THE SPAWNS

Know My Blood Cycle

Chapter XXXIV—Jayden

© DarknessAndLight

I followed Maika very reluctantly all the way back to the motel room. I could almost feel the heat of her rage coming off of her. I thought we were past her being furious at me. Clearly, I had reached my quota of observantness for the week.

"I just want to repeat, that I'm not dating Dakota and I had no idea she had a boyfriend and that she was the one kissing him in the middle of the streets, so I had no control over that so I really shouldn't be blamed for anything," I ranted once we were in the motel room and then added, while kind of subtly lowering my hands in front of the family jewels to protect them, "Please don't maltreat my balls again"

Maika was just pacing around the room, clearly oblivious to my plea. "This is awful! I clearly can't be patient. I ain't going through two divorces. My therapist isn't going to shoot us!"

I frowned, thoroughly confused. "What are you even talking about?"

"Therapist have problem Jayden," she said, pointing at me, like any of that made sense, "they kill people that antagonize them. Don't steal their girlfriends."

I huffed in annoyance. "You make no sense."

"Of course I don't, you inconvenient fire drill," she replied slightly hysterically.

I groaned this time, staring at the ceiling. "You incomprehensible turd, use full sentences with clear meaning."

"What's the point, without red hair you're not even going to listen to what I have to say? But oh," she made big goofy unnecessary hand gestures, "who cares about her getting rabies from some homeless dude, as long as you can get some, you'll say yes to any unicellular organism that shows interest in your genitals."

I took a deep breath. Clearly, something was going on here that I had no idea about, so I shouldn't reply too hastily. "What's wrong with you? According to my calendar you're definitely PMSing right now, but you're never that weird."

"Oh yeah, of course, know my blood cycle, but fuck having any kind of self respect," she whined. "Say yes to Dakota the abomination."

"Why are you being so mean?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!"

In two steps she closed the distance that had been between us, grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled my face to hers, crashing our lips together without leaving me any time to fully process what she had just said.

Fuck.

And I wrapped my arms around her waist tightly, like I was scared that she would go away and I kissed her back and I realized something. Something my consciousness had tried to keep away from me because I had always restricted myself at seeing her as a sister. Something I had never allowed myself to feel or see, but that Maika had probably known all along. Something I couldn't even begin to comprehend because this was Maika, my best friend from the diapers, the girl who knew absolutely everything about me, the girl who had actually walked in on me jerking off, the girl that had seen me cry and held me in her arms, the first girl I had ever kissed, the girl that had maltreated my balls for years, the girl who saw through me better than anyone.

I loved that girl. Oh my god, I loved her.

Her lips against mine rattled something deep inside me, making me realize how much I'd been starving to feel her like this.

How could I have been so blind? How could I have been so stupid?

I was having this epiphany while still kissing her and my hands had slid under the back of her shirt, pressed against her warm skin, and she had pushed me against the wall and I was pretty sure we had knocked things off the dresser by the door, and we had to stop right about now because I had to say something.

Reluctantly, I dragged my hands from her back and to her shoulders and pushed her off of me softly. "Maika, wait," I gasped, trying to get my breath back.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up," she replied back, angrily. And she grabbed the back of my head and pressed our lips together again. "I don't care if you don't love me, I can't take this anymore," she said against my lips.

I pushed her off of me once more, eyes wide. "What?"

She pulled at my hair painfully and found my lips with hers again, almost fiercely. "Fuck me senseless you stupid prude," she groaned.

Woah, wait up.

For the third time, I stopped her and when I did, she stared at me with a look I had never seen her make and too fast for me to fully understand it she turned around, pressing her forehead against the wall.

I put my hand on her shoulder, trying to make her look at me. She tried to shrug it off, but I wasn't having that. I turned her around.

"Maika," I whispered, holding her face between my hands, making her look at me. And she was crying—Maika, who never cried. God. "Maika, I love you."

At first, she didn't believe me, I could see it in her eyes, and then she thought I mean the other 'I love you' the one you said to your friends and family, the one she didn't want to hear, but then, there it was. I don't know if she could see the change in my eyes the same way I could know how she had been feeling just seconds ago. I didn't know if it was because she could feel it, but I just knew she knew.

That's pretty much all it took for her to jump in my arms and wrap her legs around my waist, our lips colliding together yet again.

And suddenly I was thinking about all the naughty things I wanted to do to her, the really really naughty things and I couldn't believe I had never figured out how much I wanted this, how much I wanted her. I wanted to do so many things to her, it was like a shock wave of desire.

So, of course I broke our kiss again. "Wait..."

"Again?" Maika whined against my lips.

"Look..." I started to say, trying to back my face away from hers slightly. We shouldn't be making out furiously like this, we should be talking about what all of this meant. We should be thinking with our brains, not our naughty bits. "I think we should separate, put distance between each oooooooo," Maika slipped a hand inside the front of my pants and I just lost any kind of train of thoughts I had, and my knees almost buckled.

"No," she said firmly and kissed me again.

I pressed her back against the wall, to help with the whole staying up-right and not falling down on the ground like an idiot. I felt kind of dizzy and she wasn't taking her hand off, she was just stroking skin and any doubts I had about ever being gay went completely up in flame. "Maika, if you play with the mayonnaise launcher, it's going to do its job," I informed her between kisses.

"That's the point."

"Don't you want to wait?"

"Why? I want you, you want me, and there's a nice bed behind you," Maika replied, putting her feet back on the ground and finally taking her hand out of my pants. It did nothing to slow the fire burning inside of me. It actually kind of made it worse to be honest.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to have your first time with some random dude because virgin sex is awful?"

"I lied," she informed me and then pushed me all the way back to the bed, making me sit at the edge of it.

She kneeled on top of me, her legs on both side of me, making her standing a little higher than me so I had to lean my head back to kiss her. She took my shirt off, she was completely in charge, and pressed a hand on my chest, over my heart. It was beating frantically. Honestly, I totally wasn't ready for any of this. Five minutes ago I thought Maika was going to punch my dick, not play with it.

"I know you probably don't want to talk about my previous making out experiences right now, but there's just something I need to know," I told Maika while she was kissing my neck.

She looked back at me and rolled her eyes. "What?"

"Why do girls keep using sneak attacks to kiss me? I'm never god damn ready."

Maika chuckled. "Please. If we let you figured this shit out you'd never kiss anyone."

"Why didn't you kiss me earlier than?"

Her hands where on both side of my neck, her fingers kneading my skin while her eyes roamed all over my face, stopping on my lips. "I wanted you to figure it out on your own," she answered softly.

"How long?" I breathed.

"Since I was eleven, for sure. Maybe earlier."

"Shit." I felt like such an idiot. How didn't I realize it earlier? I really was unobservant. "I was thinking about you," I suddenly blurt out.

"Huh?"

"When you walked in on me jerking off when I was thirteen. We had spent the day in the pool trying to drown each other and at one point you had a nip slip. It totally caught me off guard and yeah... I was thinking about you."

She pumped her fists in the air and yelled, "YES! Ah, I totally knew it! You've had a thing for me for just as long, you're just an idiot."

I laughed. "Thanks."

She smiled at me and all the blood left my brain. "My idiot," Maika said softly and pressed our lips together, this time kissing me more slowly, every move of her lips feeling like a slow profound intake of breath. I grabbed fistful of her shirt, keeping her in place, pressing her body against mine. Her shirt was in the way. I would have much preferred pressing my fingers against her skin. I guess Maika realized that because she broke our kiss for a second to take her shirt off.

She was still wearing a bra, so she wasn't completely indecent but my mind was already going other places. I felt hyper naughty thinking about potentially seeing her naked. I thought I might explode when I would.

I started to kiss her more frantically, our breaths laborious, my hands going on her butt, getting her more firmly pressed against my lap.

That's when the door suddenly opened, Cole walking in. He took in the sight. "Oh for fuck's sake!"

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A/N: Here it is. I've had part of this chapter written for a while. It's pretty nice to finally share it with you guys. XD I hope you enjoyed it. I know a lot of you have been waiting a while for this to happen. 

Next chapter should be up soon too. :)

Thanks for your patience! :D