If Your Musi Doesn't Play Nice,
Make Him Write Himself
The handsome blonde smiled softly, amused by the look of concentration on the face of his friend as she pushed strands of her runaway hair back behind her ears. Her lips formed into a frustrated pout at every pause, the girl typing furiously before eventually pausing, cursing and then madly bashing on the delete key.
"Problems, Kallikins?"
A pair of angry brown eyes flashed up to meet his for a moment before Kalleasto McMahon let out an aggravated sigh, her voice as exhausted as she seemed, "Can you leave me alone for five minutes? I'm busy."
"But I'm bored," the man leant back in his seat opposite her, tucking his hands behind his head and stretching out in the seat. His shirt nestled around the crease of his slender form, the muscular tone of his body peeping through the material.
Looking back down to the keyboard, the girl groaned, "I'm trying to fix that, Jay."
Jason Reso shrugged, almost amused, "Evidently not hard enough."
"Hey!" The girl's eyes snapped up, locking on his a second time, "You know this would be a hell of a lot easier if you would actually help me instead of hindering my every word."
"Hindering?" Indignant, he leant forward in his seat again, his voice raising an octave, "Hindering???"
Another sigh left the girl's lips, "That's exactly what you're doing and you know it." She managed to type out another sentence or so before cursing again, instantly vaporising the words she had just poured onto the blank page of her word processor. "All Tia wants is a Jay Fic, that's all she wants, and I told her I could write one for her but you, you, you rotten little sod, are cutting me off at every pass."
Laughing, Jay reached across the desk to ruffle the girl's hair, not at all deterred when she pulled away from him. "Let's face it, Kallikins, you're ideas are reeking right now." He cast a look across the room to where Jeff Hardy sat with his elder brother, the pair evidently deep in discussion. "I don't think Jeff is paying you nearly enough attention. You let him play with Matt far too much."
"Jason..." Kalli began.
But the man cut her off, "You need to get laid, Kallikins." A short gasp filled the air, followed by the resounding slap that echoed about the room as the girl's palm met his face. "Hey! Ow!"
Only now did Kalleasto McMahon smile, "You need to keep that ass of yours outta my imaginary sex life and get it back into your own." She sat back in her chair, picking up her bottle of water and taking a swig, "Can't you help me out here, Jay? All I want is to give Tia Bellarina some decent smut." She cast a look over at Jeff, "And someone else seems too busy to offer me some inspiration."
"Oh inspiration I can do..."
When the Canadian started leaning over the desk, the girl reached out a hand, pushing him back into his seat, "Don't tempt me, stud muffin." She sighed again...
Before a slow smile touched her lips.
Concerned by the sudden devilish glow her eyes had to them, Jay looked up, "What?"
"Come here." Was all the girl said.
"But you just said..."
Cutting him off, Kalli growled, "Come the fuck here."
Sensing the McMahon temper beginning to flare in her, Jason climbed to his feet, moving around to Kalli's side of the desk. He paused solemnly, a tad afraid of his often insane little friend. When she stood up, he kept his eyes locked on her, not sure what to expect. He was almost relieved when she stepped around him, until her hand nestled into his back and shoved him down into the seat in front of the computer. "Uh..." He looked up at her, "Kallikins..."
"Write," she said.
"Uh..." He told her gently, "That's your job."
She nodded, "Yes, but I'm sick of it being my job. You want to ravage Tia, bloody well do it yourself!"
Paling slightly, Jay murmured, "But I've never written smut before..."
"There's always a first time." She moved across to sit opposite the desk where he had previously been perched.
"But I don't know where to start." His brow knot together in nervous dread, "You can't just throw me in the deep end like this."
The girl sighed, "Okay, okay." She paused, thinking a moment then offered reluctantly, "I'll give you the first line or two..."
"Okay!" Jason smiled.
"But then you have to write the rest yourself."
His face fell. After a moment's consideration he asked, "Will you at least Beta for me?"
Kalli smiled wickedly, "And when have you ever Beta Read something for me?"
"Damn." He whispered. He looked up into the computer screen a moment and then took a deep breath. "It's for Tia, right?"
The McMahon Heiress grinned, "Ya huh. All for your beloved Tia Bellarina."
"I can do this," he said, uncertainty in his voice, the man taking another deep breath.
"You can," Kalli's grin deepened, relief that she did not have to fight Jay every step of the way to create a fic for her friend starting to settle in.
Another deep breath and Jay whispered a little timidly, "Line."
Kalleasto McMahon paused a moment and then whispered back, her voice a teasing lull of seduction, "She turned, her face pale, her eyes clenched shut in apprehension, her hands shaking..."
For moments Jason Reso merely sat there, staring at the screen, pondering, before an idea began to take form.
Her lips suddenly pressed to another's.
She opened her eyes, pushing back on the masculine chest she was held tightly against. She only managed to step back a pace or two before a hand had grabbed her arm to steady her. "Jay... Jason..." She stammered.
"Tia..." He moved forward again, kissing her deeply. Between kisses, he whispered, "I want you, Tia... I need you..." His hands moved up and down her back, clamping playfully, excitedly in her hair. Still reeling in surprise at her sudden predicament, she pushed against him again. He let her go and she backed away. "Jay, really... Stop... This is... God..." Her back met the wall behind her. She looked around wildly. She had backed herself into her own little dark corner of the overcrowded nightclub. She asked herself angrily under her breath, "Why did I sit here..."
The words died abruptly as Jason was against her again, his lips forceful, passionate against hers, his tongue sweeping across her soft lips. She started to protest, wanted to protest in fact...
And then she remembered exactly which object of her affection had her pressed against the wall at that moment.
Tia moved her arms around Jason's neck, returning his kiss with heated avengeance. His hands slid up her mid-thigh length skirt and tangled clumsily in the front of her underwear. Logic evaporated from Tia's mind as she opened her legs far enough for him to fumble a hand into her panties. His fingers searched gently, and when he found her clit, his muffled laugh almost drowned out Tia's sweet gasp. She rubbed forward on his fingers, moaning quietly. Her breath catching in her throat, she broke off from his kiss, unable to breathe...
He kissed her forehead, slipping his free hand up into her shirt, scooping inside her bra to cup each breast in turn as his fingers tweaked her nipples confidently. Tia pressed her full weight against the wall, unaware of all else, as Jason dropped to his knees in front of her, removing his hands from their respective places and taking hold of the hips of her panties. He pulled them down so fast Tia thought they were going to be torn right from her body. She stepped out of them and he moved forward quickly, his strong hands spreading her legs even wider. His hands nestled on the sweet cheeks of her delicious bottom as he leaned into her, pressing his tongue against her clit and lapping at it like a kitten with the last bowl of milk it might ever get to enjoy.
Unable to contain herself, Tia's moans grew deeper and louder, and it was only when Jason moved away from her for the briefest moment that she remembered where she was. She opened her eyes to look around her quickly.
If she had been worried people might be watching, that fear disappeared immediately. The loud volume of the music was drowning her out, evidently, and anyone near enough to actually hear her seemed to be paying them no mind anyway, although she wondered...
Until Jason's arms were around her again. Their mouths met in another heated kiss, their tongues caressing, as she reached for his belt. She was almost surprised how easily she got it undone before she tore his jeans undone and pushed them down to his knees. Jason's strong arms took her waist and picked her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he pressed her hard against the wall again for leverage. He ran his cock along the mouth of her dripping pussy a few times, and she moaned again.
Any rational thought still nagging at her about their whereabouts died away as Jason slipped into her, bouncing her up and down in surges of passion as she rubbed against the wall. His shaft plummeted up and down within her. She clung to him desperately, her moans now morphing entirely into soft, sweet screams of pleasure. She heard him moan sharply, and after she wasn't sure how long, he spluttered within her, flooding her inside, and as he slipped out of her, outside too. Weak kneed he put her down and she slumped immediately to the floor, unable to stand up. He followed suit, laying with his head in her lap and panting madly.
"And panting madly?" Kalli giggled, now hovering behind Jason, leaning over his shoulder to read as he typed.
"Do you mind?" He asked coolly, the girl smiling at how into the words he was as she stepped back again to let him continue.
"Want to go again?" He barely breathed.
The girl's beautiful face lit up, "Can we?"
"As if you'd need to ask..." Kalli's voice trailed away when Jason threw a glare at her over his shoulder.
And with that, he took her hand, helping Tia to straighten herself up, getting his own clothes organized before leading her from the club and into the night...
Into a thousand more pleasures he would find for the girl before the night was through.
His busy fingers now resting, Jay looked up at Kalli, "Well?"
"Well, it's a bit short..."
Jason snapped, "Then you do better!"
"Hey!" She smacked him softly in the back of the head, "I was trying but you kept annoying me!" She leant down when he pouted, kissing where she had just slapped, "Besides..." She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pressed Print, hugging him warmly, "For your first time, you did pretty good. I see you just cut to the chase and got to the fucking."
The Canadian laughed, "What can I say? Tia does things to me."
Kalli giggled, "Well, when you give this to her, I hope she does things right back to you."
"Hey, I never thought of it having that effect." He grinned up at Kalli, "And if it does, let me tell you I am going to be writing a lot more smut from here on..."
~ The End ~