The Mists Among Us |Jackson Whittemore Fanfic|

20: SEX

Best chapter title so far right?

Just updating cause I thought of a super good idea that would spur some feelings. This is really a game changer chapter (hopefully) for Jackson and Maeson, so yea. Hope you guys enjoy. ALSO BIG ANNOUNCEMNT OKAY... I love you all.

Maeson sat on Allison's bed, watching as Allison and her mother held a small conversation. "Alright well, just be ready within the hour." Mrs. Argent pursed her lips, turning to Maeson, her thing lips turned slightly into a smile (somewhat). "Thank you so much for coming Maeson, if you're hungry, there's muffins in the kitchen."

"Really?" Maeson's back straightened, her attention peeked. Mrs. Argent chuckled at her response, nodding. "Allison I'll be right back." Maeson quickly got off the bed, "Unless their raisin, because otherwise, no thank you."

Further amused by the girl, Victoria laughed. "No, their blueberry." Maeson made a face, contemplating for a moment, "I'm sure there could be a chocolate one too." Bouncing fully to her feet, she was already out the room and making her ways downstairs. She remembered the house from the last time she was in it, especially the kitchen. It was one of the nicest she had personally seen.

There on the counter were a glass case of muffins, almost skipping she raised the top but stopped as someone grabbed a muffin. "Haven't seen you in a while."

"Yea well," Maeson grabbed a muffin as well, not caring which one she had picked. "life happens." She looked Allen over, he looked the same. His hair still spiked into a quiff, but his clean shaven face lost its cleanliness, heavy stubble was spread across his cheek and jaw bones.

He chuckled, "You look different." He commented and Maeson let out one solid "ha!". His brows furrowed, his mouth still turned into a sort of smile.

"Well you look different too." She leaned against the counter.

"Different how?"

"Different as in you look like you got hit by a truck." She joked, taking a bite of her muffin and mentally cursing as crumbs fell onto her shirt. Allen laughed at her teasingly.

"Looks like your grace and agility was hit by one too."

"Allen!" Chris called from the living room. Allen grunted slightly, trying not to roll his eyes.

"Duty calls." Maeson smirked, wiping her crumbs into the island sink before turning around, walking out of the kitchen back upstairs. Allen watched, his smirk almost reached his face again if Chris hadn't called his name once more.

"Knock knock." Maeson said as she opened Allison's bedroom door. "Whoops sorry." She kept her eyes to the ground as Allison ripped her robe off the closet door and covering her body. "Nice boobies."

"Oh shut up!" Allison blushed. Scott was the only person so ever come close to seeing her body naked, she didn't even feel comfortable letting her mom see her naked. She peeked over at Maeson, who was busy catching the crumbs falling from her muffin. Am I supposed to feel comfortable around her, she is a girl. "Can you hand me a bra?" The older girl asked.

"Yea, you want black cause you're fierce or pink cause on Wednesdays, we wear pink?" Maeson asked, setting her muffin on Allison's table before she opened the dresser. "Wow, damn girl you have like the whole entire color wheel in here, are these lace- does Scott know?" Maeson teased, holding up two red and black pairs of racy bras.

Allison's cheeks flared, but she couldn't help but to laugh.

"Ooh you naughty girl!" Maeson playfully scolded, "Here where the black one cause you're a bad bitch."