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Written By: KarenH Joey’s dorm. – It’s a Tuesday. It had never been like this with him, he’d never made me feel this way before. And within seconds these thoughts are lost to me. Only he could touch me in these ways. Only he could give me what I wanted. Only he knew how.
I’ve lost myself...in his touch...in his kisses...just in his presence. And at this exact moment his hands are not where I want them most. One is on one thigh, touching suggestively...but never going too close to where I want him most. The other is on my left breast, playing...teasing. And his mouth...oh God only he can elicit these noises from me...no one else. His tongue now slowly working its way around my entire right breast. It just seems all too much at the one time for me. My senses are overloaded and I’m on the verge of losing it. Losing something...complete control of my senses. Did I really have control? Have I ever? And just like that he stops the movement of his tongue and his hands simultaneously. His hands moving up to my face, stroking my cheeks as his lips find mine. Our lips caught up in a slow sensuous dance. I part my lips slightly and his tongue lightly brushes against mine.
Suddenly all of my thoughts start to come back. Why hadn’t it been like this before? And then...they are gone again as he slowly starts the descent down my body. He is about to bypass my neck when he stops and slowly suckles on a patch of skin. All the while his hands are wandering south, past my breasts, past my stomach, one resting on each of my thighs. He then starts to stroke the thighs gently on the outside and his head starts to move south. This time instead of working slowly around the left breast he heads straight for the nipple and begins to suckle on it, causing me to take a deep breath and almost lose it. Almost...but I manage to control the urge to take over and get him where I want him the most. Suddenly one of his hands starts to wander from the outer thigh to the inside, but still not too close. and baby you're all that I want
He moves his mouth to the other breast, gently biting at first, then suckling. Before I know it he has removed his hands from me and only his mouth remains. But I never get the chance to protest. Slowly he dips a finger into me, causing me to scream from the surprise and from what he is doing. Then I take a sharp intake of breath, waiting for his next move. What would come next? He removed his finger and I moan, then he puts it back in again. Again I take a sharp intake of breath. And suddenly the tension begins to mount. I know what he wants. I can feel it against my thigh. I move my hand to touch him, but he catches my wrist with his free hand. He let’s me touch him briefly, he let’s me stroke him. I moan breathlessly "I want you". And then he removes my hand and holds it above my head. I've been waitin' for so long
She starts to move the other hand down to touch me when suddenly I withdraw my finger and I catch her wrist. At this withdrawal she gasps and again I let go of her wrist so that she can touch me briefly. I take hold of her hand and start to move it above her head and suddenly I let go.
This allowed her hand to travel downwards again. She lightly runs her hand down part of my thigh and then back up the inside. This time it is my breath that catches in my throat. Joey then moves her hand and starts to stroke my erection. I let this continue for no more than ten seconds and then I catch her wrist and raise it above her head. All the while my tongue still teasing her nipple. Now I hold both her wrists with one of my hands and the other starts to travel back down her body.
She tries to shift her legs slightly, so that my penis is positioned just at her entrance but she is unsuccessful. This doesn’t go unnoticed by me, she’s trying to speed things up again. I stop my wandering hand on the unattended breast and started to run it lightly around the erect nipple. After a minute I start to move my hand down again, lightly tickling her until it stops on her thigh. Another minute goes by with one of my hands holding hers above her head, the other stroking her thigh and my mouth still teasing her breast. Then I move both of my hands to her inner thighs, causing her to hold her breath.
I move my mouth to the other breast and started to push her thighs open slightly, more than they had been and shift my weight. I enter her and she gasps "oh". My head then makes its way back up her body to meet her lips and my hands move to cup her ass, pulling her closer. One of her hands is in my hair urging me to come kiss her while the other cups my ass. As my head is about to emerge from under the blanket I hear the door to the dorm burst open. "Joey have you...oops." exclaims what I can only think of as a surprised Jack. Joey pulls the blanket closer, covering herself but also pulling me closer to her body. I stop moving my head but thrust inside her. This causes her to moan as she says, "Can I help you Jack?" "Sorry. I was looking for Pacey and Dawson. Any ideas?" Says Jack. He sounds embarrassed. I start to suckle on her neck and Joey sounds flushed when she replies, "Mmhm. Pacey don’t know and Dawson Capeside." "Okay, I’ll leave you since you’re a little busy and I’ll throw the lock on the door so you don’t get any more interruptions." Jack calls as he leaves the room. "Mmhm...thanks." Replies Joey and as Jack closes the door and I start to thrust within her again. "Oh that feels..." I withdraw slightly and then enter her again. “...GOOD."
Grams house - an hour later. Someone has just knocked on the door. "Hey Jen could you get the door?" Jack calls as he walks past the door carrying a box. "Sure." Jen replies and then she answers the door. "Hey Pacey, come on in." "Hey yourself, where’s Jack?" "He went upstairs carrying a box." Jen says as she lets Pacey in to the house. "Right I heard that he was looking for me." Pacey explains. "Yeah he wanted you and Dawson to help him with something." "And Dawson is?" "In Capeside." "I’m gonna go see what Jack wants." Pacey says as Jen walks away towards the kitchen. "Okay." Just as Pacey reaches the bottom of the stairs, Jack starts walking down the stairs towards Pacey. "Hey, you made it." Jack says happily. "Yes I got your message." "Which one?" "The one from Joey." "When did you see Joey?" "Ah...about an hour ago." "Oh...how come it took you so long to get here?" "I ah...had to stop off at the boat after...ah work. Jack what’s with the twenty questions?" Pacey asks annoyed. "Just wondered what kept you." Jack replies defensively. "Okay. So what do you want me for?" Pacey says changing the subject. "Need to move boxes from the basement." "Right." Pacey walks towards the basement and Jack walks into the kitchen to talk to Jen. "Did you hear that?" Jack asks Jen. "Hear what?" "It was him, he was with Joey." "You’re kidding!" Jen says surprised. if you love me let me know
Scene: - Civilization. Everyone, except Jen is there celebrating the completion of filming for Dawson and Oliver’s movie. They are sitting at a round dinner table. Joey is between Dawson and Oliver, Pacey is on Oliver’s left and Audrey is beside him. Jack is between Dawson and Audrey. They have finished eating and have been drinking for a while. "Well here’s to another job well done for Dawson with the whole filming thing." Pacey said holding up a glass. "Thanks Pacey, although I really couldn’t have done it without..." "No need to thank me Dawson." Pacey said taking a drink from the glass. "I was actually going to say without Oliver’s script." Dawson replied with a hint of a smile. you let me think that I don’t have a chance (none at all)
"Oh." Said Pacey looking hurt. "But you were very helpful as always Pacey." Laughed Dawson. "Does he always do that?" asked Audrey leaning across the table towards Joey. "What, interrupting people when they are talking or trying to take credit for something that other people have done?" Joey asked. "Both." "He normally only takes credit when his input has been minimal, he never takes credit for anything that he hasn’t actually been involved in and yes he has..." "I can hear you, you know!" Pacey interrupted. "...a habit of interrupting people when they are talking" Audrey just started laughing. "Not that you need confirmation of the last part!" Pacey just glared at Joey. Time lapses:
Audrey, Jack and Dawson are involved in a conversation. As are Pacey, Joey and Oliver.
I wanna give you what you need
I sit trying to concentrate on what Pacey and Oliver are saying but find it difficult when I feel someone rubbing my thigh.
I sit there for a moment thinking that I might be imagining this. On my left Oliver is sitting listening to Pacey ramble on about boats and on my right Dawson and Jack are telling Audrey about their big prank to end all pranks in senior year.
Nope it’s definitely still there, I’m not imagining things. I turn round to listen to the conversation about the high school prank, paying more attention to Dawson and his movements. How can he do that with a straight face. Well he doesn’t have a straight face, he’s laughing at what he’s saying.
He stops rubbing my thigh and starts gesturing with his hand. I decide that two can play at this game and I start to play footsie with him. He stops what he’s doing and looks at me questioningly.
I just smile at him and then look away, I think I’ve made my point.
I stop playing footsie with him and then as he goes back to his conversation and he starts stroking my thigh again.
Why is he doing this? Just because Jen’s not here doesn’t mean . . . well I’m just gonna get even.
I wait for him to stop what he is doing to my thigh and then I move my hand and rest it on his knee. He pauses for a second, looks at me and then goes back to talking.
Once Jack starts with his end of the story I make my move, stroking his inner thigh. I hear his breath catch in his throat, he blushes slightly and then Jack turns to him.
"You okay Dawson?" Jack asks. "Yeah, yeah I’m good." Dawson replies and places his hand over mine. He leans closer to me. "What are you doing?" he whispers. "Wasn’t it obvious." I reply with a sly smile. "Not to me it’s not." He says. "Hey I’m just getting you back." "For what?" "Hey Joey, are you coming?" Audrey interrupts us. "Where?" I ask turning away from Dawson. "To some club that Pacey wants to take us too." "I’m kinda beat, I think that I’ll just head home." "What about you Dawson, you in?" Pacey asks him. "I think that I’m just gonna head too." Dawson replies. Then he turns to me. "Do you want me to walk you home Joey?" "Sure." I say standing up. Joey’s Dorm. As we reach the door to Joey’s dorm room she turns and gives me this funny look as she inserts the key. It seems strange, yet familiar. Like she’s looked at me like this before, but I’m finding it hard to place where and when. She turns back to the door, it unlocks and before she opens it she turns to me again, still with this look. all my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze
"You’re not drunk, are you Joey?" I say walking through the doorway. She shakes her head ‘no’ and I close the door behind us. "Are you..." I was about to ask if she felt sick but can’t because Joey’s tongue is in my mouth and she has me pinned against the door. Yes you heard correct, her tongue is in my mouth and I’m kissing her back. God this feels good, and she must know that I’m turned on with the whole force-full thing by now. I think she can probably feel my penis digging into her. I should be stopping this...I have a girlfriend. I just can’t bring myself to say stop...or anything remotely like it. Her hands slide down my chest and the feeling of Joey’s tongue in my mouth is all too much for me...I can’t stop this...but still... She’s already pushed my jacket off, I think that it’s lying by the door but I don’t care and somehow we’re heading for the bed. Her hands are now on either side of my face and she stops kissing me briefly. "Dawson...touch me." She whispers breathlessly. and I can feel you breathe it washes over me
Have I mentioned how sexy she sounds? I love the way that she says my name...especially now and like this. Did I say that I was going to stop this? Huh, who am I kidding. I start to run my hands down her back. Stopping at the small of her back as I sit on the bed and she sits straddling me. Our mouths meet again but this time I force my tongue into her mouth, tasting her. This is so familiar...so exquisite...so...I think we get the point but I need to ask her something. "What brought this on?" I ask breaking the kiss. "During dinner just now...you were rubbing my leg." She says as she starts to unbutton my shirt. "No I wasn’t." I say as she grinds her hips against mine. And I suddenly realize that now probably isn’t the time to dissect this but still…"I don’t know what you’re talking about Jo." I say as I grab her hands. "You don’t have to..." She starts to say something but then stops as she must see the hint of confusion in my eyes and then "That wasn’t you?" I shake my head. "Oh...I didn’t think that it was you but then...it’s something that you used to do and why are you laughing?" "It just sounds like some cheesy line from a movie." "You’d know!" "But with so much more imagination." She glares at me. "Hey Jo..." "What!" She snaps. "Did you hurt yourself when you fell from heaven?" She covers her face with her hands "I’ll hurt you in a minute!" "Take your hands away from your face!"
She shakes her head no, "I’m just going to stay like this." "Don’t be embarrassed about this." I say trying to reassure her and pull her hands away from her face. "Well I am." Is her reply and she starts to climb off of me. While she is still straddling me and before she has the chance to stand up, I start to sit up. This causes her to lose her balance and she starts to fall backwards. I manage to place my hands on her back and pull her closer to me. and I can feel you breathe it washes over me
"Dawson..." I start to say but he kisses me. This time it is slow and sensuous. His tongue presses against my lips and I open my mouth, allowing his tongue entry. My hands move to is hair. He starts to kiss a trail from my lips to my ear. "Hey Jo, what’s your sign?" He whispers and before I can reply he starts to nibble on my ear. "Dawson...oh." What was I about to say? Nevermind. I move my hands from his hair around to his chest and fumble for the next button on his shirt. He then starts to suckle on part of my neck, and I have absolutely no idea how many buttons I have undone. His hands then travel slowly up my back causing me to shiver, then he starts to lower the straps on my dress as he stops paying attention to my neck and looks at me. "Joey?" "Mmhm" I say as I start to suckle his neck. "Did I tell you how nice you looked in that dress?" "No you didn’t." "Well you look beautiful." He has absolutely no idea how he makes me feel when he says that. Haven’t heard that for a while. The urge is suddenly there to stop with the foreplay and to just strip him naked right now but then...where’s the fun in that? I push against him forcing him to lie back on the bed and I stop suckling his neck.
"It’s about time you complemented me on my dress . . . oh that feels great." I say as he starts to run his fingers over my breasts. I fell my nipples harden instantly and they’re not the only thing that’s hardened. Someone seems to be getting a little excited. I shift myself slightly and grind my hips against his. This causes me to take a sharp intake of breath "Dawson..." At almost the same time he moans "Oh Joey." Everything seems to stop for a second and we just look into each others eyes. Then I move my lips down to meet his and we kiss again. His hands start to circle my breasts and I start to grind my hips against his, and he moans something into my mouth.
Suddenly he flips us over, breaks away from the kiss and smiles down at me. "Time for a little change Jo." Then he starts to kiss me again. My hands are still around his neck while one of his slowly wonders downwards. Stopping at one of my breasts and tracing the outline of an erect nipple. This causes me to moan his name into his mouth. in love, in no belief
As my hand reaches the bottom of her dress just above her knee, I stop kissing her and just look at her. "Damn...you’re beautiful." She blushes slightly and bites her bottom lip. The combination of these is enough to make me just want to rip off her dress. As I move down to kiss her again I grind my hips against hers and start to run my hand lightly against her thigh, under her dress. "Dawson...I..." She says into my mouth. I break away from the kiss. "Joey I want to make love to you." "I...Dawson, I want to make love to you." She says smiling up at me, all her embarrassment from before seems to be gone. The hand that was running against her thigh starts to move upwards, taking her dress with it. Her shocking pink panties are now in full view. I move my hand round to cup her ass and oh...wait a minute.
"Is that a thong?" she nods her head slightly and I think that I might be looking surprised. "You always wear one of these?" She shrugs her shoulders and smiles. "Wouldn’t you like to know!" "Yes, I would like to know." I say as I play with the side of the thong, teasing her with the fact that I’m going to remove it. She grinds her hips up against mine, licks her lips and then replies. "Oh...Sometimes I don’t wear anything Dawson." She says suggestively. Right now I’m conjuring up all sorts of images of Joey, minus her underwear. I think that I’m about ready to burst. Wow...can’t wait for that part. I’ve never fell before
He’s started to suckle my neck again and his fingers are lightly rubbing the skin underneath the waistband, edging lower slowly. This is really getting too much for me and I want him to speed up a little. I reach down for his hand and move it to where it was eventually going to end up. Why isn’t he doing anything? Why has he stopped everything? I thrust my hips upwards against his hand. He lifts his head and looks at me as I wriggle about slightly. Hey if he’s not gonna do this then I’ll just do the movements. Let him be still. "Continue." I say. "Was there something wrong?" "No nothing wrong." "Then what...?" "Just didn’t seem to be going fast enough for me!" "You’d rather I hurried this and had it be over quick?" He asks confused.
"No." "Well just let me do this my way." "Okay." I say as I grind my hips against his fingers. "Just don’t leave me hanging." It’s at this moment that I hear Audrey’s key in the door. afraid to let it all inside
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I think that my ability to reproduce has just been taken away from me, that’s the first thought that goes through my head as I roll around on the floor in pain. I’ve somehow gotten the brunt of Joey’s attempt to hide what was in the process of happening. As soon as she heard the key in the door she pushed me off of her, at the same time trying to get up off of the bed. It was the latter part that attributed to my very erect penis getting kneed by Joey. So now it’s throbbing and not for a good reason. Audrey staggers into the room and where is Joey? I manage to lift my head enough to see her standing by her desk. She’s trying to look innocent but I know different. "Hey Audrey." Joey says. "I thought that you where staying out with everyone else." Audrey pulls back the blanket on her bed. "Nah, they’re all going home. Hey is that Dawson?" "Yes it is." Joey says still playing innocent. "What are you doing down there?" Audrey asks as she climbs into bed. all things fall into place (I like that)
I stand up. "I was planning on going to sleep." "Oh, okay...don’t mind me." She says and her head hits the pillow. "Night Audrey." Joey and I both say at the same time. "Night." Audrey replies. "Oh and you can go back to the horizontal tango now. I’m not falling for the whole sleeping thing." We both look at each other shocked, mouths slightly agape. How could she have known? Will she tell anyone? Suddenly Joey is standing in front of me, tugging at my hand. "Where are we going?" I whisper. "To the bathroom." She whispers back. "Why?" She just turns and looks at me. "Oh…OH!" The picture has just become clear and I might be looking surprised again as she leads me in the direction of the bathroom.
We enter the bathroom and I close and lock the door. I close my eyes and before I turn around I wonder if Dawson has had his moment of clarity. Is he analysing this? I turn around expecting him to be on the other side of the bathroom. But instead he is right in front of me. He leans down and kisses me, one hand caressing my cheek, the other resting on my waist. To me it’s a sweet moment, even if it is happening in a bathroom. we can do anything
I lean back against the door and put my arms around his waist. Just as I’m getting lost in the kiss he pulls away. "Joey, I don’t have anything." He blurts out, his cheeks turning slightly pink. "It’s okay." I say reassuringly as I trace his jaw-line with my right hand. "I’m on the pill." Then I move my hands behind his head and pull his face down to mine and we kiss again. My hands return to his shirt buttons as his move from my waist to the small of my back, pulling me closer. I wanna make you holler
so what you gonna do
I move my hands slightly and start to pull her dress up at the back, scrunching it just above her waist. She finishes unbuttoning my shirt and moves one hand to my shoulder. Then she runs one of her fingers lightly from my navel, up the center of my chest and then she caresses my cheek. A movement that seems so simple, yet to me it feels somewhat erotic. I move my hands down, cupping her ass and lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and as she thrusts her hips against mine she then makes the sexiest sound I have ever heard. A sound that I could never possibly describe properly. It’s like she gasps and says my name at the same time, but the sound comes from the back of her throat. Almost guttural. She thrusts her hips again and again and buries her face in my neck. Then she says something. we can go all night long
"What?" I ask and she lifts her head. "I said, I want to feel you inside me!" she says looking me directly in the eye. I move my lips to hers and kiss her. Then I walk us over to the counter and put her down. She gasps when she feels the cold counter against her skin. As we continue to kiss her hands leave me for a second and then she starts to undo the button and zipper on my trousers. Once she has undone them she reaches underneath the waistband of my boxers and runs her finger over the head of my penis. I wanna make you holler(holler, holler)
I wanna make you holler
"Oh." I moan into her mouth. It would seems that we’re still alive down there. Things were touch and go for a second, after the whole knee incident. But now we’re in full working order. I pull away from the kiss and in one quick motion I start to pull her dress over her head and she lifts her arms. Wow what a sight I have before me. Joey sitting on the bathroom counter wearing a shocking pink strapless bra, matching thong and a pair of heels. And there she goes again, biting her bottom lip. I drop her dress on the floor, she pushes my shirt off and my trousers fall to the floor and I kick them off. Somehow my shoes got lost between the door to Joey’s dorm and here. Now we are both just in our underwear. I place the back of my right hand on the back of her left knee and the other around her back pulling her to the edge of the counter. She parts her legs allowing me to step forward, so that we are hip to hip, the only thing separating us is our underwear. I let out a small moan as does she.
I move the hand on her back up to her face and tilt her chin slightly, then I place a strand of hair behind her ear and then I kiss her. I then move my left hand down to cup her right breast and feel her respond to my touch. Then I move both my hands round her back and unclasp her bra. As her bra falls I then move both of my hands to cup her breasts. She moans something into my mouth and I feel myself straining against the restraint of my boxers. Her hands that where resting on the counter are now on either side of my boxers, lowering them and then I manage to kick them off. I wanna make you holler
My hands move to her hips and as I go to take her thong off she lifts herself slightly off the counter, allowing me to remove the remainder of her clothing. We stop kissing and I start to give Joey our options. "Well there are three options Jo." She raises an eyebrow at me questioningly. "There’s the floor, there’s here or..." And before I manage to finish what I was about to say... "Oh Dawson..." she says as I enter her, after she has lowered herself onto me, wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around me. Then she kisses me. Apparently I’m gonna stand for this and we’ve gone with option three, which involved me standing. The song fades. that’s the way you make me feel
He squeezes on my calf muscles as I feel him enter me and then I just sort of sit on Dawson for a moment, kissing him as I adjust to the feeling of him inside me. Then I start to kiss from his lips to his ear. Then I whisper, "You have no idea how much I want this!" Then as I start to kiss back to his lips he says "I think I do." As we kiss again I start to grind my hips against his. Tightening and loosening my grip on him with my legs. After every few thrusts I manage to pull him closer to me as I tighten my grip with my legs. He’s started to suckle on my neck now and I can really feel the tension mounting, causing me to throw my head back. "Dawson...Dawson...Dawson." I manage to say a few times but other than that everything else seems to be incoherent babbling. He stops suckling my neck and starts to whisper my name over and over again, like I did with his. "Oh Joey...Jo." I couldn’t feel much better
that’s the way you make me feel
I continue to thrust my hips against his and then he lowers me onto the cold counter causing me to scream, "Oh God...Dawson!" I loosen my grip on his body and this allows him to withdraw slightly and then he enters me again lifting me off the counter slightly. Then putting me back down. This continues for a few moments longer and then he moves one of his hands to encircle my left breast. And then I feel myself about to go over the edge. "Dawson, I’m ready." I gasp. "Me too, Joey." He whispers. He thrusts within me a few more times and then we both climax at the exact same moment. Saying the others name. I place one hand on the back of his neck, pull his face down and kiss him slowly as we come down together. Then when we break the kiss we lean our foreheads together, all the while he is still inside me. He leans down and starts laying little butterfly kisses on my shoulder. He goes to withdraw himself and I quickly put my hands on his ass pulling him closer, I’m not quite ready to let this end. "Jo?" "Not yet." He places his hands on the small of my back and strokes it lightly. Dawson starts to suckle on my neck and I move one of my hands to the back of his neck. Then I grind my hips against his. I can feel his penis harden again. He stops suckling my neck and looks at me. the way you make me feel, yeah
"Jo?" "Mmhm" I reply as I start to move my hand back down and caress his ass with both my hands. I grind my hips against his again. He just looks at me questioningly, with one eyebrow raised. I nod my head. I know that this will never happen again, I know that somehow things will be different between us after tonight. But right now I don’t care, I just want to indulge in this one time fantasy. He leans down and lightly kisses me on the lips again and I feel his tongue brush against my lips again. I open my lips and as I feel his tongue brush mine I realise that it still has the ability to send a shiver down my spine when he kisses me like that. That is something that hasn’t gone away with time. As I move my hands back up to his neck, I wrap my legs around him again and he lifts me up off of the counter. And as I grind my hips against his, tightening and loosening my grip on him with my legs, we stop kissing. He then places light kisses from my lips to my ear. Time lapse:
Dawson and Joey are both standing naked kissing, he has his arms wrapped around her waist and she has hers around his neck. They stop kissing and Joey takes her bathrobe off the hock on the back of the door and puts it on. Joey leans down and picks up Dawson’s boxer shorts and helps him put them on. Then she helps him with his trousers. Whilst she is in the process of standing back up she places gentle kisses from his navel up his chest and then she kisses him on the lips as her hands move up his chest and cup his face.
She breaks the kiss and then bends down and picks up his shirt and hands it to him. As he puts the shirt on, she kisses him again and they continue to kiss as they both try to button his shirt. Once his shirt is buttoned they just stand holding each other for a few moments before they walk to the bathroom door and open it.
Part 7 - Bittersweet goodbye As we emerge from the bathroom it hits me that we don’t know what is going to happen next. Joey walks in front of me, holding my hand and we both glance at Audrey’s bed. She’s still there, snoring lightly. Joey stops walking and turns to face me, still holding my hand. Here we are in one of those interesting situations again. To my right we have the door to Joey’s dorm. "I should probably go." I say in a low voice as I bend down and pick up my jacket, still holding her hand. And to my left, is Joey’s bed. She just nods her head. will you keep me warm and hold me tight Which way do I turn, left or right?? I wonder if she senses me questioning myself as she stands there looking at me, biting her lip. "Or I could stay!" This statement causes her to raise an eyebrow, as I drop the jacket and place my hand on the belt of her robe. "Well I have to stay." She says taking a step backwards, towards the bed and I follow her. let the night be long and ease the dawn I untie her robe and she kisses me as my hands move inside her robe. I move myself closer to her body and we fall down on her bed. As we break the kiss the two of us whisper at the same time. "Joey...?" "What about Audrey?" I look away from her to the sleeping Audrey and then back to Joey. "Well I know that most guys would love that kind of offer, but I think that I prefer this as a two person sport Jo." I say with a grin. Then I lean down and whisper in her ear, "we’ll just have to be really quiet." it hurts to see you go Then I kiss her lightly, our lips barely touching and she runs her hands up and down my back. I roll us over so that she is on top of me, all the while I’m still kissing her. I lightly run my hands up her back, drawing imaginary circles every so often, as she starts to run her hands through my hair. Then she breaks the kiss and stands up and I stand too. ah ah ah ah bittersweet goodbye She takes both of my hands steps forward and kisses me on both sides of my mouth. Then she whispers, "it was hardly worthwhile putting your clothes back on." I then kiss her on both sides of her mouth before saying, "but you had such fun dressing me." Then she smiles. Once she has undone the button and zipper on my trousers she crouches down and starts to push my trousers and my boxer shorts down my legs and I start to unbutton my shirt. I step out of the clothing that are now at my ankles and she stands helping me with my shirt. Once the shirt is off she pulls back the covers on her bed and falls onto it, pulling me with her. We start to kiss again and she runs her hands down to my ass cupping me as I enter her "Remember Jo, quiet." I say breaking the kiss and she nods her head while biting her lip. these few few hours hours let the nighttime envelop us take us under bewitching spell bewitching spell I balance myself above her leaning on the bed with my left arm and with my right hand behind her left knee I pull her closer, allowing me more penetrance. She gasps at this and somehow manages to pull the covers up over us. Then she wraps one of her arms around my back and raises her back up of off the bed pulling herself closer to me. She starts to suck on my ear, causing me to moan and then she whispers "Shh. If you waken her up we won’t get to finish this." I quicken my movements and just look at her face and she’s biting her lip and has these big eyes as though maybe she wants to scream but because she doesn’t her eyes might actually pop out. Still clinging to me she whispers "Dawson...Dawson..." And between her whispers I echo her name in her ear, "Jo...Joey..."
Time lapse with various different scenes. here we are in the dead of night won't see you past the morning light Joey lying watching Dawson picking his clothes up off of the floor and places them on a chair. Dawson putting on his boxers and getting an old T-shirt of his from her closet and putting it on. Joey putting her bath robe back on. Dawson crawling back in bed beside Joey and them falling asleep. Then we see Audrey waken up and look at Joey’s bed confused. Another Time Lapse. bittersweet goodbye remember me when you're away oh oh * bittersweet goodbye - kylie minogue * Audrey is nowhere to be seen and Dawson and Joey are standing fully dressed kissing. His hands are on her waist and one of hers is on his shoulder while the other is on his ass. They break the kiss and take a few steps towards the door. They kiss again, a soft lingering kiss, that to each of them seems different as there is now a new sense of familiarity with one another. Dawson then opens the door and he’s gone. Joey turns and walks to the bed, throwing herself down on it with a big smile on her face. Then we see Dawson still outside Joey’s room, leaning against her door. He has one hand on the door handle and the other lightly touches his lips. Then he smiles and walks away. Part 8 - Be with youA few hours later. (Monday). Grams house. "Hey, you’re here?" Jack says entering the house. "Yes I’m here. Why wouldn’t I be here?" I ask Jack confused. "It’s just that I stayed here last night and you never came home." I count the hours but they go so slow I know the sound of your voice can save my soul city lights and streets of gold look out my window to the world below moves so fast but it feels so cold and I’m all alone don’t let me die I’m losing my mind baby just give me a sign "I stayed at the dorm with Joey and Audrey." I reply trying to sound normal, using my best ‘I didn’t sleep with Joey last night’ voice. "Right." He says nodding his head once. "Oh, Jen phoned earlier." "What did she say?" I ask this time trying my ‘I’m not guilty of having sex with Joey three times’ voice. "She couldn’t get you on your cell but to let you know that she should be back tomorrow at three in the afternoon." I just nod my head, too afraid to speak right now. "She said that she’ll see you when she gets home, you don’t have to pick her up from the station." I get up from the table and start to walk towards the stairs as I need time to think, when Jack asks. "Did Audrey get back okay?" "Yeah." I say turning towards him. Meanwhile at the dorm. I just wanna be with you (wanna be with you) and I can’t go on I wanna be with you (wanna be with you) wanna be with you Joey is sitting at her desk when Audrey enters the room. "Hey you." Audrey says closing the door. I turn in my chair, "Hi Audrey. How was class?" "Boring, I should have just stayed in bed." She says as she sits on the foot of her bed. "I saw the strangest thing when I got up this morning." I don’t reply, I don’t know what to say. I can only assume that she is talking about me and Dawson. "Why was Dawson staying here last night? And why wasn’t he sleeping on the sofa?" She asks screwing up her face. Maybe she doesn’t remember. through these tears I try to smile I know the touch of your hand can save my life don’t let me down come to me now I got to be with you somehow "He was kinda beat and I don’t know why he didn’t sleep on the sofa." Oh I hope that she believes me. "Right...I didn’t think that anything was going on but then...you two just looked so cute sleeping together...wait that didn’t sound right. You do know what I mean, don’t you?" "I think I do. Audrey...do you remember anything about last night?" "Which part?" "Any of it?" I ask trying to find out if she really doesn’t know what she almost walked in on. "I remember Pacey trying to take credit for Dawson’s movie being good. No scrap that, for the movie being great. Don’t tell Dawson I said good. I remember their prank in high school and I think that after that everything is blurry. I don’t even know how I got home." She says lying back on her bed. I just wanna be with you (wanna be with you) and I can’t go on "You don’t remember coming home?" "No" Audrey says yawning. "I think that I’m going to get some sleep." "Okay. Do you want me to wake you at any time?" I say turning back to my books, relieved. "If I’m not up by dinner time, wake me." Tuesday. Grams house. don’t let me down come to me now I got to be with you somehow and now that you’re gone who am I without you now (I can’t go on) I just wanna be with you and now that you’re gone I just wanna be with you (wanna be with you) I enter the house to find myself greeted by a very enthusiastic Jen. "Hey you." She says leaning up to kiss me. "Where were you?" "I was doing some more editing for the movie, with Oliver." I reply as we walk hand in hand into the dining room. Why does this feel so strange? Holding Jen’s hand. That probably has something to do with the fact that I can’t stop thinking about her. About Joey. About what we did. "So how’s it coming along?" Jen asks letting go of my hand as she sits down. "It’s getting there slowly. So how was New York?" I ask, trying to focus on what she’s saying. I wonder what she thinks of what happened. I wonder when will be a good time to go see her. To talk about it. Jen’s saying something about her parents but I can’t seem to take it in. I can’t stop thinking about Joey. I can’t help but wonder what it all means. How it changes things. How exactly I want it to change things...I don’t know. I know that it wasn’t just about sex. I know that it was more than that. "It’s just strange, they’re my parents and they don’t even know me. Seriously Dawson, it was like living with strangers this past week. I’m just glad that Grams was there. And I am never ever going back there just because my mother wants to play happy families." wanna be with you (now that you’re gone) I just wanna be with you (and I can’t go on) I wanna be with you just wanna be with you just wanna be with you *be with you - enrique* How can I sit here with my girlfriend and be thinking of someone else? I can’t even think of what to say to Jen. "Thanks for listening Dawson. I’m gonna go get my things ready for class tomorrow and then I’m gonna go to bed." Says a yawning Jen. "Night." I call to her as she starts her ascent up the stairs. Why had things started to get so complicated? When had it all gotten so complicated? That was probably around about the time I went to New Hampshire. Maybe it was even before that. It feels as though there was more to it than just getting caught up in the moment. I have to go see her. We need to talk this through. Find out what we want to happen. Where we want this to take us.
Joey’s dorm. The next day. (Wednesday). There’s a knock at the door and I come out of the bathroom and walk over to the door and open it. I’m surprised to find Dawson standing there. and you caught my eye but I never thought that I'd be touchin' you how was I to know I'd let my feelin's go and that I'd be yours before the night was through "Is Audrey here?" He asks. "No." "Good, because we really need to talk." "I know. Come on in." I say as I walk away from the door. He enters the room and turns to close the door. As he does this I can’t help but look him up and down before he turns back around to face me. I pull out the chair at my desk and sit down, and he looks at my bed, closes his eyes and shakes his head. He then walks over to Audrey’s desk and carries her chair over to my desk. Once he is seated and before he has the chance to start talking I place my hand on his knee "Dawson..." We then both look down at my hand on his leg and I remove my hand. yeah tryin' to make like we don't care we were both reachin' out for somethin' oh - one night love affair pretendin' it ain't there oh - and now we're left with nothin' (nothin’) "I know that you came here to talk and you’ll get your chance but I’d really like to say what I have to say first." "Okay." He sounds relieved. Maybe he didn’t really know what he was going to say. Well I certainly know what I’m going to say, I haven’t thought of much else for the past few days. And if I don’t say my part before he does...who knows what will end up being said. "Dawson ... I don’t know exactly why what happened the other night happened. Maybe we’d had too much to drink, maybe it was related to what I thought was happening at the restaurant...I don’t know. All I do know is that it’s something that I had thought of doing for a long time." Dawson raises an eyebrow, questioningly. "Not recently." I say shaking my head. "When we where in high school." "Right." we go our separate ways If the night was made for love it ain't for keeps but I lose control as I watch you go all my senses say I'm in this much too deep now you're outta reach one night love affair tryin' to make like we don't care we were both reachin' out for somethin' "It’s just that we have this whole funny relationship thing going on, and I don’t mean funny ha, ha. One minute we’re going out and the next we’re not. And then I’m with someone or your with someone, in between all of this there’s supposed to be something happening with us. And then through all of this we’ve somehow managed to stay friends. I really don’t want this to affect our friendship. It’s too important to me. Plus you have a girlfriend. Who just so happens to be a friend of mine. What I’m trying to say is that it shouldn’t have happened, not that I regret it or anything but still...we’re best friends, Dawson. We’ve already had too many things happen to us and we just seem to add more things that can complicate us. But then if anything else is going to complicate this, it might as well be sex right." I state this last part. "Can I say something now?" He asks after I have been silent for a moment. "Please." I say nodding my head. one night love affair pretendin' we don’t care oh - and now we're left with nothin' "First things first. I don’t think that it was just ‘sex’." He says using finger quotes for that last part. "It wasn’t?" I ask confused. "No. And secondly..." I interrupt him. "Back to part one for a second. How was it not just ‘sex’?" He has me stumped with this one, even though I know that to me it wasn’t just sex. " Because it’s us...even though we aren’t involved in that kind of relationship...I’d like to think that it was making love...there was some kind of love there. I can’t think of it as just being about sex Joey, not when it’s with you." "Oh." I mouth as I try to convince myself not to cry, he’s more or less said that he loves me in some way. Which is nice to know. "Continue." He smiles. "And secondly...I can’t explain why it happened either. Maybe we just got caught up in the moment, maybe it’s because deep down we might know that it was eventually going to happen...The only thing that I do know is that I..." He trails off. "What?" one night love affair tryin' to make like we don't care we were both reachin' out for somethin' yeah, yeah one night love affair but sometimes life ain’t fair "I don’t want it to ruin our friendship either. I don’t want this to change anything." I don’t know if it’s just my imagination but I thought that he sounded hesitant about this final part. Does he want this to change things between us? I’m too afraid to ask in case the answer is ‘yes’. We sit for a moment, both of us not knowing what to say. Then we both speak at the same time. "When did..." "So do you..." We just look at each other and laugh. "What were you going to say?" I ask. "So do you think that we can try and do things that we used to do? To prove that we can still have a normal relationship." "Yeah, I think we can." I say smiling, although all I can think about is how difficult it is going to be. "I should probably get going." He says standing up. "What were you going to ask me a moment ago?" yeah, yeah one night, one night one night, one night one night, one night love affair yeah, oh I stand up and decide not to bother asking when Jen and Grams got back from New York. "I don’t remember." I reply. As he opens the door, I walk over to the bathroom and open the door. "I’ll see you later Joey." "Bye...Oh and Dawson?" I say before he closes the door. "What?" "I was right about the long fingers." I start to laugh and before he starts laughing his eyes almost pop out of his head and his face turns crimson. Then he shakes his head at me as he closes the door. yeah it’s just a one night love affair pretending we don’t care *one night love affair - bryan adams* Maybe we can get through this. Maybe I can just torture him with this for a while, remind him of what we did together. As I close the door to the bathroom and walk over to the mirror, I find that I know some things with one hundred percent certainty. I know that I still love him. I know that I was able to lie to him a few minutes ago. And I know that I will never ever be able to enter this room again without thinking of what we did. The scene then changes to Dawson standing leaning against the door to Joey’s room, his eyes are closed and he has a smile on his face.
Friday evening - Joey’s dorm. stopped on a dime, staring into space and clarity comes, and clarity goes but for all these epiphanies I’m still lost...holding the roses at the start of your life, are you given a golden key to personalize, so carefully and slowly you groove it, you make it your own when you find where it fits well you swing it wide follow him home, examine his soul I open the door to find Dawson standing there with his rucksack. "Hey. You going somewhere because you ain’t staying here, just because Audrey has gone home..." "Hey yourself." He says cutting me off. "And why can’t I stay here?" He asks with a straight face as he enters the room. Is he being serious. "Dawson..." He laughs. "I was just on my way to the station. I’m going to visit mum and I thought that maybe you’d want to come with me." "I don’t know Dawson...I should probably stay here and study." Not to mention that it’ll be a little awkward being alone with you. "Come on Jo, you’ve been studying for like forever...take a break. Come see Bessie." He says, pleading with me. "I’m sure that she’d welcome the visit." "I really..." He cuts me off again. "Come on. I’m only going until Tuesday. You could always come back on Sunday to study. Or...you could just stay, depending on how you feel." I forgot he can be quite persistent at times. "It’ll be part of our, ‘this hasn’t changed our relationship’ relationship." He stands in front of me, giving me the petted lip. "Okay you’ve convinced me." hold on, hold on and if your timing comes like you’re a single soul hold on, hold on, hold on He seems very enthusiastic about my reply. "Yes!" He says throwing his arms around me and lifting me up off the ground. I’m tempted to ask him what’s gotten into him. Maybe he’s just trying to prove that we can get past everything. He puts me down and I turn away quickly as I feel the heat start to rise from my neck to my cheeks. "But if I fail any of my exams you’re in trouble." I say trying to hide what I’m feeling. All he did was show that he was happy that I’m going to Capeside with him and I feel ... what do I feel? "Jo, you’re being too dramatic again, they’re not for months yet." Once I have composed myself I turn back to face him. "So when’s the train?" "In an hour." they tell you listen to your heart whatever the hell that means and whisper they may "You expect me to have stuff packed in thirty minutes?" I ask as I open the closet door and start to pull some clothes out of it. "Pretty much." He says sitting on Audrey’s bed. "Wait a minute. Did I hear you right? Did you just say that Audrey was going home?" but they will anyway and it’s you who’ll be living each minute in between and if the moment hums with something deep and low
Outside Dawson’s house. It’s after midnight. "Again not my fault." I say trying not to show Joey that I’m annoyed that she’s blaming me for the fact she has to spend the night at my house. "I want to blame you." This could go on all night because she’ll just be her usual stubborn self. "I’m really sorry that you feel that way, Jo. And you can feel free to continue blaming me but...it’s not my fault." I say as I find my key in my rucksack. She’ll not even admit that she’s partly to blame for us being in this situation. "Yes it is." She says screwing up her face. I turn and look at her, one eyebrow raised. "How?" We might as well get this over with out here. She points at me. "You invited me here." midnight trains...truthful fiction at the heart of things believing in the game "Okay. First of all you could have said ‘no’. And second of all..." She interrupts me. "If I remember correctly Dawson, I did say no. You didn’t like that answer. You practically begged me to come with you." "So maybe that part is my fault. But how was I to know that my watch was slow and that we’d missed the train?" "Still your fault." "Which I already apologized for. And that in your mad dash to pack some stuff you forgot to pick up your keys to the B and B!" This time I point at her. "You didn’t want to wake Bessie up because of the time." stopped on a dime, staring into space and clarity comes, and clarity goes but for all these epiphanies I’m still lost...holding the roses holding the roses holding the roses *hold on - mary beth* "I’m still blaming you for my staying here!" "Fine." "Fine." "Now do you think that we can go in without waking up mom and Lily?" Joey doesn’t say anything, she just glares at me. "I’ll take that as a yes." I unlock the door and before I open it I say. "Still not entirely my fault." I hear her sharp intake of breath and before she says anything I turn to face her. "I’ve admitted my part in this. Why won’t you admit yours?" She doesn’t say anything. She just looks down and then she barges past me into the house. Typical Joey.
We enter his room quietly and I know that this is going to be awkward. Me and Dawson, alone in the same room, in the same bed. It’s just weird after what we did. And it wasn’t just once. deep in denialville trying to fight the way I feel I go jello when you smile I start blushin’ - my head rushin’ if you stand too close to me I might melt down from the heat if ya’ look my way one more time I’m gonna go out of my mind whatever you do... He walks over to the lamp on his bedside table, bends down and switches it on. I can’t help but think that I must be ogling him. In my defense, I don’t think that I could ever look at Dawson’s ass again without ogling him. Not now that I’ve seen him naked. As he goes to turn around I move towards the other side of the bed, not looking at him and trying to disguise that I ever was looking at him. Once on the other side of the bed I put my bag down and look towards him. He takes some night clothes out of a drawer. He then turns and looks at me. "What?" he asks. "Nothing." I say defensively. "Well since there’s nothing wrong, I’m going to go to the bathroom to change." "Okay." I reply as he walks out of his room. God, why am I so annoyed about this? Shouldn’t this be helping with the whole we’re still friends thing. The this hasn’t changed anything, it happened thing. The reason that you’re so annoyed Joey, is because deep down you hoped that it WOULD change things. You don’t want that any more than you want him to be with Jen. I’m not going to think about this, especially not whilst I’m here. I’m just going to have to think of something else. He thinks that I’m really angry with him, well I am kinda angry. God he looks so sexy when he’s apologetic. This isn’t helping. don’t go and get me started don’t you dare drive me crazy don’t do that to me baby you stop me in my tracks my heart pumping to the max I’m such a sucker for your eyes they permanently paralyze Okay, different approach. Just think about what you’re doing as you do it. That should be easy. I’m taking my night clothes out of my bag and putting them on Dawson’s bed ... a bed that I want to do more than sleep on. Well this isn’t working. Why can’t I just stop thinking about Dawson? It never used to be as bad as this. Oh yeah, that was before we slept together. I decide that maybe it would be a better idea for me to just lie down for a while, until I can go and change. I lie on my side of the bed, closing my eyes but still all that I can think about is Dawson. I now have this permanent image of Dawson’s body above mine whenever I close my eyes. For the past five days this has been all that I can see and think about whenever I close my eyes. Replaying it. Remembering every detail. The way that he looked at me as he came, how he held me as we came down together, the way he said my name...everything. whatever you do ... don’t even think about it don’t go and get me started don’t you dare drive me crazy don’t do that to me baby I enter the room quietly, surprised to see Joey lying on her side of the bed. I just stand by the door for a moment, looking at her in awe. I close my eyes for a moment, and all the images before me are of Joey. The way that she looked at me with desire in her eyes before we entered her dorm room. How sexy she looked sitting on the bathroom counter wearing only a pair of shoes and her underwear. Then there are the sensory memories. The feeling of her clinging to me as we made love in her bed. I open my eyes knowing that I shouldn’t be thinking about this...but that’s easier said than done. Especially when she’s here and on my bed. I walk round to her side of the bed and kneel beside her. Just watching her breathe for a moment. Then I lower my head to hers and kiss her forehead lightly. As I raise my head I feel that my eyes are drawn to her lips. I long to kiss her, but I don’t. Instead I just trace their outline with my thumb before I stand up. you got my heart under attack you give me shivers down my back d’ya have to walk the way you do? I get weak just watchin’ you whatever you do ... Again I just stand looking at her before giving her a gentle nudge. "Joey...Joey." "Mmhm." She says her eyes still closed. "Jo, the bathroom is free." I say as her eyes flutter open. "Dawson, I may have dozed off for a moment, but that sounds like you were suggesting something." As she finishes speaking she gets up off of the bed and stands in front of me with a crafty smile. Suddenly I’m amazed at how often she can still shock me by saying something like this. "I..." She silences me by putting one of her fingers to my lips. "I’m going to go change." Joey tells me as she traces the outline of my lips with her finger. Then she just turns and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her. Maybe she wasn’t asleep. Which means that she knew what I just did. don’t go and get me started don’t you dare drive me crazy don’t do that to me baby I start to walk around the bed when I hear her enter the room. Standing in front of her, I put my arms around her waist and lower my lips to hers. She responds to the kiss, placing one hand on my shoulder and wrapping one of her legs around mine. I move my left hand up to cup her right cheek and I brush my tongue against her lips. She parts them slightly, allowing my tongue to enter her mouth. don’t go and get me started don’t you dare drive me crazy don’t do that to me baby don’t do that - don’t do that *whatever you do! don’t! - shania twain* The hand that was resting on her waist is now resting on the front of her stomach, under her top. "Dawson." She says as she breaks the kiss, trying to get her breath back. "I just came back to get my pyjamas." I just nod my head and kiss her again. She kisses me back as I start to stroke her stomach with my thumb. We stop kissing again. "I really did come back for my pyjamas." Joey tells me as she lets go of me and points to her pyjamas at the foot of the bed. I turn to look at where she just pointed and then turn back to her. My face must be turning all shades of pink now. "Oh...I just thought that because of what I said...what you said...well..."
Part 12 - Don't be a stranger There he goes again, trying to be apologetic. It’s just so damn cute. "Jo, I’m sorry." He says sitting on the bed. "I’m just going to change." I reply picking up my things from his bed. "We can talk about this later." I see him nod his head as I open the door. I step into the hallway but don’t close the door fully. Did that just happen? Wait a second, he kissed me...maybe...? I push the door open, enter the room and close it quickly behind me. Dawson is still sitting on the bed looking in my direction. desire was too strong to put up a fight i don’t understand the way i feel although it feels so right i really shouldn’t be here tonight in your eyes there’s a sign of intensity, i sense an atmosphere, no need to hide from the way you feel inside there’s nothing left to fear "Maybe it would be a better idea if I slept on the couch." He says standing up. I drop what I was carrying, take a few steps forward and push him back onto the bed. "Maybe you should." I say as I sit on Dawson’s lap, straddling him. He has this look of complete astonishment on his face. "Jo ..." I silence him by kissing him and forcing my tongue into his mouth, both my hands resting on his chest. He kisses me back, running his hands lightly up and down my back. I suddenly realise that I won’t be able to stop this if I want to. And if Dawson decides that we should stop? I can’t even think about that. His hands are now underneath my top, working their way up my back and I start to move mine downwards. Dawson unclasps my bra and as we break the kiss he removes his hands from under my shirt. I help him remove his T-shirt and he reciprocates by helping me remove mine, along with my bra. As I wrap my arms around his neck he lies back on the bed, feeding on the skin at my collarbone, his hands resting on the small of my back. don’t be a stranger i want to take the chance risk it all for you knowing what i’m gonna do if only for tonight don’t be a stranger i want it all from you tonight "Or maybe you should just stay here." I whisper as he runs one hand lightly up my back and then around the side to cup my breast. "Dawson." Is all I manage to say as he starts to run his thumb lightly over my nipple. Once the nipple is erect he gently traces it’s peaked outline, stops what he is doing to my neck and just looks at me. I nervously bite my lip as he rolls us over. "Hey." He says. "Come here often?" I just glare at him and before I can say anything in return he kisses me. It’s nothing like when I kissed him earlier. It’s gentle, sweet and still has the ability to convey to me what he’s thinking. His kiss tells me that he wants to do this. That there is no need for me to be nervous. you’re on my mind all of the time i really shouldn’t stay with you tonight but the more and more i think of it the more it just seems right that’s why i wanna be here tonight now i find i don’t know who i really am i’m lost without a trace take me high, take me low any how you know help me if you can We stop kissing and just look at each other. Then she says. "Maybe it was kinda my fault too." Wow this is certainly a first. "Do my ears deceive me? You just admitted that you were to blame for something." "Did I? I don’t remember saying that, I just said maybe I was." I don’t reply but I know a way to get her to admit full responsibility. I move my hands and start to tickle her. She starts to laugh and protests. "Dawson...no. Stop...please." "Stop what?" I say smiling at her as I continue tickling her. "I’m not doing anything." "Dawson..." She starts moving her hands but before she can do anything I move my hands, catch hers and place them above her head. "Nice try Jo. It’s gonna take a lot more than that to make me stop." I just lie on top of her for a moment, both of our hands above her head. "And just what will it take for you to stop?" She asks. "I think you know!" Is my reply as I hold both of her hands above her head with one hand, as the other travels down her arm. Then her side, resting at her waist. "It’s entirely up to you Jo." She bites her lip again, as though she’s contemplating whether to give in before I start my assault on her stomach again. Then she catches me completely off guard. don’t be a stranger i want to take the chance risk it all for you knowing what i’m gonna do if only for tonight don’t be a stranger i want it all from you tonight She manages to lift her head slightly and as she kisses me, she thrusts her hips against mine. Well of course I kiss her back...but only for a few moments...only until I realise that this is her way of getting out of admitting her part. Unless...Joey thinks that this is what I meant when I said I’d stop tickling her. Joey thrusts her hips against mine again before I break the kiss. I just look at her as I catch my breath, wow she looks beautiful. She’s a little flushed and her hair is draped over the pillow, fanning her face as though someone had taken the time to strategically place every last strand. Ah, the lip biting again. "Jo, I’m surprised that you haven’t worn a hole in your lip yet. You’re always biting it...and that little display, well it wasn’t what I had in mind." I say as I start to tickle her again. to say no, hold me close, don’t let me go i wanna take this chance risk it all for you, is what i’m gonna do She takes a sharp intake of breath, "Dawson..." I just shake my head. "Five words Joey...that’s all it takes." I tell her as I continue to tickle her. "Dawson...I’ll scream!" She says laughing. "No you won’t." "Okay I give." "Not letting up until I hear those five magical words and try to be sincere Jo!" She tries to stifle he laughing when she talks. "I was partly to blame!" I stop tickling her and smile. "I was looking for an ‘it wasn’t your fault Dawson’, but I suppose that will have to do!" Then I lower my head to hers and let go of her hands. She places one of her hands on the nape of my neck as we kiss and the other grasps my hand and places it on her breast. don’t be a stranger i want to take the chance risk it all for you knowing what i’m gonna do if only for tonight don’t be a stranger i want it all from you............. tonight *don’t be a stranger - dina caroll* Once we stop kissing she moves her hands and starts to undo my trousers. Once she is finished I roll us over and then I undo hers. We both stand up and discard the unwanted garments, and I also take off my boxers. Apparently this is one of the times that Joey isn’t wearing any underwear, I may have shown a tiny hint of surprise. "Dawson...I told you." "Well I certainly believe you now." I say as she steps closer to me and then I kiss her as we fall onto the bed, Joey on top. We continue to kiss as I roll her off of me, so that I am positioned above her. Then I shift my position slightly and even though we are still kissing I hear her gasp as I enter her. I wait a few moments before I start moving and we break the kiss. As I start to move inside her, Joey clasps one of her hands in mine, while the other is in my hair. I just watch her as we move together, our bodies caught up in a timeless dance. Every movement a fluent motion, our hips rocking together. "Jo..."
She continues to just watch me, our eyes locked. "Mmm...Dawson." She moans wrapping her legs around me.
Part 13 - Died and gone to heaven this love is forever as I lie awake beside you I believe there’s no heaven no hideaway for the lonely but I was wrong, crazy it’s gotta be strong it’s gotta be right I wake during the night and for some strange reason find it hard to get back to sleep. Even though I’m here like this...wrapped in his arms. Dawson is lying on his side, while I have my back to him. I manage to turn and raise my head slightly, to see what the time is. I’ve hardly even been asleep. We arrived here at 1:30am, and it’s now only 3:02am. I contemplate getting up and going to get something to drink. Or going to watch some TV or something. But doing that would mean having to remove myself from his arms. Doing that would also require waking Dawson up. But right now, I’m content just to exist like this. So I settle for doing what I have done many times before...I just watch him sleep. Watch him breathe, his room illuminated a little by the moon. It’s strange how I’ve often done this. But only now it feels different. Now...we both lie naked. Now he has his arms wrapped around my waist. He stirs in his sleep, pulls me closer to him a little and then he smiles. "How long were you just planning on lying there watching me for?" He says, his eyes still closed. only wanted to play awhile (oh, oh, oh) then you taught me to fly like a bird (whoa, whoa) baby thought I’d died and gone to heaven such a night I never had before yeah, yeah thought I’d died and gone to heaven cause what I got there ain’t no cure for "Just until I got back to sleep." I reply. "How did you know that I was awake?" "I felt you move." Dawson tells me as he starts to lay butterfly kisses from my shoulder to my neck. "What time is it?" "Well it was three-o-two a few minutes ago." I tell him, shifting my position slightly. He opens his eyes and groans my name. "Joey..." My thigh just grazed his penis when I moved to lie on my back. I manage to stifle a giggle. "Dawson, I think that the rest of you is waking up too." "Well what do you expect when I wake up to find this beautiful goddess in bed beside me!" He says to me as he moves one hand and starts to trace invisible patterns on my naval. "And did I mention that she wasn’t wearing anything too. A big bonus if you ask me." I turn my whole body so that we are lying face to face, his hand now resting on my back. "Dawson, didn’t anyone ever tell you that flattery doesn’t always get you where you want to go?" "Are you really sure about that Jo!?" Dawson asks as his hands starts to wander south, towards my butt. "Well you see Dawson." I place one hand on his waist while tracing his jaw-line with the other. "That all depends." what you do to me all night angel I never loved, swear to god never needed no one til you came along but here I come, yeah baby it’s gotta be strong it’s gotta be right oh only wanted to stay awhile (oh, oh, oh) only wanted to play awhile (oh, oh, oh) then you taught me to fly like a bird (whoa, whoa) He lean in and kiss me quickly before adding. "On what?" Before I answer, I kiss him, this time it’s soft and lingering and I also squeeze his ass. Once we stop kissing I run my hands up his back and then rest them on his ass again. "On who it is that’s trying to get somewhere." As we continue to kiss, Dawson lightly runs one of his hands up and down my thigh, as I pull him on top of me. I feel his tongue press against my lips, so I part them. Reveling in the tremor that goes down my spine as his tongue brushes against mine. Is this all really happening? Could this all just be a vivid dream? As we break the kiss we just look at each other and smile. Then he leans down and lays light kisses on either side of my mouth. On my chin. Then from the pulse point on my neck along my shoulder and back again. Dawson shifts his weight and leans one of his arms on the bed so that our upper bodies are no longer flesh to flesh and starts to kiss his way down to the valley between my breasts. I gasp as I feel him encompass one of my nipples with his mouth "Oh Dawson." I moan arching my back slightly. The hand that was running up and down my thigh is now on my other breast, teasing the now taut nipple. such a night I never had before (yeah, yeah) thought I’d died and gone to heaven cause what I got there ain’t no cure for "Dawson..." I manage to stammer out but he doesn’t stop his ministrations on my breasts. I place one hand on the nape of his neck. "Dawson...stop." He lifts his head up and looks at me. I see a hint of confusion in his eyes, maybe even a little fear. His hand is still cupping my breast. "Jo...did I do something wrong?...are you okay? You don’t want to! I’m..." I silence him by putting one finger to his lips. "Don’t get all ‘Dawson’ on me, Dawson...From where I am, you haven’t done anything wrong, yes I’m okay, there’s no need to apologise and Dawson?" I take my finger away from his lips so that he can speak. "Yes?" I move my leg slightly and my thigh grazes his erection. He closes his eyes and moans, "Joey..." I dream the sweetest dreams never wanna wake up never thought it could be this way no doubt about it, can’t live without it baby never thought it could be this good you made love to me, like it oughta be I prop myself up on my elbows and whisper in his ear, "Yes I want to!" Then I kiss him as I lie back against the bed, Dawson moving with me. "Why did you tell me to stop then?" He asks when we stop kissing. "The truth?" He nods his head. "Because I wanted this." I say bringing my lips to meet his again. Dawson moves the hand that was cupping my breast up to my face, stroking my cheek as I part my legs slightly. As Dawson starts to enter me, I raise my hips off of the bed slightly, putting my hands on his hips pulling him into me. Once he’s fully inside me we stop kissing and as I adjust to him being inside me he suckles on my neck. "Are you okay?" He asks brushing a strand of hair away from my eyes. it’s gotta be strong it’s gotta be right oh only wanted to stay awhile (oh, oh, oh) only wanted to play awhile (oh, oh, oh) then you taught me to fly like a bird (whoa, whoa) I thrust my hips against his in response. "Mmhm." He starts to thrust within me. "Are you sure?" "Yes." I reply as I let go of his hips, bringing my hands up to rest on his shoulders and wrapping one leg around his. He starts to speed up his thrusts and I dig a few fingers into the back of his shoulder, the other hand clutching to the bed sheet. Every so often I pull my hips away from his as he continues to quicken his pace, my back arching off the bed. "Dawson...Dawson..." I call out...not quite shouting, yet thankful to know that anything said in the throes of passion in this house are confined to the room it happens in. "Oh Joey..." He calls to me as one of his hands cups my breast again. I let go of the bed sheet and grab the hand that is cupping my breast, clasping my fingers in his. I pull him down to me with the other hand, so that he is lying directly on top of me. I want him to feel, in all ways possible the tremor that will soon wrack my body. "Jo...?" He asks questioningly as I start to dig my fingers into his shoulder again. such a night I never had before thought I’d died and gone to heaven cause what I got there ain’t no cure for "Soon Dawson...soon." I say kissing him lightly on the cheek as he thrusts deeper and harder into me. "Oh...Dawson...oh..." I scream when I feel him push into me as hard as he can, our clasped hands now above our heads. As I dig my fingers further into his shoulder I hear him gasp and then shout "Joey...Jo..." As he buries his head in the crock of my neck. It’s the first time that I’ve become aware of the fact that I might be hurting him. "You...Okay...Dawson." I manage to stammer out. He grunts something into my neck and then lifts his head to kiss my nose. "I’m good." thought I’d died and gone to heaven never thought that I could feel this way (thought I’d died and gone to heaven) it’s gotta be love (it’s gotta be love) it’s gotta be love (it’s gotta be love) He sounds more composed that I do. And for an instant, I picture the look on his face as I stroked his thigh in Civilization the other night. My body starts to tremble and I move my hand from Dawson’s shoulder to his ass. Pulling him against me as I thrust my hips against his a few more times before letting go. "Dawson...oh" He starts to climax at the same time as me. "Oh...Joey..." "Oh...yeah...Dawson." Then he collapses completely on top of my body, our hands still clasped above our heads. thought I’d died and gone to heaven, heaven (thought I’d died and gone to heaven) thought I’d died and gone to heaven baby (thought I’d died and gone to heaven) (thought I’d died and gone to heaven) *died and gone to heaven - bryan adams* We stay that way for a while, as we come down together. With me lightly rubbing the nail marks that I can feel on his shoulder. "Dawson?" I ask breathlessly. "What?" He whispers in my ear, causing me to shiver. "I’m sorry...well...did I hurt you?" He lifts his head and looks at me with a puzzled look on his face. "When?" "Your shoulder?" "Oh that...no." He says as he starts to suckle on my neck for a moment, before he withdraws himself. He then rolls off of me and puts his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. "So do you think that you’ll get to sleep now?" "Maybe." He moves one of his hands from my waist and cups my breast. "Well if you need any help with tiring yourself out..." I playfully swat his hand. "Dawson Leery...I’m shocked." He flicks his thumb over the nipple a few times and I bite my lip. "Just offering my...ah services." I turn my head slightly to see him grinning at me. "Oh I’ll keep that in mind." I say before he lays his lips on mine, giving me a sweet kiss as he moves his hand back to my waist.
Part 14 - if i let you go and I just can’t get you off my mind nobody knows, I hide it inside I keep on searching but I can’t find I wake up to find that she is gone, no longer in my arms. But on her side of the bed. She’s lying on her stomach, her face partially hidden by her hair. As I just lie beside her watching her sleep, a small smile plays across her lips. How on earth did we get here? That’s the first thought that goes through my head as I watch her sleep. Actually, it’s not the first thought, it’s the second. The first was ‘God, she’s beautiful’. But seriously, how did we get here? Not ‘here’ physically, but...well...more of a how have we ended up like this? Not together, but still together. I know that there is no one answer to that question. I’ve never felt so much love before and once again I’m thinking about taking the easy way out It’s not just a case of who made the first move. Or who said what to who. Thousands of decisions led us here. Right or wrong, good or bad. But is it where we’re supposed to be? Here and with each other! I’m terrified to find out the answer to that question, not quite sure of which one could scare me the most. Yes...we’re supposed to be together. This one sounds like it’s the option with the happy ending. It’s just the getting there that could be the tricky part. The not hurting each other. And the other possibility. what my life could be, holding you close to me will I ever see, you smiling back at me how will I know if I let you go No! Such a small word for all that it entails. This answer means that the dream that I’ve always hoped for, will never be realised. The dream that’s more important than directing any movie, winning any award. Having Joey. I glance at the clock, it’s almost 8am. I know that it’s pointless staying here. I know that I’ll never get back to sleep. As I climb out of bed and start getting dressed, I wonder if mom is awake yet. I wonder if she knows that I’m here. "Morning Mom." I say as I walk out of the house, going over to kiss her on the cheek. She smiles as I sit down on one of the chairs across from her. "Morning honey. I didn’t think that you were coming, you said that you’d be here at about eleven o’clock." "One of the many downsides of having my car in the shop...we missed the train." "Oh, is Jen with you?" She asks, as Lily reaches over towards me, wanting to sit with me. I stick my tongue out at her as I take her from mom and she giggles. "I came down with Joey. We never got here until about half past one and Joey forgot her keys, so she stayed here." "Wasn’t Jen supposed to be coming down with you this weekend?" I nod my head. "She had to work at the radio station. Some last minute thing or something." Mom stands up. "Would you like me to make you something for breakfast?" "It’s okay, I can get myself something." I reply standing up. "Why don’t you stay out here just now, let me get you something. What would you like?" She says taking Lily from me and walking towards the house. "I’ll just have a glass of orange juice." I tell her as I sit back down looking out at the creek. night after night, I hear myself say why can’t this feeling just fade away there’s no one like you, you speak to my heart it’s such a shame, we’re worlds apart I wake up still feeling tired, yet at the same time I feel as though I’ve had the best sleep ever. I just lay there for a few moments, willing myself to go back to sleep. Then I lean up a little as I realise where I am. I’m naked, I’m in Dawson’s bed and what happened last night was not just a dream. I bury my head under the pillow, knowing that we’re going to have to have ‘the talk’ again. Huh, like it wasn’t difficult enough the first time. Unless I can put off the inevitable. Unless I can sneak away, put this talk off a bit. but sooner or later I gotta choose and once again I’m thinking about taking the easy way out As I get up off of Dawson’s bed I wrap the quilt around me. That’s a nice thought...I’m wrapped in Dawson’s quilt after...knock it off Joey. Just stop it. It happened...that’s it. How many times can we tell each other that? It just happened. As I place the clothes I was wearing last night on the window seat I glance out the window, and there he is. Sitting on the dock, looking as though he’s deep in thought. I just sit on the window seat, watching him as Gale walks across the lawn towards him. what my life could be, holding you close to me will I ever see, you smiling back at me how will I know if I let you go Gale must have said something funny to him, because he’s laughing and shaking his head at her. I miss these moments. Seeing how he acts with others. Seeing people make him smile, laugh. These past few months, more than anything, I’ve just missed Dawson. Being in his presence. Seeing that gleam in his eyes when he’s happy. I wish that it could be me that makes him happy. With that thought going through my mind, I start to get dressed...as ready to face Dawson as I’ll ever be. Knowing that I’m ‘so’ close to telling him the truth. We enter the kitchen in silence, mom and I. She’s just told me that she ‘had’ to make me breakfast. She misses cooking for more than one person. Normally I’d say something about all of the people that she cooks for at the restaurant. But I know what she means. She misses cooking for her family. That’s why I try to come here as often as I can. Try to help out. I walk over towards the counter. "Dawson?" "What?" I reply turning to look at her. "I thought that I was dealing with breakfast?" She says, pointing to one of the chairs. and once again I’m thinking about taking the easy way out I just sit down and mom starts carrying some dishes over to the table, as I get lost in my thoughts...about Joey. I suppose that the same excuses won’t wash this time. The ‘it just happened’ or ‘we got caught up in the moment.’ Maybe some of this holds true for Joey, but not for me. There was more to it than that. It wasn’t just sex! It was...making love, wasn’t it? Just as it was every other time. Does Joey still want us to go back to being just friends? Does she hope that this won’t change anything? what my life could be, holding you close to me will I ever see, you smiling back at me how will I know if I let you go I know what I want. I want what happened, our sleeping together...I want it to change everything. "What are you smiling about?" Mom says sitting down beside me. "I didn’t realise that I was." "You don’t have to tell me what you were thinking about, Dawson. I know." She tells me, matter-of-factly. How could she know. "You do?" I ask surprised. "I’ve seen that look before Dawson...many times. It’s the same look that your father had..." "And what look is that?" I ask her, almost afraid of what she’ll say. will I ever see, you smiling back at me how will I know if I let you go *if I let you go - westlife* "You’re in love." She says simply. I have no words, well I do but none that are going to come out. She reaches across the table and touches my hand. "And you’re happy. It’s no more than you deserve, Dawson." Mom says as Joey enters the kitchen. "Morning Mrs Leery, Dawson." Joey says, smiling. How does she do that? Act as though everything is still the same. Maybe that’s what she wants. Everything to stay the same.
Part 15 - Take my hand touch my hand and show me where we’re going lie down next to me, look into my eyes and tell me oh tell me what you’re thinking This all feels as though there is a certain degree of surrealism to it, we end up in positions and can’t quite remember how we got there. What’s the last thing that I remember from being awake? Oh we came up to Dawson’s room to get some sleep because we never got much last night. Which reminds me, I still haven’t been to see Bessie yet...ugh it’s only Saturday...what time is it?...who cares? Well we entered this room in silence, (after Gail sent us up to get some sleep) and I’m not sure who said what, but the conversation went something like this. "Well this is kind of awkward!" "Yes it is, but we thrive with awkward." "Do you think that we’ll get past this?" what you feel now is what I feel for you take my hand and if I’m lying to you I’ll always be alone, if I’m lying to you "I hope so." Well as far as I’m aware the awkwardness has gone, but that might be because we haven’t analysed this thing to death yet. We’ve still to pick this apart. Still to decide what it all means. A big part of me is terrified to do this. When something happens once it’s an accident. But what happens when the same thing happens five times? Well it’s beyond an accident, that much I know. Oh yeah, back to positioning. When we lay down to go to sleep, we made sure that our bodies were as far apart on his bed as could be. But that’s not the position that we are in now. He’s lying on his back, I don’t see it because my eyes are still closed but I know it. It’s my position that has changed the most. I’m not lying on my side or on my back. I’m kinda lying on my front, both of my legs kinda wrapped around one of Dawson’s. One of my arms is over his waist and my head is resting on his chest. I know this part because I can hear his heart beat. My other arm seems to be kind of twisted round my back, stroking the small of my back with my thumb and a few fingers are resting just under the waistband of my trousers. watch my lips and hear the words I’m telling you Oh no...hey wait a minute. That’s not my arm, that’s Dawson’s. Now I realise where my other arm is, it’s resting underneath my stomach and now that I’m conscious of where it is, I feel uncomfortable as it’s digging into me. Slowly I move my hand out from under my stomach and as I do this his thumb stops stroking my back. I’m tempted to ask him why he stopped because it felt nice. Not much of an adjective but I’m kinda wrapped around Dawson here and it’s all you’re getting. While his other hand rests on top of my hand that is over his waist, the one with the now still thumb slowly moves away from my back. "Come back." I say in my head. He gently clasps his fingers in mine and I feel myself melt from his touch. give your trust to me and look into my heart and show me show me what you’re doing so sit on top of the world and tell me how you’re feeling what you feel now is what I feel for you What a surprise this is to wake up and find her practically lying on top of me. It’s only taken us three years to get into this position. And I must say, it has certainly been worth the wait. I wish that she was awake just now so that...so that what? So that we can finally analyse this? So that it all becomes real? Because right now I’m content with this being a dream world. A fantasy. But sooner or later, we will have to talk about this. She rolls away from me, back onto her side of the bed. This allows me a chance to get away from here for a while. A chance to go somewhere to do some thinking. Okay, so maybe I won’t get the chance to do a lot of thinking at the restaurant...but at least this way I can put off finding out how Joey feels about this.
I’ll always be alone, if I’m lying to you take your time if I’m lying to you Leery’s Fresh Fish. I know that you’ll find that you believe me, you believe me How can we not have discussed this yet? It happened again last night...we’ve had ample time together. Yet neither one of us is brave enough to initiate this conversation. "Dawson, honey." Mom says as she exits the restaurant kitchen. "Could you do me a favor?" "Sure, what is it?" "Could you call Bessie for me, ask her if she has any vacancies for tonight." "Okay, you planning on kicking me out?" I jokingly ask her. She just laughs. "Don’t tempt me. It’s actually for a customer." "How many is it for?" I ask her. "Two." She calls as she walks back towards the kitchen.
Potter B&B. The phone rings three times before I answer it. "Hello, Potter B&B." "Joey?" The voice on the other end of the phone asks. "Dawson...hey." Is this how this conversation is going to happen? Over the phone. "What can I do for you?" I ask him as I prepare myself for this conversation. "Mom asked me to call." He tells me, before adding, "See if you had any vacancies for tonight." So this isn’t how this conversation is going to happen. I don’t know if I’m relieved or not. At least if it was discussed this way we wouldn’t have to see each other. "I’m not sure, I just got in. Give me a minute and I’ll just check with Bessie." As I pick the phone back up it sounds as though no one is there. "Dawson...you still there?" and tell me what you’re thinking catch the snow on your tongue and show me how it tastes "Yeah." He replies. "So are there any vacancies?" "Um...yeah." "Good, I’ll let mom know." He pauses for a moment, before adding, "Ah...I’ll see you later Joey." "Dawson?" "What?" "Don’t you think that it would help if..." I start to say but he cuts me off. "What would help?" Is every conversation that we have going to be like this? Awkward. "If you told me how many it was for." "Oh, right. It’s for two people." Dawson is silent for a moment, as though he’s contemplating what to say next. "So...um, how are you Joey?" he asks awkwardly. take my hand and if I’m lying to you I’ll always be alone, if I’m lying to you take your time if I’m lying to you I know that you’ll find that you believe me, you believe me *take my hand - dido* "I’m fine." I reply. "And you?" "I’m good, thanks." There is another slight pause before he says, "Listen Jo, about...well...we need to...hold on a sec." So maybe this is how this conversation is going to take place after all. I can hear him talking to someone else but I can’t make out what is being said. "Joey, I have to go help mom with something." "Oh right...so I’ll talk to you later?" I ask him. "Yeah...bye." "See you Dawson." I say into the receiver, but I don’t put the phone down just yet. Instead I wait until I hear the phone click from Dawson hanging up the phone. Well so far we’ve still not had that conversation yet. The one that we’re both dying to have yet terrified to broach. All I do know is that when it finally happens...well I want things to change.
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