ROGUE

02 : We Can Be Happy

Your POV
Warning : Mature Content

I pressed my body against his as we stood beneath the spray of the shower, and I hooked my arms around his neck in attempt to feel closer; I hadn't really felt close to him in a long time. Physically, yes.
Emotionally, not so much.

I tilted my head back slightly as the hot water slid down my spine, unintentionally giving Jason full access to my neck; he instantly took the opportunity to attack the sensitive skin with his lips and teeth. Neck kisses were my weakness, and he knew that.
"You really know how to distract me, baby." He whispered against me, referring to the wound on his arm which he promised was not a big deal. It must've hurt, but he acted as if he was immune to pain. It had stopped bleeding anyway, which gave me some reassurance.

"I'm just standing here." I whispered back, letting my fingers crawl up the back of his head and tangle in his wet hair.
In reaction to my harmless movements, he gripped onto my hips and spun me around so that my back was pressing against the cold shower wall, which caused me to shiver.
His bare chest pushed against mine, and I felt his hardening length poke against the inside of my thigh, resulting in me sucking in a sharp breath.

"Exactly."

His words barely left his mouth before his lips hungrily crashed down onto mine, making my stomach buzz with excitement.
His hands slid down my wet body to the small of my back, where they continued to descend until they were roughly gripping my backside.
He tapped after a moment, and I jumped in response, tightly wrapping my legs around his waist and cupping his face in my hands so that I could deepen the kiss. He groaned against my lips and I chuckled.
"Fuck baby," He growled, noticeably growing harder and more turned on by the second. "I love you." He said all of a sudden, which made my heart flutter as if it was the first time he had ever said it.

At that moment, hope flooded through my body and a natural smile pulled at the corners of my lips. 'I love you' was something that Jason said to me every night before we fell asleep, but only because it had become a routine. Maybe, this was the start of getting things back on track.

Make-up sex was the only type of sex that we had been having for the past three months, so the fact that we actually weren't angry at each other right now literally made me want to cry of happiness. Maybe, just maybe, I was getting my Jason back. "I love you too." I grinned, biting down on my lower lip.

Satisfied with my response, he pushed me further against the shower wall and returned his lips to my neck, sucking harshly on the skin so that he would undoubtedly leave a mark.
I was so lost in the incredible effect that his mouth had on me, that I barely noticed him positioning himself at my entrance, until he pushed inside me with no warning, causing me to quietly yelp and cling onto him tighter.
He didn't give me anytime to adjust before he began to thrust his hips, making me tilt my head back and moan, digging my nails into his back and holding myself tighter against him.
"Oh my g- Jason." I whimpered, feeling on such a high that we weren't doing this just to make up over a petty argument of some sort.

"You like that, baby?" He said through gritted teeth, picking up his pace and gripping onto me tighter.

"Fuck yes." I groaned, shutting my eyes tightly as the pleasure intensified and the mild shock faded. "Go faster."

"As you wish." He growled lustfully, before quickening to the point where he was literally slamming inside me. I let out a high pitched squeal, and my heart banged mercilessly on the inside of my chest from the adrenaline.
"Fuck, Y/n." He dug his face into my collar bone, pumping at such an incredible speed that I wondered how I could possibly take it.
The sounds of our moans mixed with the sprinkling noise of the shower echoed off the tiled walls until Jason's thrusts grew sloppier and we both came to our release.
The two of us were panting breathlessly when he pulled out and gently lowered me back down to the slippery floor, where I instantly leant up against the wall and fluttered my eyes shut. Jason shut off the shower and ran his hand through his soaked hair. "Fuck, that was incredible, Y/n." He sighed, before sliding open the glass door, grabbing two white towels from the nearby rail and handing one to me,