocking into her.

“Dawson…” She pleads as her hand stills mine.

Kissing down her body, I lower the garment as she lifts her hips, my kisses falling on her breasts, her tummy and her outer thigh. Throwing the thing on the floor I look at her naked body for a moment, seeing her flushed face before kissing back up her body. The ankle of one leg, the knee of the other, her inner thing and finally her lips.

She threads her arms around my neck again and gasps into my mouth as I enter her and a few moments later she bucks her hips against mine. Our movements are slow at first, the kisses passionate until I feel I just want to look at her as the pressure continues to build for her.

Joey’s digging her heels into the bed while arching her back as moans keep escaping from her lips. She reaches for my hand and clasps her fingers in mine as her breathing becomes more erratic.

“Joey…” I moan as I feel myself about ready to give in to this feeling, still moving with and against her.

She raises her free hand to caress my cheek and raises he head off the bed and I lower mine to hers. Our lips meeting again for a sweet lingering kiss as our bodies continue to glide against each other and I feel the onset of Joey’s orgasm wrack her body and my name falls from her lips repeatedly as she moves her hips against mine again.

A few moments and thrusts later and I follow her over that blissful edge before collapsing on top of her and kissing her forehead.

Moving off of her, I place an arm over her stomach as we both come down again and I can’t help but think about how everything has changed between us.

Two weeks ago we were wearing our ‘friends’ hats and now we’re like this. It’s amazing how everything changed and one day I’ll have to thank Oliver for initiating all of this…we both will.