Someone somewhere. [Asking alexandria fan fiction]

part five: the bedroom

[Ben's POV]

After Ash had gone without a word, Jo Jo pulled me into her room, obviously hungry for my touch. she yanks me down to her lips, roughly pulling my hair. i grunt in annoyance. im not really appreciating all the rough handling. its actually starting to piss me off a little.but i let her kiss me, anyway. and i don't stop her when her shaking hands struggle to undo my belt. When she looks up, i see this desperate look in her eyes.

that is when i stop her.

"whats the matter?" she whispers, bottom lip trembling. she tries to pull me back down and kiss me, but i push her, perhaps too roughly, and she stumbles back. "what's wrong with you?" i ask, and i cant help the disgust that leeks into my voice.

     in a defeated sort of way, she slumps down on the bed, suddenly bursting into tears. "i just feel like i'm going to lose you, ben. i dont want to break up! i love you!"

at the last bit i reel back, horrified. did she really think that this would ever be more than a fling? apparently so. i needed to get out of here. fast. 

      "dont you love me too?"  she asked pitifully, looking up at me with tear filled eyes. "get a grip, woman. this was never anything real. we're over."  i say flatly, not in the mood for this shit. "what?!" she cries, fresh tears sliding down her cheeks. with that, i walked out of that door and out of her life, her sobs echoing darkly in my ears.

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[Asher's POv]

well, today was certainly... interesting. and by interesting, i mean completely and toatlly soul crushing. Ben and I will never be together, that much is obvious to me. but reall, God? do you really have to rub it in my face like that? 

fuck this shit. imma go take a bubble bath. 

i fill my parents' large jaccuzi tub to the brim with bubbles and hot, sweet smelling water. i climb in, savoring the feeling. i shave my legs, making sure to get every last hair. i soap up every inch of my body, washing and scrubbing until im sure my skin reflects like ia mirror; then, i shampoos and condition my hair. and once thats done.. i just lounge in the tub, waiting for the water to get cold. then, surprisingly, i get a text from James.

hey

immediately, i text back.

hey yourself ;)

his reply comes a second later, almost like he's waiting by the phone. the thought makes me smile.

what you doin?

taking a bubble bath, wanna join me? ;)

that was probably the boldest thing that i've ever done. but a second later, when his text comes, i know that it was so totally worth it.

i'll be there in ten minutes.

ecstatic, i drain the bath and fill it back up again with hotter water and more bubbles. i brush my hair away from my face sexily and climb back in. i text James, telling him that the door is open. i lay back in the hot water, cloing my eyes and waiting. 

he doesnt take long.

soo, he strides through the bathroom door, already naked, much to my surprise. he is a glorious sight, i must admit, and i feel myself growing warm for him.

"that was fast." i smirk, watching him climb into the giant tub, spashing water up as he did so. his legs brush mine, sending tingles down my spine. "what've you been doing all day?" i ask casually, almost gasping when i feel his hand creep up my leg. he scoots over to my side of the tub, his fingers coming to rest on my upper thigh. 

"aching to touch you."  he breathes sensually into my ear. suddenly, his mouth is on my neck, kissing it ravenously. "oh." i gasp/moan breathlessly. i feel his fingers go higher, brushing my soft lips. i spread my legs willingly, giving him full access. he pulls away from my neck, and i see him smirk at my reaction. he scoots closer until he's right up against me.

he parts me gently, putting his fingers inside. i gasp, moaning helplessly as he inserts another and begins to move them, in and out until i'm on the brink of release.

but then he pulls his fingers away, leaving me sputtering. James gets out of the tub without a word, expecting me to follow him. i do, and he wraps me in a big fluffy towel and begins to dry meoff, touching and rubbing me as he does so. 

once i am dry, i take the towel to him and begin repaying the favor. he moans lightly, grinding onto me. i grasp him in my hand, pumping him slowly/ he moans again, louder this time, the raspy sound filling my ears. i reach down with my free hand and strok his sac lightly. he takes a sharp breath in, giving me the impression that he's enjoying what im giving him. 

when i feel him tense and i know that he is about to come, i pull away. "fucking tease." he growls, pulling us down on my tiny bed. he climbed on top of me, kissing and sucking on my neck. i moaned, clawing at his back.

oh god, he was going to make me come before we even started. could ben make me feel this way? a large part of me wanted to find out, while another, smaller part screamed that this moemt was meant for James, and James alone. It wasnt right for thoughts of ben to invade my mind like that?

how dare he?

to make up for my temporary treachary, i throw myself back into the moment. "james," i beg, as he kisses teasingly down my stomach. "just fuck me already."

he stops, pausing to look up at me. he's grinning like a loon, and there's a wicked look in his eyes. "what if i say no?" 

jesus, if he stopped now i'd surely explode. "then i'd be liable to kick your ass." i laugh, joking. he chuckles, climbing back up the bed and kissing my lips. i open my moth for him, and he seizes the oppurtunity, flicking his tongue in synce with mine.

mmm... pure ecstacy.

and finally, the moment that i was aching for, comes. he positions himself over me, sliding between my legs with ease. i wrap my legs around him as he enters me, urging him to go deeper. he moaned, the sound driving me near madness.  gradually, his pace became faster and faster until he was pounding into me. "James." i panted, scratching my nails across his back, desperately close to release.

not even a moment later, my orgasam shredded through me, leaving me shaking. he tensed, and i felt a sudden warmth inside of me as he came. he groaned, pulling out and collapsing beside me.

he pulled me to his chest,and im not sure how long i lay there, listening to his heart beat. time seemed to stand still. 

James is... hands down, the best sex that i've ever had, and i was nowhere close to wanting to give him up. maybe this had started as a way to get over Ben, and call me crazy, but now it felt like more. almost like something real. 

eventually, i was lulled to sleep by the rythmic beat of his heart, cuddled deep into James' arms.

hours later,i woke up to an empty bed. it seems like he'd gone in the middle of the night, leaving only rumpled sheets as proof that he had, in fact, been here. dissapointment settled into my gut. of course he didnt stay. it's not like we're together, or anything. so why was i so upset?

grumpily, i trudged out of bed and into the bathroom. i cleaned the evidence of him from between my legs, also doing my hair and makeup. after, i get dressed in a tight black camisole, shredded short shorts, and black converse. 

on my way out, i grab a poptart and lock the house up. i get in my vintage green truck and dive, not really sure where im headed. i just know that i need to leave before i start to cry. "keep your shit together." i say to myself, voice shaking. 

god, i am such a fucking loser. why am i so torn up about this? he's just... one of those guys. i need to keep it together. deep breath in, deep breath out. im going to be fine. it's not a big deal. 

i. will. be. fine.

i just really need to get wasted right now. so i change my course and i go to Danny's, knowing that he'll have what i need.