Together

9. Baby, please

All wrapped in one
He was so many sins
Would have done anything
Everything for him
And if you asked me I would do it again
No need to imagine
Cause I know it's true
They say all good boys go to heaven
But bad boys bring heaven to you
-Julia Michaels

JJ feels John B and Pope release their hold on him as the three would be assailants make their way out of the party. They think he's done fighting but then he finally looks at Kie and sees a tear runs down her face. He's automatically thrown back into a rage.

He scans for the three and takes a step to seek them out. He feels something push against him, attempting to stop his advance. He looks down and sees Kie has moved to stand in front of him, blocking his path. Her hands are pushing him back, placed firmly on his chest. She obviously knows she can't stop him but the girl doesn't need physical strength to subdue him.

"Jayj," she says softly. "Baby, please," she pleads.

He's continuing to look at her. Her quiet voice cutting through the returning music and rush of the crowd around them. She's looking up at him, like she needs him. Like he's holding her together. He can see relief flood her features when she sees he's not going anywhere. There's no going anywhere when she's looking at him like that and he knows it.

He lets her take his hand and lead him upstairs as party goers continue to follow the three out the door. She pulls him into a bedroom down the hall and quickly closes the door, locking it from the inside.

JJ is standing close behind her when she turns, bringing a hand to her face. He gently wipes away the tear track, keeping his focus there. He's not sure what else to do.

She's gotta be pissed that he went off like that. She hates it when he gets violent over her. Thank God he saw what was happening though. Thinking about what would have happened should he have not been paying attention makes his blood boil. Suddenly he doesn't care if she's mad about it. He'd do it again without question. She can be mad about that, he's good with it.

"I'm not sorry," he says, preparing for the argument.

"I am," she says, grabbing his face, and pulling his lips to hers as she stands on her toes to meet him.

All of his thoughts cease as Kie throws herself into his arms, pulling him to her desperately as she begins to kiss him.

He begins to kiss her back before his mind catches up to her words. He's not expecting her to surrender, to wave a white flag, to show her hand but she does. She is. He pulls away, hands clenching her hips, not wanting her too far.

"Wait, did you just say you're sorry?" He asks,  trying so very hard not to smirk.

"Shut up about it," she breathes, reconnecting their lips as she stares at his mouth. It's been way too long and she can't stand another second of them being apart.

She feels him smirk against her lips, clearly pleased that she is relenting so enthusiastically. She grabs the front edge of his waistband, pulling him closer and his smirk is erased. She can't help but smile into his lips herself at the sudden change in power. She doesn't have it long though.

JJ spins her towards the wall, pinning her against it as his body presses against hers. She can feel the pounding of muffled music through the walls vibrating against her skin as his tongue explores her mouth, deepening their kiss as he tilts her head back.

When he breaks away it's only to find her pulse point, kissing into it. Kie feels his bulge pressing into her stomach. She thinks for a moment how it would feel to run herself over it, a need for friction growing within her.