Hollywood Hearts

Eighteen

Nails slowly raking up his back, leaving red lines to color his skin, and sweat rolling down his back, arms, and chest in rivulets as he rolled his hips expertly. My head flew back as he got the right angle, his mouth descending to leave invisible marks on my neck as he pressed into me, the sheets tangling our legs together.

"Perse!" He breathed, choking up as he hit the crest, slowly coming down as I panted into his skin.

"I love you." I softly spoke and he grinned, flashing me his bright grin.

"I love you too." He said then softly kissed me, moving to lay next to me as I gathered the extra sheet around myself, going to our bathroom to get cleaned up.

"Your model thing is tonight, right?!" He called from the bedroom and I softly laughed as I got the shower going.

"Yes, my 'model thing' is tonight so get up! We already had mid-day sex like you wanted-"

"Three times!" He laughed and I rolled my eyes, looking at him over my shoulder as he came in, standing there naked.

"So, I'd assume you'd be more reasonable." I said and let the sheet drop to the ground, hearing his growl as I got into the shower and he chased me.

~*-*~

"Persephone, over here!"

"This way, Persephone!" I turned to the cameras and smiled as Jorel held my waist, grinning at me and keeping me at his side.

"Persephone Jones!" I looked over to the woman then smiled as her and the cameraman she was with stopped on my other side.

"You are a sight! We weren't expecting you after the fall of your father's company-"

"My father can rot in hell while I enjoy my hard work and joy!" I laughed and saw she looked shocked, but J sighed.

"Behave, Perse, not everyone hated him." He whispered and I looked at him then smiled.

"Sorry, J." I said then he leaned down and softly kissed me.

"Who is this, if I may?" I looked at the woman then grinned up at Jorel.

"My beautiful and talented boyfriend, Jorel Decker of Hollywood Undead-"

"The band you recently signed on with?" She asked and I nodded.

"I was originally his dancer, for shows and videos and such, but our relationship grew to be much more than that." I said and smiled as he kissed my head, hugging my waist tighter.

"Miss Jones, many are asking why you didn't take over your father's company and organization-"

"Because I'm not a business woman and frankly, that whole scheme seemed too forced to me." I said and sighed.

"Now, if you would excuse us, we'd like to go inside." I said and Jorel took my hand, holding it as I led him inside the building for the LA Modeling Award Ceremony. As we got our seats, he stayed close to me despite the many women attempting to get his attention.

"And now, for highest rising model in Los Angeles!" The host started as he took the envelope and opened it.

"Persephone Jones!" He cheered and everyone applauded as Jorel softly kissed me, letting me go collect my award.

"Miss Jones, congratulations." The host said and shook my hand.

"Also, I'm sorry about your father. He was a friend-"

"Thank you." I said and turned, going to the table with Jorel. By the end of the night, I had won so many awards that people had to help us get them to his car.

"Babe, we gotta talk about where you're going to put these!" Jorel laughed and I smiled.

"Well, we've both been griping about wanting a bigger house." I said and he sighed, holding my hips.

"And where would we even begin?" He asked, but I shrugged.

"You're recording an album right now, so you're home, and I'm not scheduled for anything for a bit so I have the time." I said and he nodded.

"Right, well, let's get home first then we'll decide. Hmm?" He said and I nodded, grinning as he opened the car door for me. As I got in, I noticed I'd been tagged in something on Instagram so I opened it as Jorel got into the car.

"Babe, what's wrong?" He asked when he saw my frown, leaning over to look at the pictures posted of us by an HU fan. In all of them, Jorel was behind me in someway for one reason or another and the caption read "J-Dog now a model's bitch dog as she leashes him".

"What the fuck?!" He growled and grabbed my phone, looking through the pictures.

"You-" He stopped then sighed.

"Baby, you ignore this! I will deal with this, okay?" I nodded then he locked my phone and softly kissed me.

"Okay." I said then he turned the car on and drove us home. When we got there, he unzipped my dress for me so I could get changed into some pajamas.

"Persephone, are you still thinking about that post?" J asked as he came into the bathroom where I was staring into the mirror with a makeup wipe in my hand, only half of my makeup off.

"Am I pretty?" I whispered and saw him move behind me in the mirror, his arms wrapping around my waist and his chin resting on my shoulder.

"You are..." He trailed and shook his head, grabbing the wipe and turning me to him, taking off the rest of my makeup.

"The most beautiful, talented, amazing, smart, sassy woman I have met. I honestly think I met an angel." He said and I softly laughed as I tried not to cry.

"And, when we're ready, I think you'd look even cuter with my baby inside you." He said and I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"But wouldn't I be too cute then?" I grinned and he smirked, holding the counter behind me and pinning me to the sink.

"I'll just have to stay at your side the entire time then, won't I?" He smiled and I softly laughed as he leaned forward, softly kissing me.

"Come on, let's get to bed so we can find a good realtor tomorrow." He said and I nodded, going to bed with him.