when the lights go down
Part 2 - don't let go
Karen H.

It’s a few hours later and Audrey has made numerous attempts to get everyone to leave so that Dawson and Joey can have some time alone. She tried getting everyone to go out dancing, she told Pacey she didn't want to stay at her dorm, that she wanted to have her wicked way with him and that clearly wasn't gonna happen at the dorm, that got her some interest from him but still wasn't enough to make them leave early. It wasn't until Jack's cell phone rang, that Dawson and Joey were any closer to getting some privacy.

"Hello?" Jack said into his cell phone, after not recognizing the number.

"Come on Pacey." Audrey insists. "Let's go now!"

Before Pacey can reply Jack leaps off of the bed and does a little dance. "Yes!! You are not going to regret this, I guarantee you." He informs the person on the other end of the phone line before hanging up. He glances at everyone before calmly sitting down with a smirk on his face.

Everyone wait in silence for him to explain who was on the phone and why he was so happy. But it doesn't come.

"Well?" Pacey asks.

"Well what?" Jack asks back, trying unsuccessfully to look innocent.

"We're just wondering who that was on the phone." Dawson throws back at him.

"Oh! That!!"

"Yeah, that!"

"Oh,..that was just my, no." He looks at Pacey. "Our new roomie on the phone."

"We got it?"

"Yep!"

Pacey jumps off of the bed and starts dancing. "Oh yeah!"

"Geez, anyone would think you guys had just won the lottery!"

"My dear Joey, you did not see this apartment!" Jack tells her.

"Or its current occupant." Audrey mumbles. Dawson and Joey hear what she says and they share an inquiring glance.

"I want to see this apartment!" Jen says pouting. "You're abandoning me, I demand to see it."

"What'd she say Jack?" Pacey asked his new roommate with a cat has got the cream grin.

"Oh, just that we could stop by Hells Kitchen and get a set of keys so we can move in tomorrow."

"I wanna see Jack."

"We could go now." Pacey smiled. "See if she'll allow us to show Jen the place while we're there."

"I call shotgun!" Jen yells, making a beeline for the door with Jack following closely.

"You guys coming?" Pacey asks Dawson and Joey.

"I have to get back to the hotel and get some shut eye. Early flight tomorrow."

"Okay man, take care!" He turns to Joey. "Joey?"

"Nah, I'm sure I'll see it once you guys move in, but I want to tidy this place before bed."

"Okay." He says as he takes Audrey's hand. "Shall we?"

"I guess." Audrey replies not as enthusiastic as her previous attempts to get him out of the dorm.

Joey follows them to the door and watches them start to leave. "Audrey?"

"Yeah?" She replies turning, her hand still in Pacey's.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Sure.” She turns to Pacey. "I'll be down in a minute."

"Are you okay?" Joey asks once Pacey is out of earshot, the concern evident in her voice.

"I'm fine." She sees Joey's look of concern. "Really I'm ok, we're just…we had a great summer and now I sense that things are gonna be changing and...You know what, it's cool. We're cool and I'm just a little bummed the summer ended, that's all."

"You'd tell me if something were wrong?"

"Yep. Now go in there and enjoy the rest of your birthday. Tell Dawson I said bye."

"I will."

"Oh and you might want to fix the clock, it's a little fast."

They hug quickly and Joey watches her leaving.

"Will you get your ass in that room already?" Audrey calls from down the hall, knowing Joey is watching without even glancing back.

Joey finds she's able to laugh and enters the dorm room again.

She finds Dawson standing holding the globe, and has a sudden wave of déjà vu. He shakes it before putting it down, as he does so, he sees her standing leaning against the door.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Yeah!"

"How's Audrey?"

She's overcome with a sudden wave of love for him. "She says things are fine, and it's just with summer ending and it was a great summer."

"But?"

"I never said 'but'!"

"I know, but there was one coming."

She rolls her eyes. "But." He chuckles. "I had this feeling that something wasn't as it should be with them. Her comment about Emma...I don't know, maybe it is nothing." she trails off.

"Doesn't make you worry about her any less?"

"Right." She says smiling, loving how he can read her, how he knows her.

"So." She says moving away from the door.

"So." He laughs. "I guess we should clean up."

"Yeah." She agrees, surveying the scene. The room isn't really that messy, in fact it was a relatively tidy little soiree. But she doesn't make a move to do anything as Dawson starts to straighten up her bed.

She's unable to move right away, too busy watching him. The way he looks focused on what he does, how the t-shirt hugs his skin, the way his jeans... She shakes her head, tells herself to focus on the task at hand…for now.

He moves to walk passed her and something primal kicks in for her. "Dawson?" She says reaching for his hand. "Thank you."

He knows what she's thankful for and he's thankful for it too, doesn't pretend he doesn't know. This is the first time in years they've managed to have some alone time, just the two of them, on either of their birthdays.

"It was nothing." He replies.

"I know, but that doesn't mean it's not nice to hear."

And before he can reply she leans up and kisses him, needing to seek more contact than merely holding his hand. Pressing her body to his, loving the feel of his hard body against her own. Only now the feeling is different since she's seen that sheen of his sweaty body as he reached that peak. They've finally shared their most intimate parts with each other.

Just as he's about to tumble into the kiss she drops his hand, stops kissing him and moves to the nearby table to gather a few soda cans, which she takes to the bathroom to empty their contents.

Is this really going to happen again? Are we gonna have sex? She can't stop that one continuous thought playing over and over in her mind.

Sure, they'd said they loved each other a few months ago but a lot could change in a few months. She knew that only too well. Subconsciously she fixed her hair, tucking some behind her ear.

Why can't I get being with him out of my head? She knew it was pointless to even question, considering the fact she'd always known she wanted him on some level.

Picking up the cans she made her way into the room again on her way to deposit them in the trash when he caught her unaware.

See how she likes it, he thought as he held her wrists by her sides and brought his lips to hers. He'd intended for the kiss to be ever so brief, to leave her wanting more, but sometimes they found it extremely difficult to restrain themselves these days. He let his lips linger on hers a moment longer before stepping away from her, a slight grin on his face. Two could play her game.

She now saw this as a challenge, to see who'd break first. She quickly crouched down to pick up the can she'd dropped.

He was watching her, she could feel it, sensed he knew of her challenge. And she knew fine well he was already planning a counter attack.

As she took the dress she'd been given from its box and moved to hang it in the closet, she tried to make him think she never knew how close he was to her, as he collected up wrapping paper. Joey dropped the dress back into the box and said his name.

He turned to look at her, caught unaware by the hint of tears in her eyes as she bit her lip.

"Jo?" He asked questioningly, wondering if she was okay.

Suddenly her lips are on his, hungry! And as she urged him to part his lips, to allow her tongue entry, he felt the gentle tug as she unfastened his belt.

Oh, how he just wanted to give in, stop the game and concede. But this way was certainly different and fun.

Then she was no longer kissing him and he opened his eyes to see her standing hanging that sexy black dress in the closet. She'll cave! He was sure of it.

He threw the wrapping paper in the trash can, eyeing her out of the corner of his eye; saw the smug look on her face. Won't be there for long!

As she turned away from the closet she was caught completely off guard when he was right there in front of her.

"Daws-" She'd started but the rest of the word was smothered by his kiss.

She forgot where she was. Forgot about the little game as she parted her lips, felt his tongue dancing against her own. His hands wandered from her hips to the bottom of her shirt and she sighed waiting to see if he'd take it off or if he was just gonna tease her with it.

He gently sucked on her bottom lip as he lifted the material away from her stomach to stroke it.

She was at a loss for what to do as she fought to keep control of herself, to not wrap her arms around him. Not pull him closer, refusing to let him win. He broke the kiss momentarily so as to help her remove her shirt.

He was coming incredibly close to breaking her resolve, especially when he cupped her breasts over her bra. She moaned into his mouth and was about to wrap her arms around him when his lips left hers. Joey's eyes flew open and were met with his satisfied grin before he turned to move away.

Without thinking she grasps his wrist and stops him from moving away and he just looks down at her hand and then back to her. "Something I can help you with?" He asks suppressing a chuckle.

"Maybe!" She replies biting her lip as he turns his body towards her.

"Maybe?" He enquires

Do I really need to illustrate how you can help Dawson? She wants to ask him. Geez!!

She places her hands on his shoulders and kisses him quickly before kissing along his jaw line.

"Is that a 'yes' or a 'no' Joey?"

Her only response is to nibble on his throbbing pulse, while she slowly runs one of her hands down his chest. Down to...

"I'm thinking that's a-" His words are lost as she tries to stifle a giggle and he moans.

This is more like it Joey thinks to herself as she feels him unbutton her jeans.

Did I win? The thought briefly swims around his head as his hands are busy with her zipper and she concentrates on extracting his belt.

I think he won, she concedes as she casts her eyes back on his. He did! Look at that grin!

She opens her mouth to comment just as he crushes her lips with his. His hands skim over her stomach, then up to her breasts, which he playfully squeezes before lowering the straps and kissing where they once lay.

Maybe we're both winners!

She helps him remove his t-shirt before their lips meet again. Her arms now around his neck and his around her waist as he pulls her more into him, lifting her slightly and they tumble onto the bed.

They can't get enough of each other, needing to touch each other as much as possible, taste of each other.

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