Melodies and Promises

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"What?" she slimed as he offered to buy her a piano. Camie blushed deeply and yawned. She grinned as he hushed her and she closed her eyes again snuggling into him her hands wrapped around herself as she semi cuddled with him. She was asleep in no time. She had been glad to wake up though. The morning came sooner then she thought. It was about ten and Camie was finally waking up. She stretched out and sighed with delight. Her whole body feels so good. She needed a shower though.

When Camie woke up, Jett stretched along with her. "Good morning." However, despite the cheerful atmosphere Jett felt like shit. A small smile spread over his face, and it lit up even though his eyes were red and swollen from lack of sleep. Not unusual. "Did you sleep okay?" he whispered not wanting to break the morning quietness. His bare torso felt cold as it was heading into August now and weather was getting cooler, so he got out of the bed stretching once again raising his arms as his back muscles like they always slithered and moved the scars glistening from the morning sun in the window.

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Camie smiled amazed that he had stayed. He hadn't slept but he stayed. "Good... did you get any sleep?" she whispered and got up. She kissed his cheek and then stripped on her way to the shower. "I will be out soon." she said and then hopped into the shower. She cleaned up then got out and got out wrapping the towel around her. She went looking for her cloths.

"No." he said, watching her with dark eyes as she made her way to the master bedroom. As she was in the bathroom, he quickly scooped up her clothes and set it in the laundry basket which was now almost overflowing. It was strange to be without Mariana and Max. Plus, Alicia was still mad and he had to see his therapist. When she got out and was searching for her clothes, Jett was still laying on the bed with only his pajama pants watching her amused as he pulled out a t-shirt for her. "They're dirty." he said with a shrug.

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"What?" she turned to him and moved over to him. "All of them? It can't be were is my suitcase?" she asked and took his shirt and slipped it on. She brushed her hair out and looked at the cloths. "Hmm. I should do some laundry for us..." she giggled and laid next to him. "I know why you wanted me here this weekend." she teased. Camie didn't mind helping out. He needed someone to take care of him.

"Yes, all of them." he said. Secretly, he wanted them all washed the Mariana way so that way she would smell at least somewhat like him so when they went out, people knew. "Yes, of course. I wanted you here so you could make me food and do my laundry and not because I want to fuck you every morning and every night for a whole week." he rolled his eyes sarcastically rolling onto her but still put consideration into not squashing her with his weight.

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Camie laughed as he rolled onto her. "Oh so am I going to get a fuck this morning then Mr. Kaiden?" she wiggled under him smiling. Camie loved that he wanted her. He wanted her and not just for her help and sex but for her company too. She knew he did because he was was happier with her here. She knew moving in for now was a good idea. Camie smiled and kissed him gently but not touching him. She had learned her lesson. The way he had repelled form her touch had sunk in deep.

He looked away from her pretending to be deep in thought. "Well... You just got out of the shower and you're pretty clean. I wouldn't want to make you dirty." he winked when she smiled at his stupid pun. "Why do you always kiss me?" he asked after she kissed him. His lips ached for more, but it was unprofessional. He wouldn't do it. "I don't really like being kissed." he admitted but not without biting her lip sliding his hands up the overly large shirt and above her curve to her breast running a thumb over a soft nipple which immediately swelled, making sure to make her feel the shivers and heat before he casually got off of her like nothing had just happened and made his way into the bathroom without a second look back.

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Camie chuckled at his pun. "But I wouldn't mind." she said and giggled. "I guess because you are addicting. I like to kiss you, or rather be kissed by you." she frowned as he said he didn't like it. "I'm sorry." she said before he bit her bottom lip and arched as he pulled her shirt up caressing her breasts. Camie moaned and closed her eyes. He got up suddenly and she groaned. "Jettley!" she whined and ran a hand through her hair. It was so unfair. Camie pulled her shirt down and stood pulling the laundry out of the room and headed to were she had seen a laundry room last she knew. Camie was all kind of hot and bothered but he wanted her that way and it made her wetter.

"Don't be sorry, sweets. I'm just not... An affectionate person." he said. When Jett kissed, it was hard, rough, and got it's point across. He never kissed for the hell of it, and didn't like to be kissed because he didn't like that someone cared. In fact, he hated it. It made him feel guilty. A large smile spread on his handsome face as he could hear her grunting in frustration from the bedroom. "Jettley!" she whined and he only smiled harder as he took out a shaver from the bathroom. "What, Camille?" he said casually as if she had just asked him for a regular favor. The vibrating sound of his shaver turned on as he cleaned up slightly leaving a little gruff.

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Camie nodded frowning. She came back into the room. "You drive me mad!" she laughed. "I am going to do laundry. I can't go to the gyro until I am dressed." she said and sighed. She couldn't hold his hand, or kiss him. There was nothing he wanted from her and that made her sad. It was comforting to have him to hold hands and kiss with but even that pleasure made him uncomfortable and she was nothing but confused about it. Camie was in the laundry room sorting out cloths.

Jett turned to face her a playful smirk on his face. "Good, that was my intention." he said, before resuming shaving and then quickly throwing it into the dresser. "What's wrong with going like that?" he said with a frown. "You don't like my clothes?" It was strange, because Jett really wanted to make his claim without it being official because she just wouldn't fucking sign. Jett went to the drawer picking out a random pair of jeans which happened to be extremely worn from his construction earlier in the year and a black t-shirt pulling it over his head. He went to the laundry room leaning in the doorway of the not very necessary large room for just laundry. It was practically the size of her whole apartment. "Are you annoyed?" he teased folding his arms.

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Camie looked up as Jett walked in. "I can't wear this out in public I will look trashy." she chuckled "I love your cloths but mostly just on you." Camie said playfully. "Besides I am not wearing underwear." she smirked. Camie went back to her sorting until he made a smartass remark. She growled quietly and moved over to him. "I am not annoyed. I am sex deprived, there is a difference." she said standing close her hands on her hips as her lip made a pouting move before she bit on it. Her eyes never left his her intensions clear. "Are you going to make me go to your gyno wet like this?" she whispered and moved a little closer. Camie smiled and squirmed her body needing attention.

He shook his head. "No, you look great." he said. "It's the other way around with me. I like it more on you. Even my underwear." he still watched her as she sorted clothes. She really didn't have to, he could have just called Mariana. "Sex deprived? Camille Grey, you're 20 years sex deprived. I don't know what you were doing before me." he said. The thought made him slightly uncomfortable. It was obvious she had never been intimate, but was there someone at one point she considered more then a friend? She did mention a highschool boyfriend. He wondered if it was serious, but now was not the time. "Why are you squirming?" he asked in that same controlled tone as he molded against the doorway. "I wouldn't have it any other way, sweets."

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Camie giggled. "Well I like my cloths on me." she said and pushed some cloths in the washer. Camie smiled at his words. "You're right I was... I don't know I was doing before you either." she said and bit her lip. "I am turned on and don't know what to do with it." she said and groaned. "You are cruel Jett... so cruel to leave me hanging like this." she said. Camie grinned and looked up at him. "At least give me something." she pleaded the washing machine running.

"Me too." He ran a hand over his watch checking the time. "Well I'm glad you're senseless." He got out of the doorway and went into the laundry room directly at her. He ran a thumb over her lip pulling on it slightly so she stopped biting it and looked down at her with the blank serious gaze. "What you need to do is go change your panties before you soak yourself." He parted his sculped lips taking in a sharp breath before pulling himself back together. He was glad she wasn't wearing anything but that tshirt as his hand met the back of her thigh rubbing it, blue eyes shocked as he made his way. She really was wet. Pinching her clitoris, Jett devoured her reaction sucking his finger clean like it was ice cream. "I'll be downstairs making breakfast." He said patting her bum and leaving the room.

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Camie shivered under his gaze, her lip quivering with his touch. "Jett... all my panties are dirty." she said. Camie gasped as he pinched her sensitive part. She moaned and felt her knees start to tremble fiercely. He took his wet fingers to his mouth and devoured her. Somehow it only turned her on now. She felt wet enough now for what ever he wanted with her. "You... make breakfast?" she asked dazed. "Umm. I don't know if that is a good idea." she said remembering the night before and the burnt toast. Camie needed more cloths especially at the rate in which Jettley took them off.

"Then go free spirit." He joked. He was stepping out of view as she spoke and Jett peeked back in looking relaxed, lazy, and out if his element. "Yes, well, I'll try." He shrugged digging his hands in his pockets. "Are you saying I'm a bad cook? Because if you are I think you're asking for another slap on the butt." It was teasingly tone, but at the same time his face darkened and his muscles tensed. Slamming the laundry door shut, he dialled it correctly and pressed start. "Camie?" He cocked his head at her shifting slightly uncomfortable.

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Camie watched his face darken and she shivered turning and finishing the laundry sorting. He called her name and she turned around. "At this point I will take what I can get. And you can't keep fucking protecting me." she said and walked up to him. "I have to wait an hour for those cloths then another hour to dry. I am so wet I am afraid I might start dripping onto the floor soon and all your doing is teasing me. Damn it Jettley do something to me. I want your world." she said and put a hand in his hair pulling hard her kiss no were near affection but angry and demanding. She was pushing him trying to get a reaction knowing if she broke rules he would be forced into action.