The kitchen was cold and dark blue from the early morning sky. Slight breezes escaped  from the open window, cooling the air just enough. It was dark but the slight dawn light made the room glow just enough so you can see the face before you smirking.

 

You are sitting on a chair by the table and L.Joe is sitting in front of you. No one says  anything, as always, but this tradition was too common for your inconvenience. L.Joe finally  moves, placing his palms on your cheeks and pulling your face close to his. As your the tips of  your noses blushed off each other you got sparks through out your whole body. He smirked his 

mischievous smirk again and you pouted.

 

Leaning in, his ever-so-tender lips overlaps your upper lip and he start to softly on 

it. Your eyes immediately close while you wait for his hands to warp around your waist and you 

pull his head closer by putting your arms around his neck. He slowly moves his lips down to nibble on your bottom lip. You let his tongue gently push through your lips and intertwine with your own. You feel his hands tugging and pulling on the back of your shirt. You straighten your posture to let his hands slip up your back and push your back so your chest is pushed up against his.

 

He starts to kiss you a little harder and your excitement rises. Through out the kiss you 

feel him smirking again and you know it's coming. No not again. Not yet please don't do this 

again. Despite your mental whining, L.Joe does his signature move, his habit of making you 

want him more. In the of your making out, right before the point of deciding to tear each 

other's shirts off, L.Joe pulls out just like that. Then he sits there while your mouth is still open 

from his tongue invasion and smirks looking into your eyes.

 

"AH JINJJA!" you yell, looking away from him and frowning. L.Joe just laughs a sly laugh 

and picks up your hands. He pulls you toward the closed door in the kitchen leading down to the 

basement. The basement never had the lights on because nights were spent down there freaking 

and there was a window on the top for the day light sun to filter through.

 

Still holding your hand, L.Joe opens the door and steps down to the first step only. He 

stops, turns around, and you stare at him staring at you for a few seconds before he let's out a 

"heh" and leads you down. The more you go down, the more darkness surrounds you. By the time you get to the end of the staircase, he pulls you close for a surprisingly intense kiss.

 

You don't know how many minutes had past but soon he pulled you off and lead to to 

the sofa that you couldn't see but knew was there. He sat down and you waited for him to grab 

your waist and pull you on top of him. 

 

But he didn't. 

 

You heard him feeling for something, looking for something. You can hear his hands 

brushing over the surface of the sofa until he finally stopped at something. It sounded as if he 

pulled something out of a box. Omg, when did he buy condoms? Omgomgomg. Is this really 

happening?

 

He finally grabs your waist and brings you down and places you next to him. He lets out 

a groan and you feel yourself beating down under.

 

FLASH.

 

Suddenly a light pierced the pitch blackness of the room.

"SO... wanna watch some TV?" L.Joe asks, and you stare at his calm figure holding a 

remote in disbelief. 

"L.joe ah... yah... THIS IS NOT THE REALITY I WANTED!!!!!"

 

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L.Joe finally grabs your waist and pulls to next to him. You hear him pulling out a 

rubber and stretching it. He puts it down and kisses your neck softly before slicking is tongue over it and coming up to make your cheeks wet. He puts his hands behind you and puts his thumb inside the top lining of your jeans and pulls you closer, making your legs over his.

 

While his tongue in your mouth he slips hands up your back and unleashes your bra belt. You feel the two magic orbs extracting them selves from each other and relaxing. It was hot so 

you were a little misty.

 

Before you know it your head if laying on his thighs and while hes sitting. His left hand 

is feeling over your stomach under your shirt and his right hand is behind your head, balancing 

while tugs on your tongue with his teeth.

 

"Mmmphh, L.Joe ah..." you groan. He edges his finger way up to your free magic orbs 

and places his hands between them.

 

"Eyyahh..." you laugh softy because it tickles. He snickers and pulls his hands out then 

he lays on top of you on the sofa. You feel strange because your lack of bra and you can feel his 

flat chest squishing on your orb bumps. He leans left and pulls up a sheet and carelessly puts it on over you guys. Still on top of you, his palms rub over the zipper of your jeans and you start to breathe hard.

 

He slowly s it. You can hardly feel your presence. All you hear if the thumping of 

your own heart synchronizing with his. Sweating now, you close your eyes and take a deep 

breathe.

 

"HEEELLOOOOO?!?!?!?"

A screeching yell just burst your urging, lava-hot, throbbing thoughts. Two seconds 

later, you shiver from a wave of cool breeze-L.Joe pulled off the sheet.

"HEY HELLO. L.JOE YOU THERE?" We both stare at a flashlight's blaze shoving it's way through the basement's top window. "HEY! IT'S CAP! LET ME IN! YOUR DOOR IS LOCKED!"

 

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The End.