"Goddammit, fuck this shit!" Sean kicked the dresser making Shayla jump back in shock as she walked out of the bathroom, "Oh djeezes, Sean, you scared me, what's wrong? what are you doing back here?" she put her hand over her chest to calm her hammering heart. "That boss of yours is fucking my friend, that's what's wrong!" he barked at her, "what? Who? What friend?" it was too early in the morning to solve riddles like this, "Jared is fucking Harper, that's who! For crying out loud, do I need to drop another bomb so you'll wake up? He is fucking Harper for fuck's sakes! I ran into them in the hall, he was practically ripping her clothes off". Oh god no, anyone, but not that alternative trollop, how blind could she be? Now they'd never see the end of it "why do you care so much? Your 'friend' is gonna be out the door sooner than you can say 'relationship', Jared doesn't do relationships, he's not the type, a thousand Harpers cross his path over the course of 6 months or so, and where are they now? Not even one of them stuck to him, so why would she? she's obviously the one who seduced him, that stupid, fuckin' golddigging cow! but what bothers me the most is that you seem so very worried about her..again!". Don't give in to her, no, don't do it, she doesn't understand, how could she? "of course I'm worried about Harper, she's..we're friends, best friends, Shayla and whatever you say or do isn't gonna change all that, you've been bitching about her ever since she got here, and you need to stop! Do you hear me? You need to STOP".
Finally his hands slid under her T-shirt, fina-fuckin-ly, she was ready to go and so was he from the feel beneath those stupid pajama pants he was still wearing, she had reached down there a few times, but he had gently swatted her hands away, she was the centre of his attention and not the other way round, but this foreplay was just driving her insane, they hadn't even undressed for god's sakes, her lips were raw and tingly from all the biting and sucking, but it was the sweetest pain. "Jared..please.." she breathed as she put her hands on his chest so their lips had to break contact but he immediately attacked her throat instead, his hot breath dancing against skin there "what? What is it?". He dared to ask what was up? You don't know? Hang on, I'll let you feel what is up, and as she lifted her hips to let him feel that down there she was roaring to go, there was a sudden banging on the door, nonono, noooo ignore it, they'll go away, ignore..he slowly let go of her..it! a frustrated breath escaped her as he sat up. "Don't..move, ok?" he tugged her bottom lip with his teeth before he jumped off the bed, not funny Leto, not funny at all, she pulled her shirt down over her stomach again with another frustrated sigh.
"This better be really, really good" he opened the door to see an obviously agitated Shayla about to pop a few veins in her head, standing there "you need to get to the venue right now!" she hissed at him while her eyes seemed to look for something in the room behind him. "I'm..kinda in the middle of something, Shay..I'll deal with it later" had she officially gone bonkers?. "Is she in there?" ah, there it was, took her a bloody long time to figure it out, "none of your business" he snapped and was about to close the door on her, "the car will be at the entrance in fifteen minutes, better get cracking, Jared..oh and I've got a room booked for her so she won't have to sleep in your's anymore" what??? you stupid, snarky bitch! He slammed the door shut in her face and stood there fuming with anger for a second, until he realized who was waiting for him, fuck all the foreplay, taking out all that anger and frustration in a rampant, steaming sex session that would not know it's equal was the only thing on his agenda right now. Oh nononono, he found her curled up and in a deep sleep when he entered the room, jetlag had finally caught up with her, GODDAMNNNN!! no no no, you have to be awake, we have to finish this, I swear I'll explode if you don't...he touched her leg..nope, out like a light..ok, last attempt, put the duvet over her, keep her warm..still nothing..just go before you do something irreversibly stupid and fuck her awake, no, no, NO!..he turned and tiptoed over to the bathroom, it would have been a lie to say that nothing but a cold shower could cure the heat coursing through his body, just go!.
