Title: What Happens In First Class, Stays In First Class

Rating: Mature (But not explicit)

Warnings: Suggestive material

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"Believe me, Heather. The only woman I want to look at is you."

Heather felt shivers down her spine. This is exactly what he wants!

She glanced at Alejandro, who was sitting in the row across from her. When he noticed her looking, he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

She glared. I invited him to first class! Of course he takes advantage of this opportunity! She turned around to look out the window.

She heard him chuckle softly and she held her breath. Fuck, that was so hot. Next thing she knew, he was in the seat right next to her.

"Heather."

Her breath caught in her throat when she heard her name slip past his lips. She desperately wanted him to say it again.

"Heather?" He granted her silent wish. But another part of her absolutely couldn't stand the way he said her name. He did this to every other girl.

"WHAT?!" She suddenly burst out and spun around angrily.

He looked taken aback, then quickly regained his composure. "Thanks for inviting me up here with you."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she muttered, trying to focus on anything else.

"Seriously. It's an honor to be in first with the best Total Drama contestant."

She gritted her teeth. Just ignore it, and it'll go away. He sighed. "I can't help but feel like...like there's this barrier between us. I've made friends with every other contestant except for you." Heather's eye twitched. "Please, would you let me know what I did to deserve this treatment, señorita?"

"Ok," she crossed her arms. "First of all, you can quit with the 'I'm so innocent' act. I know what you did to everyone and you know perfectly well that I do. I thought I made that pretty clear to you after the Amazon challenge. Need a refresher?" She asked sarcastically.

He laughed. "No, I don't believe that would be necessary. I'm not an airhead like Lindsay."

"You're right. You aren't. And neither am I. So why don't you just give it up? As long as I'm here, no one else is going to win."

His lips curled into a dark smirk. "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Heather." She shuddered at the emphasis on her name.

Unfortunately for her, Alejandro noticed. I finally found her weak spot, he thought. "You like when I say your name, don't you, Heather?"

"N-no!" Her cheeks were flushed.

"Don't lie. I know you want me. Everyone wants me. And pretty soon, even you won't be able to fight it anymore."

Oh, that is so it!

She took her hand and roughly pushed him back against the seat before sitting on top of him, straddling his waist. She glared at him. "Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?"

Alejandro's eyes went wide and his face turned a very dark shade of red. He felt heat rush to his core. It spread like wildfire. He swallowed hard and looked her in the eyes. They were a dark silver-grey. He noticed that all her makeup was gone after a long day of challenges. She looked even better without it. He absentmindedly reached his hand out to tuck a strand of raven black hair behind her ear.

Heather's glare turned soft and she took a shaky breath in when she felt his fingers delicately brush against her skin. She slowly leaned closer to him, completely hypnotized by his emerald green eyes.

Alejandro's heart jumpstarted as their lips got closer and closer. What is wrong with me?! I should be the one taking control here! He had never, in his entire life, felt this weak around a woman.

Without a second thought, Heather grabbed the sides of his face and crashed her lips onto his, slowly but firmly. He immediately kissed her back, snaking his hands around her waist.

She tilted her head and deepened the kiss. Alejandro slid his tongue in her mouth and she eagerly reciprocated the movement.

Heather slowly ran her hands down his muscled arms, enjoying the feel of them. At this point, she didn't care that he was playing her. She just wanted this. So badly. In fact, she had never wanted something so badly in her life.

She gave him lust filled kisses down his jawline and neck. "H-Heather..." He shuddered. He wasn't even overreacting. She was already making him lose his mind and they had barely done anything yet.

She started playing with the collar of his shirt and he lost his patience. "J-Just take it off already," he growled in desperation. Heather helped him slide his red jacket off and then his undershirt before wildly kissing him and running her hands all over his chest and abdomen.

Without any warning, he grabbed her hips and flipped them over. He kissed and sucked on her neck until it left red marks. "Ah-Ahhh..." she moaned ever so lightly. He relentlessly kissed her collarbone before placing his lips back on hers' again.

They made out until they could no longer breathe. Alejandro slowly pulled away, never taking his eyes off of her. His hand made its way from her arm to her shoulder. He rubbed it in circles with his thumb. It was then that he decided he wouldn't deny his feelings for her anymore. At least not to himself. As if he'd ever do that in front of everyone. Maybe after the game, he thought.

Heather admired his almost perfect facial features, running her thumb over his strong cheekbones. She bit her lip and looked up at him shyly. Alejandro blinked. He had never seen her make that kind of expression before. "So, uh..." she looked off to the side. "I've never...um..."

He raised an eyebrow, then it hit him. Oh. "Heather...we don't have to do anything."

"No! I-I want to. I just...I want to see what it feels like. ...With you." He wanted nothing than to confess his love to her right then and there. "I mean, you're obviously super good, right? All the other girls on the show know."

Alejandro gave her a look of disbelief. "What?! I can't believe you'd think so lowly of me!"

"Is that supposed to be sarcasm?" She laughed. "Because if I remember correctly, you went after Bridgette, LeShawna, Lindsay, and Courtney."

"And I didn't hook up with any of them," he answered genuinely. "Why would I do that when it's only for the game?"

Heather gasped. "W-Wait, what-"

"I mean...why would I do that when it's only for the game and they practically all already have boyfriends."

"Courtney was single."

"Yeah, but she's still into Duncan."

"LeShawna and Harold aren't together."

"But Harold really likes her. I couldn't go that far. I have my limits."

"Oh? So you decided you have none with me because everybody hates me on the show and you wouldn't feel as bad?" She glared, pushing him off of her. "I'm done. Go fuck someone else."

"Heather...wait!"

"What?!"

He took a deep breath in and let it out before speaking again. "You drive me crazy! Completely insane!" He admitted. "And you've been doing that for a while now. It's killing me and I hate it! But I want you. I want you so fucking badly. When I look at you, I forget about every other girl that's ever existed! And god, you're so sexy! It makes me mad because I'm the one who's always been sexy! I'm the one everyone always wants! I've never wanted anyone as much as I've wanted you. And...and it's not just that." He hesitated before going on. "You're so gorgeous and smart and know exactly what you want. And the fact that you can see right though me turns me on."

Heather was speechless. No guy, or anyone, for that matter, had ever said anything that nice to her before. She blushed. "I-I bet you called Courtney and LeShawna and-"

"I don't wanna hear one more word about those women," he interrupted. "I've already had to pay enough attention to them as it was. They're not my type."

"And...I am?"

He paused. "Y-yeah. You know," he laughed. "I was planning on telling you after this whole show was over, whenever we were at the Playa de losers, but it came out now."

She smirked. "You were gonna wait until you won the money?"

"I mean...yeah."

"As if! I'm winning! I've been on this stupid TV Snow WAY too long to quit now!"

"I know you have, mi amor," he smiled. "When I win, I'll split the money with you."

"Pfft! Don't lie! And you're NOT going to win!"

Alejandro noticed she didn't say anything about him calling her his love. Now feeling more confident, he kissed her again, which silenced her. Whenever they pulled away, he looked at her with a half-lidded gaze. "Why don't we just forget about the money? Only temporarily. And once we're done here, we can strategize."

Heather blinked, then nodded. "Fine. But what happens here, stays here. No one's going to know that we hooked up, alright? We already have people betting on us. So don't tell anyone."

He smirked. "Maybe I will, Maybe I won't."

"Alejandro!" She lightly smacked him in the arm.

"I'm kidding!" He chuckled.

She sighed. "Seriously. This is a big moment for me. Ugh, I can't believe I'm really trusting you. I don't want anyone to know that either! Right after tonight, the trust is over!"

He tried to hide his disappointment. "Deal. But before we do this, are you sure?"

"Yes! I mean, losing my virginity in a plane isn't exactly ideal, but it'll have to do." She bit her lip, gently squeezing his muscular arms.

He laughed with a small smile. He absolutely loved how Heather let her guard down with him. He felt like he was seeing a glimpse of the real her. One that had been hidden away for so long, and the one that he wanted to get to know. But he knew that would have to wait until they were done with the game. After this, we go back to hating each other.

Heather smiled up at him. "God, your smile is so beautiful," he whispered.

"Thanks," she said quietly, cheeks turning pink. She couldn't believe she was about to give herself to him like this. For all she knew, he could still be lying. But it didn't seem like it now. He would have to be a monster to make up all these sick lies. After this, we go back to hating each other.

That was going to be hard, but they were both very good actors.