He Found Her On Friday The 13th. A Friday the 13th fanfiction.

Friction

By this point Amy, or Jenny has been missing for a little over two months.

July is now coming to an end. Tommy and Adam still can't find her. Even with all they've done. Even getting the police involved. But still No Amy, no jeep .. Nothing.

But they havent given up. ..
Jenny still can't remember anything.

Warnings: Jenny & Jason do more than just kiss in this chapter. They've constantly been together for two months now and welp.......

(July 28th)

Jason had started sleeping with Jenny every night since there first kiss. She enjoyed the feeling of his arms around her- Jason made Jenny feel safe.

She still couldnt remember anything about her past, but she grew to be okay with it, having Jason in her present and hopfully her future.

Tommy and Adam had searched frantically around the old family cabin, completely passing up Crystal Cove and the woods around Crystal Lake.

Tommy had started to fear the worsed when Adam got an idea as the two men looked over a map.

"Tom, what if she never made it here? What if she stopped off someplace?" Tommy blinked turning the map. "What about here- Crystal Cove?" He asked his friend. "Maybe she needed gas or-Or had some kind of trouble with her jeep so she had to stop off. We could always ask the people in town." Tommy smiled, maybe Adam was right and his sister was somewhere in town.

Jenny hummed shifting on the bed. Jason was already awake, just watching her sleep. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to feel her, but he also had no idea what he was doing.

"Morning Jason." She muttered, snuggling closer to the man. Jason smiled. "Morning."

Jenny bit her lip, the way they were laying was different than any other time. One of Jasons legs was situated inbetween her legs and every time she moved she felt a nice friction.

Jason could feel her body shake, even if he didn't understand why. He took it as she was cold, so he moved to reach a blanket, but that movement olny made the friction harder and faster. Jenny moaned so low it was a wonder Jason even heard it, but he did. He paused, hand outstreach for the old blue blanket.

Jenny gulped with her eyes closed. He liked that sound and the look that was on her face.

Jason decided to test it and he moved again, this time putting more force on her. She cried out that time, digging her hands onto the quilt under them.

"Jason, move again." She encouraged, but Jason only tilted his head. "Jason!"

He growned hearing her beg. "Please-Please Jason." She whimpered doing her best to pull him closer. He moved again slower than any other time. He had never heard such a needy sound leave anyone before.

"Jenny?" Jason asked in a deeper tone than his normal speaking voice. His arms were around her, like iron grips on her shaking body. Her eyes snapped open hearing her name, her heart was racing as she stared into his eyes.

They didn't have to say a word, they just started-Understanding that it was what they had both been wanting- It was what they both needed.

Jason shifted them, he was over her, careful not to hurt her, still completely unknowing about sex. But he knew he wanted it and he wanted it with his Jenny.

She smiled up at him, taking his hand in hers, she moved it to her heaving chest. Jason gulped looking down at her. "It's okay Jason." She whisperer, feeling his other hand move to her hip. He groaned, moving to kiss her lips as he ripped at the shirt in his way.