• PG 17 and a half and 4 more months... and 3 weeks... and 29 days... •

The next day, Adam and Fiona walked into the DanceDec together, hand in hand. She had just gotten off the bus as Adam came running up behind her. He had missed his bus again, but at least now she knew why. Even though she couldn't see them, she was sure he was sporting some new bruises underneath his shirt today.

"Don't think about it," Adam had murmured against her ear, after seeing her worried expression. He softly kissed her cheek, as if to help remove any pain. It didn't work; Her heart was burning and her eyes stung. Was there really nothing that could be done?

The next moment, her thoughts were pushed from her head as they walked into the foyer and were met by a cheer from the usual group of friends. Rani, Kalo and Dimitri were all sitting with some of the other guys, some already doing homework, while others were stretching out. As if nothing was wrong, Adam's lips perked up and turned into an instant grin at the sight of of them. "Hey, guys!"

All of them greeted them back with a shout and a wave, but then Rani all of a sudden cleared her throat and held up her hand, as if in class.

"Sooo... are we like, supposed to keep ignoring this or what?" She grinned and pointed between the two of them and their joined hands. Fiona immediately widened her eyes, not even having realized they were still intimately holding hands, fingers braided. Oh, God.

"Ah, shit," Adam cursed under his breath, his eyes turning to Kalo.

"I didn't tell them anything!" Kalo swore, to which Adam snorted. "You haven't exactly been subtle, guys."

Okay, she had a point, Fiona silently thought. But was she ready to go public with it? Were they?

"So, are you together or what?" Rani pressed on, still grinning ear to ear. Fiona felt her face turn red as Adam let out a little groan, but accompanied it with a little smile. "We're gonna find out either way soon enough, so just tell us!"

"Curious fuckers," Adam whispered, but then carefully looked down at Fiona, raising a little brow. Asking for permission.

She guessed there was no hiding it any longer...

– And that's why she gave a timid nod back. There went all or nothing.

"You caught us," Adam confessed with a sly grin when everyone jumped up with a howl and loud cheering. "Christ. Here we go."

"Congrats, gringo!" Kalo cheered and slung her arms around him, rubbing his hair. "They grow up so fast!"

"– I'm older than you."

"But not hotter," She patted his cheek, to which he rolled his eyes and chuckled. Then, turning towards Fiona, he took her hand again.

"Alright, we're gonna change and go dance now, if you all are done with the interrogation," He voiced, a disappointed, but theatrical 'aww' coming from all of them.

"You know we're gonna have to steal Fiona later for some girl talk," Kalo called after them as he begun tucking her away from all the attention. "Just to prepare her for all your STDs and what to do in case she chokes on that tiny—"

"Puta!" He yelled over his shoulder, but then broke into laughter when he got a very long, very heated Spanish reply back. It probably wasn't compliments.

Fiona couldn't help but grin ever so slightly, but her stomach was still bothering her. She was starting to think it would never go away. Maybe she was getting an ulcer simply from worrying.

"I don't have any STDs, by the way, just to be clear," He voiced, just as they came to the girl's bathroom. He opened the door for her and let her step in first.

Fiona rolled her eyes, but then shook her head. "I figured as much."

"And it's not tiny either," He whispered in her ear, leaning down behind her to peck her cheek. "In case you didn't know that either."

Well... technically she didn't, but then again, he had brushed up against her enough times for her to be moderately sure it wasn't. "I figured that as well."

"Good," He grinned, then smacked her ass. "I'm gonna go change then. I'll grab the corner booth."

"I'm just gonna..." She pointed to the first stall, the one furthest away from the one he had claimed. "Use..."

"See you in a sec, baby."

Normally she would be self conscious about peeing in public bathrooms, especially with the boy she liked just a few very short and sound feet away, but the music was booming so loud from the other rooms, she almost couldn't hear him humming to himself in the other end.

And since she had forgotten to use the bathroom before she went on the bus, it was either now or five hours from now.

So, stepping into the first booth, she listened to Adam hum along to the music playing through the wall while doing her business. It was when she came to the... end part, a gasp flew from her lips. "Oh, my God."

"What's up?" She heard Adam finish up and come out of the last booth. Meanwhile, Fiona felt her face redden. "Fiona?"

She looked down into the toilet bowl and felt her heart begin to race. The last time was... three months ago... and now it decided to show up? "Uhm... It's nothing. I just..."

She heard Adam shift on his feet, then step a little closer. "What's wrong, Fee?"

"Nothing!" She fussed, trying to think of a solution. No tampons and no complementary pads... and paper was not an option here.

She heard Adam go silent for a moment, but then heard the door open and close to the bathroom. She thought for a brief second someone had come in, but it was after a second more she realized... he had left?

Blowing out a breath, she palmed her face and tried to think now that she could focus.

She hadn't packed any tampons because it hadn't shown up the last two times. She thought... she thought that maybe... because of her eating habits...

The door abruptly opened again, and this time she heard a distinctively lighter pair of feet come in. "What's up, girl?"

It was Kalo. Fiona almost let go of a cry.

"It's... it's nothing," She whispered, but she wasn't so embarrassed any longer. Only a little. "I just... I got my... period."

"Oh! Damn, you had us worried there for a moment. Do you need a pad or a tampon?"

Just like that; No questions asked. Kalo was increasingly becoming her favorite person at the Dec.

"Tampon, please," She mumbled, and a short second later, Fiona heard the sound of a small pouch opening. Some rustling later and then a hand suddenly appeared below the rim of the stall.

"Here you go. Man, I hate when that happens and you're unprepared. Mother fucking nature sneaking up on you like the bitch she is."

Fiona awkwardly took the tampon, but felt how much she suddenly felt like crying. Oh. Maybe that explained the stomach pains, too. "Yeah. Thank you."

"Don't mention it! I'll wait outside. Adam seriously thought you crapped yourself or some shit," She laughed, before the door then opened. "Seriously, good luck with him."

Fiona laughed nervously, but then palmed her face.

Lord.

Walking out of the bathroom a few minutes later, she walked towards their studio where Kalo told she had sent Adam off to when he wouldn't stop asking questions. Fiona timidly walked in, now suddenly aware of the ache in her lower abdomen and the heavy sensation that followed. Today was going to be great, wasn't it?

The second she came inside, Adam spun around, standing by the stereo, and hurriedly came towards her. "Fiona. Is everything okay? You didn't..."

Didn't what? "What?" She frowned, confused.

He clenched his jaw a little, but then sighed. "Throw up."

Oh. Oh! That's why he had panicked?

"No," She replied, seeing him give her a thorough stare, perhaps checking if she was lying. "I promise. It wasn't that..."

"Then what's wrong? You got me worried," He said, cupping her cheek. "Please, Fee."

Fiona blushed a little. He was really forcing her to say it, wasn't he? He wasn't going to let it go. "Nothing is wrong. I just... got my.... per...iod," She mumbled, looking away and at the floor.

Adam froze for a moment, but then gripped her chin and turned her eyes back to his. When she looked up, she was surprised to see a grin rising on his lips.

"You got your period?" He said, looking almost... excited? What? "Fee, are you telling me..."

"I know, so gross, but you wouldn't let up!" She huffed out, rolling her eyes when he started chuckling. "Asshole."

"You got your period," He repeated, and before she could react, he leaned down and planted a hard kiss on her lips. One that left her momentarily breathless. Whoa. What again?

When he pulled back, Fiona looked at him as he cupped her face happily and couldn't stop grinning. "Okay, you're acting really weird. Stop that. You do know what period means, right?"

"It means you're so fucking healthy, Fee," He said and suddenly hugged her to his body. "Fuck yeah, I know what it means."

Fiona let his words settle, and that's when she felt a soft blush and another kind of ache happen in her body. A little higher, just around her chest. He had been worried about her...

"Yeah, I got it," She whispered, laughing nervously. "But it's been a while. That's why..."

"And that explains the 'oh, my god'," He chuckled, brushing her cheek with his thumb.

Fiona blushed a little again. "I just wasn't prepared..."

"But you're all good now?"

She nodded, reassuringly. "Yeah."

"Do you have any cramps...?"

"A little, but nothing I can't dance through."

"Are you sure?" He asked, looking sincerely at her. "Because we can take a day off and just relax."

"No, I'm good," She promised, smiling up at him when he assessed her words. "Come on. Just teach me something."

He looked at her for a long moment, but then sighed and nodded. "Alright. Just one thing first, though."

"What?"

He jerked her chin up, and without another word, pressed his lips against hers. Fiona stumbled a step back and let out a small squeak, but quickly caught onto his shoulders as he leaned down and kissed her thoroughly.

Looping her arms around his neck, she couldn't help but laugh against his lips when he hummed and pushed her up against the wall, pecking her lips with happy little kisses. He chuckled back, but then brushed her cheek and dipped down low.

His tongue grazed hers, and just like that, Fiona felt her mood change. She felt his hands slide down and grasp her ass, giving it a good clench, before he lifted her off the floor. She quickly cinched her legs around his hips and then felt as he kissed her deeply while keeping her in his arms.

Despite the fact that her mind was all in a scramble and her body ached, Fiona could feel a different kind of feeling suddenly taking a hold of her body. It was hot, sweaty and almost made her heart pound harder than the spot between her legs. Rubbing herself against Adam was only a mild cure that did little to satisfy her. She wanted... needed more.

But it was right about then, Adam kissed her a last time and then slowly lowered her to the floor. Both of them were panting and feeling hot, but Adam, as always, had come to his stupid senses.

"We should... get started on your routine," He breathed against her lips while quickly licking his own. "Needa practice."

Just like that? He expected her to just go along with it after he kissed her like that? Nuh-uh. He wasn't playing fair. "Can't we dance something else today?"

Adam lifted a little brow. "What do you wanna dance?"

Fiona hummed to herself, but the choice was obvious. "I wanna dance reggaeton."

Adam chuckled lowly and leaned down to peck a lips to her cheeks when she pressed her body closer against his. "I don't think you wanna dance reggaeton, baby."

"No?"

"No," He grinned, letting his eyes drop low to where she had slowly started to grind against him. "I think you're trying to push up on me."

"You have a dirty mind," Fiona declared, but of course he was right. She didn't want to dance reggaeton. She didn't even want to dance. God, out of all days, today was the day her period decided to show up.

"And you've got filthy ways, baby," Adam chuckled when her hand bravely crept down to his crotch. "Fiona..."

"You promised I could do it some other time," She argued with almost a whine to her voice. It just wasn't fair, though; she was so horny and she really honestly felt like she wanted to, and here he was, being the perfect gentleman. She didn't want to come off as a horny bitch all the time, but had he met himself? Because he was a hard guy to resist, especially when his lips were quirked sexily like they were now.

"And you think now is a good time?" He teased when she couldn't keep her hands off of him.

"Yes." Period or not, she wanted to do something for him today. Not just because he always supported her and cared about her, but because she really wanted to.

"Baby, you know I'd let you," He whispered in her ear, brushing her hair away to peck her cheek. "But these doors don't lock, remember?"

Right now, the locks were her last concern. "Adam..."

"Jesus Christ. What did I say about breathing my name like that?" He grunted when her hand once again cupped his bulge. "Fuck, Fiona—"

"Please," She whispered, feeling her cheeks flush with color. She really couldn't stop it, because the next words that slipped from her lips were the crudest she had even dared to speak; "I wanna suck you off."

She felt Adam stiffen against her, but definitely not out of shock, but more out of pure lust. The bulge in her hand did a hard jerk, and she most certainly felt him grow. "Jesus Christ, Fiona."

She pushed up on her toes and claimed his lips, and to her delight, he didn't fight her. If anything, she felt him give in and heard him groan as her hand started rubbing his now very prominent bulge in his slacks.

Placing his palm over her hand, Adam kissed her back and followed her movements with his hand over hers, doing slow, upwards tugs until he was groaning in her ear. He bit into her earlobe, before cursing lowly under his breath.

"You're gonna bring me straight to hell," He groaned into her ear, hissing quietly when she boldly clenched him through his sweatpants. "Christ, Fee..."

He had said that before, but for some reason she couldn't find it in her to feel guilty. Instead, a little vixen grin spread on her lips when he kept whispering quietly into her ear all the things she made him feel.

Well... since they were both already going to hell...

"Jesus Christ," Adam cursed loudly when Fiona dropped to her knees and took a hold on his the band of his sweatpants. "Are you sure about this?"

She had never felt more sure about anything.

"Yes," She whispered, peaking up at him, searching his face for his permission. When he sexily bit his lower lip and gave a low grunt, she took that as his green light.

Tugging carefully at his sweatpants, she lowered them just enough to expose his boxers where his bulge was outlining the shape of what lay beneath them. Fiona's eyes slightly widened, not prepared for the full size that hit her. It looked so much bigger up close. Not that it had ever looked small, of course...

"Fee, you don't have to if you've changed your mind," Adam voiced, perhaps mistaking her shocked face for intimidation or fear. Sure, she was a little intimidated, but no matter what, she knew in her heart that this was what she wanted; Him. Adam.

...And making him moan his heart out as she made him feel as good as he had made her feel these past many weeks.

And that's why, waiting no longer, she tugged his boxers below his hips and slid him into her mouth without hesitation.

"Shit!" Adam cursed out loudly and snapped his head back with a throaty groan, gripping onto the wall behind them with a hefty move. "Jesus Christ, Fee..."

Taking him to the back of her throat, Fiona had no idea what she was doing, but going by Adam's reaction, she was doing something right.

She was a virgin through and through, but it wasn't like she was an idiot; she knew the basic principles of what a blowjob consisted of, but all of that seemed so meaningless right now as she had a cock in her mouth for the first time. It was surreal—felt surreal, but most of all, it felt... so good.

Moving her lips up and down his shaft, Fiona looked up to watch Adam as his lips parted in pleasure and groaned out the most sexiest of sounds. He was completely transformed from a moment ago; she had never seen his face be so fragile, yet so beautiful as she sucked on his dick, giving him all that she had to work with.

"Oh, fuck, Fiona," He moaned quietly when she pulled back and placed a few kisses up and down his shaft. "You're so goddamn crazy..."

"Is this... okay?" She whispered, wrapping her hand carefully around his length and testing his firmness. He let out a low grunt, but then saw as his face melted.

"It's more than okay. God, Fiona..."

She took his appraisal with a new dose of confidence and then wrapped her lips around him once more. He immediately groaned again when she starting bobbing back and forth, letting him slide inside her like he would one day soon, somewhere else.

"Your mouth," He groaned, his hand suddenly coming to her hair when she started moving a little faster, testing to see what he liked best. "Fuck. Why are you so... f-fuck..."

His incomplete sentences got lost in translation when he suddenly stiffened and let out a low curse. Fiona then suddenly felt a salty nip on her tongue as she sucked him, and when she glanced up, she saw the perspiration on his chest gleaming.

"Fiona," He ground out, shaking his head. "I can't hold back much longer..."

He was close. Fiona took that as her cue to continue, letting go of a moan herself when his groans grew deeper and started to break in half. It was right when she took him as far back as she could, his hand clumped in her hair and kept her put.

"Fuck!" Adam let go with a hard exhale and panted harshly as he with little jerks unloaded in her mouth. Fiona felt shivers of something go down her back, just as the first load of his juices hit her tongue.

And that's when she realized... she was dripping wet herself.

A couple of seconds later, it was all over. Adam released her hair and Fiona pulled back, swallowing what he had given her. The taste wasn't bad at all, just a little overwhelming at first because she hadn't expected it. From the looks of it, neither had Adam.

"Jesus Christ, I'm so sorry," He panted, helping her up from the floor as he himself struggled to stay upright. He seemed a little weak in the knees. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to... it's been too long, I didn't—"

"I liked it," Fiona whispered, her cheeks blushing furiously as she gave a nervous smile. She had just sucked him off and swallowed his product. Was that excitement or pride? Or both?

Adam watched her for a second, but then broke into a breathless chuckle and turned his head up. He laughed quietly, but then pulled her into his arms and hugged her. "Christ, Fee. You amaze me."

She grinned against his chest, feeling that happy flutter in her own chest spread to her stomach and even her hands. She sighed contently, closing her eyes when Adam softly kissed the top of her head.

"I think I fucked up your hair," He then murmured with what sounded like a crooked smile. She couldn't help but smile back.

"It was worth it."

"I should've taken you on a date first," He then voiced. Pulling slightly back, Fiona frowned a little when he cupped her face and looked down at her with a tender look. "We're doing this all backwards, princess. Shit, I'm supposed to feed you before I try and get with you."

"We had that date at your grandma's friend's nursing home," Fiona pointed out. Then let a cheeky smile spread on her lips. "And I think you did just feed me."

Adam smirked slowly, but then rolled his eyes and shook his head when Fiona couldn't keep a laugh back. "You little..." Looking back at her, he then leaned down to her lips and smirked against them. "When did these lips get so naughty?"

"Hmm," Fiona pretended to think. "Maybe it's the company I've been keeping lately."

Adam's grin widened, and with a slow kiss on her lips, he then sighed deeply and rested his forehead against hers. "Fucking corrupting you, baby."

Maybe he was corrupting her. And maybe she was turning a little more naughtier and bolder.

But she loved every last part of it.

"I'm taking you on a date," He then whispered, cupping her face and rubbing his thumb over her cheek, just as her chest started constricting again with emotions. "Tomorrow night. And this time, I'm asking your mom. In person."

Fiona immediately froze up when a vivid fantasy then suddenly played before her eyes.

Adam asking her mom if she could take her daughter out on a date; Her innocent, sweet and virgin daughter, who not minutes ago had sucked his cock in the middle of an unlocked dance studio.

What could go wrong?

• • •

Famous last words.