"... And here's Jeffrey in his Freshman year, gorgeous isn't he?" My mother cooed.

Later in the night, after dinner, the weather outside had turned from clear skies to heavy, thunder-filled clouds. The wind was howling and lightning was flickering like mad. Mum then decided it would amazing to have a fun-filled night in... by bring out every single photo she had of me from my upbringing. She had them sprawled out all over the lounge room coffee table and Mel was sitting next to me, loving every minute looking of it. Every now and then she'd pick up a baby photo of me, turn to me and say, 'look at you, you're so little!'. It was a very embarrassing night, and of course, Tim had the best time teasing me about my bowl cut I used to have.

"Even though his grades weren't the best," my mother eyed me, "he was still a very good boy deep down."

"Hey, at least I finished high school," I argued, "I obviously nailed that shit."

I received another disapproving look from Mum.

"After Jeffrey's father and I divorced I took my two boys and we moved from Florida, back to this house we sit in now. Yes, I am proud of you that you stuck school out to the end. I can't be too hard on you, I know it was difficult, bunny, especially when I remarried and had Tim."

I chose to ignore most of what mum said and only responded to Tim's part. I scoffed saying, "Yeah Joe and I used to torment the shit out of Tim when he was young."

"And I'll- never be the- same!" Tim said pretending he had a severe twitch and facial deformity. 

"Joe? You didn't tell me you had another brother!" Mel said whacking me on my arm.

"Eh, never came up. He's not that exciting." I laughed.

"Jeffrey! You know he's coming up in a few days again. I told him Melanie would be visiting." Mum replied, taking a sip from her cup of tea.

"Oh yippee, why don't we just have a whole family reunion while we're at it."

"That's enough out of you," Mum eyed me once again, "alright, I'll be back. The blueberry crumble is nearly ready!" My mother leapt from the couch and hurried into the kitchen, with Tim following behind her.

"I want the biggest piece!" He screeched.

The house had been filling with the sweet, blueberry pasty scent; a scent that sent me straight back to my childhood.

"So where's your stepdad tonight?" Mel asked.

"He travels for his work. I don't really want to talk about him." I mumbled.

I didn't have anything much against 'Greg'; I just didn't like him because he tried so hard to become my new dad when he married my Mum. I had this deep conspiracy theory that he was the reason my parents split in the first place. I was born in Lafayette, and my real dad had a job offer in Florida when I exited the womb, so we moved there until I was 8. Greg came onto the scene a few months before my parents split; he was some mutual friend of one of dad's workmates. In reality, I guess my parents had their differences, but it was nice to put all the blame on Greg.

"Okay, sorry. In other news, this is so much fun." Mel beamed, holding up another embarrassing photo from my youth.

"Shut up." I laughed, swatting at the photo.

Mel looked down at the rest of the photo collection, and a section of hair curtained the side of her face. With my fingers, I delicately tucked the hair behind her ear. I couldn't resist my urges and I brought my mouth to her ear.

"I'm going to ravish you tonight," I growled.

Immediately, Mel looked at me with wide eyes and blushed feverishly. I gripped onto her leg closest to me and started to trail my fingers up her inner thigh, getting closer to her sensitive area. She took a sharp breath in, and I noticed my mother re-enter behind Mel.

"Mum's crumble is the best, get your tastebuds ready," I smirked as I whipped my hand off her and moved it to the back of her shoulders.

Mel had to try her best to compose herself and pretend like I hadn't just got her all excited.

"Smells great!" Mel replied giving me a look as if to say 'screw you'. It was hilarious.  

We spent the next hour or so talking shit and having... honestly one of the most enjoyable evenings I'd ever had. It was around 11:30 pm, Tim had gone to bed and the storm outside was still raging. 

"Well, I suppose I better turn in. I've booked a hotel not far from here." Mel said looking at her wristwatch.

To be honest I was a little offended Mel didn't assume she would be staying at home with me. Mum's feeling was mutual.

"Don't be ridiculous, you'll stay here! Plus it's so stormy outside! I've made up the guest room for you."

"Oh, are you sure? I don't want to impose."

At that point, I didn't care about displaying my affection in front of Mum, as I brought Mel close to me and kissed her on the temple.

"You're not imposing. What makes you think I'd want to spend more time apart from you?"

"Follow me," Mum rose from her chair and held her hand out for Mel, "I'll take you to your room. Jeffrey, go and get Melanie's bags from her car like a good boy."

***

My mother was quite religious, and while Melanie was showering and getting ready for bed, Mum gave me a talking to me.

"I don't want any hanky-panky under this roof," she said pointing her finger at me while I sat on the edge of my bed, "Lord knows what you do back in Los Angeles, but while you're in my house, it's my rules. I know you haven't seen each other in months, and you can talk to each other before you retire for the night, but no sinful business!"

"Mum... I'm 28."

"I know."

"And you know Mel miscarried, right?"

"Yes, she told me and I was sorry to hear it. Like I said, I have a fair idea on what you get up to over in L.A, but please, not in my house."

I stood up and wrapped my arms around her.

"Of course, Mum."

It was just easier to agree with her rather than being a smartarse. I had put her through hell in the past few months, and I didn't want to be more of a burden. We were interrupted by a light tapping at my door, and Mel stuck her head around the corner. Her hair was damp and she was in a cute blue set of pyjamas; a short-sleeved button-up shirt and a floppy pair of shorts. Mel could honestly wear a potato sack for clothes and she would still look sexy as fuck.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"No, no you're right, honey. I'll leave you kids to it. Goodnight." My mother kissed me on the cheek, and on her way out she gave Mel a cheek kiss too.

"I really like your mum," Mel said quietly with a smile.

"She really likes you."

I made my way over to Mel, planning to wrap my arms around her and take her right in the middle of my room, but she dodged me.

"Holy shit... Izzy Stradlin's childhood bedroom... cute." She smirked at me.

Mel made her way around my room, taking in all the details. I still had all of my old posters of the Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin plastered all over my walls from when I was a teenager. I had notepaper thrown everywhere, with segments of lyrics and music written on them, my acoustic guitar was in one corner, and there were old school books stacked on my study desk. The lightning and thunder outside was still going nonstop, in fact, it was flickering so much outside it could have easily lit up my room.

I simply couldn't contain myself any longer; just watching her look around my room... and simply existing, was driving me crazy. I made my way over to my room's light switch, turned it off and headed straight for Mel. I pushed her onto my bed without warning and started untying her pyjama shorts.

"What are you doing?" Mel asked laughing quietly.

I didn't reply; I just continued to roll her shorts off her and leaned in to start kissing her stomach. I heard her breathe a sharp breath in once I pushed her shirt up and my lips made contact with her skin. I started to move my mouth further down her body eventually reaching her undies. I grabbed her by the hips pulling her down the bed so both of her legs were hanging off the bed. Again, without warning, I yanked down her undies and instantly Mel lifted her legs in the air so she could finish pulling them completely off for me. She brought them back down and I put my hands on her inner thighs, pushed her legs apart and pressed my mouth to her slit. Mel let out a loud moan and I lifted my head smirking at her.

"You better be quiet," I whispered.

As I'm sure you could tell, I was doing the exact opposite of what my mother asked of me. But, I wasn't religious and didn't care. My biological urges were too strong for me to function. I could see her bite her lip and I dived back down, planning to absolutely devour her. I pushed my tongue over her clit, beginning to get a rhythm up. I gripped one thigh with one hand and began to walk the other up to her core. Mel was trying her best to stifle her moans as I started to suck and push my face in deeper. Her hands started to run through my hair and I felt her press my face down into her. I gently traced my free hand along her entrance, quickly licked one finger and eased it into her. Mel arched her back and I tilted my head up to read her expression. Her eyes were shut tightly and her mouth was slightly open; it was hot. I couldn't help but smile as I began to pump my finger into her, and soon I pushed in another.

"Oh, fuck." Mel breathed and she pressed my head back down to her hot, wet region.

I swirled my tongue up and down and continued to pump my fingers, now picking up the pace. Just as her back arched and I felt her begin to tense up, I removed my mouth and slowly released my fingers. Trying not to waste any time, I pulled my tee-shirt off and began to unbutton my jeans. Mel wriggled to the other end of the bed, taking off her shirt and I had finished shaking my feet out of my pants. I crawled on top of her, wiped my mouth and crashed my lips to hers. I felt her hands trace up the sides of my torso, tickling me, and she curled her arms under my arms and gripped onto my shoulders. Mel spread her legs, letting me nestle between them and she moaned into my mouth. 

"Fuck me." She gasped.

It was safe to say that got me fully ramped up so I reached down, lined my member up and eased it into her. I had a paranoid thought flicker through my mind; since it had been so long since we'd slept together, I panicked thinking I'd blow in under 10 seconds and ruin it.

Don't blow it. Don't!

I tried my best to not overthink anything. Everything felt so amazing I even couldn't restrain the soft moans coming out of my mouth. Mel brought my face back to hers, our lips locking, and I began thrusting deep into her. As I started thrusting harder and faster, I felt Mel bring her legs up and she wrapped them tightly around my waist. I moved one hand under her neck and brought the other to the side of our bodies for more support. To get some air I tore my mouth from hers, and buried it into the side of her neck, biting at her skin softly.  With every aggressive push I could feel her tense up around me and she began to moan and breathe louder and louder. Hearing her make those noises were such a turn on I wanted the whole neighbourhood to hear us going at it. The feeling of me inside of her felt so natural, and I had no idea how I had lasted so long being apart from her. Soon I could feel my entire body start to tingle and the build-up got so intense I could barely see. My mind went blank and the release hit me like a wave crashing down on me. I pushed into her one final time before I groaned and collapsed onto her body. We were both panting in unison and I could feel her tremble underneath me. She was gripping onto me so strongly that her nails were digging into my skin – I hadn't even noticed until after we had finished.

"Fuck I've missed you," Mel panted, nestling her mouth into my neck.

I slowly eased myself from her core and rolled off her so I could lie on my back and take in everything that had just happened. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and rested my arm over my eyes.

"I've fucking miss you too. So much." I breathed, now with a sudden urge to feel her skin on mine again.

I pulled her close to me and she rested her head on my chest and brought one leg over my body. I felt so relaxed for the first time in months and at the same time, so vulnerable. I removed my arm from my eyes and propped myself up slightly so I could look at her.

"I love you," I mumbled, finding her chin so I could make her eyes meet mine.

As the lightening stuck on and off outside, my eyes adjusted and I could finally see her face. She looked so beautiful with her softly messed up hair and flushed skin. Her eyes were burning into mine as she gasped trying to get her breath back.

"That's nice."

I was dumbfounded.

"... What?"

She started to giggle.

"I think I've found my way to not let you off the hook so quickly. This can be part of your punishment - I'm not going to say I love you back until you've made everything up to me after our shit period."

Naturally, my smartarse thoughts kicked in.

"Please tell me the rest of my punishment is going to be you totally dominatrix-ing me," I smirked, trying to hold back my laughter.

Mel just rolled her eyes.

"You're an idiot." She smiled.

"Fun fact, I knew this chick not long ago who was a full-on dominatrix. She made so much money it was not even funny."

Mel blinked at me.

"I feel like there are so many stories from your sordid past that you're not telling me."

"Don't worry, when I'm no longer embarrassed to tell them to you I will. Let me be version 2.0 Izzy first... starting with round two." I lowered my eyelids, attempting to be sexy.

I pushed Mel off me making her lie on her back, as I made my way down her body, kissing her soft skin along the way. I climbed on top of her and once my mouth reached her belly button, I pushed her legs apart once again. Mel intertwined her fingers in my hair and I hungrily dived back down.

No way would we be getting any sleep tonight...

~

Hey guys, hope you all enjoyed :)

In the photo attached, I was doing some harmless Izzy stalking the other day and found on Google images all of these photos of him as a kid at school and stuff!

Do you guys have any ideas for what Melanie and Izzy's future is going to be like? Is there anything you'd like to happen? Let me know ;) xx