Homecoming : )

Beck's POV

"Excuse me," I said, reaching over an elderly woman to get my backpack out of the overhead compartment. I pulled my bag down and slipped it on, moving down the aisle with the crowd.

My plane had landed right on schedule, much to my delight; I was tired of sitting down for the entire flight from Canada. I followed the passengers out the small hallway to the terminal and looked around for my parents. Usually at the airport, my mother made a decorative sign with my name on it for fun.

I looked for my name written on the back of some cardboard, but didn't find it. In the sea of people moving around me, my eyes played a trick on me, making me think I saw Jade at one end of the room. I blinked a few times, and squinted, waiting for her to disappear.

She didn't, though, and when she lifted a hand to wave at me I realized she wasn't a hallucination. My legs moved towards her, almost involuntarily, as I could feel my smile growing. She walked towards me too, closing the distance between us sooner.

As soon as she was close enough, I pulled her into my arms, hugging her tight. I was probably squeezing her too hard, but she didn't say anything, just held me with equal intensity. I only loosened my grip on her to pull back enough to kiss her repeatedly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked between kisses. My parents hadn't told me she'd be here, and I didn't have plans to meet her till dinner tonight.

"I couldn't wait," She said near my ear, kissing my neck lightly.

"Oh my god," I still hadn't let her go. "It's so good to see you, let me look at you," I reminded myself of my grandmother as I finally released her.

She was still smiling as I held onto her shoulders and stared. Any other time, she would've yelled at me for looking, but now she just bit her lip and looked annoyed. I couldn't believe how different she looked, I'd seen her only a month ago.

Her black hair had grown longer and was curled neatly around her face, which was still light complected. I tried not to gawk as I took in the rest of her body at once. She was wearing a short black skirt and a simple v neck; an outfit she'd worn many times before, but it looked different now. I don't think she'd gotten taller, but her legs looked longer somehow, and her hips looked wider, maybe curved more.

"Alright, that's enough," She'd tolerated as much as she could as my eyes focused in on the smooth skin of her chest. I had to shake myself away to look back at her eyes, which were the same shade of blue I remembered them to be.

"Sorry," I was still grinning as I went in to hug her again. It was good to be back.

"Ahem," I heard someone clear their throat and looked to see my mother and father at our left. My mother's eyebrows were raised and my father was trying to look like he hadn't witnessed Jade and I embrace.

"Mom, Dad," I greeted them, a bit surprised that I'd forgotten about them.

"So he does remember who we are," My father joked and I stepped away from Jade to give my mother a hug.

"Sorry," I apologized. "I didn't see you guys," I hugged my dad and got a fatherly pat on the back for my troubles.

"No problem," My mother said politely. "We thought you might be glad we brought Jade along." She gave Jade a tight lipped smile that she returned. I had to assume Jade invited herself on this little excursion.

"I am," I smiled and flipped my hair. "Thanks." I said and we stood awkwardly for a few moments before going to baggage claim.

My father got most of my bags when Jade wouldn't let me let go of her hand, and my mother walked ahead, leading us out to the parking lot. After loading my bags, we got into the car, Jade sitting in the middle seat to be next to me.

"So how was your flight?" My mother asked when we were on the road.

"Good," I nodded even though she was looking ahead. Jade leaned her head onto me and I put my arm around her; I'd missed the way she smelled. "No turbulence or anything."

"Good, good," My father nodded, and I wondered if they'd be acting this awkward if Jade wasn't here. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had a full conversation with either of them so I didn't know. They didn't try to force conversation though, just kept driving, occasionally talking amongst themselves.

"I love you," I said down to Jade, kissing the top of her head lightly. She closed her eyes and smiled, leaning into me further.

When we were halfway to my house, I couldn't stop myself from playing a bit. I lowered my arm down around her and slowly felt my way up; grasping her hip, then her waist and up her rib cage. She didn't look up until my hand grazed the side of her chest lightly.

"Can I help you with something?" She raised an eyebrow suggestively.

"Nope," I smiled and took my arm back into my lap. A minute later, though, I was antsy again.

I let my hand wander to her leg, resting on her knee gently. It was innocent enough until I started moving again, slowly creeping up her thigh. I'd let my fingers crawl up past her skirt when she looked at me with her eyebrows raised again.

I thought she'd stop me, but instead she put her hand over mine and led it higher. High enough for me to feel the warmth between her legs, and high enough for me to realize she wasn't wearing underwear.

"Beck?" My mother's voice caught me by surprise and I snatched my hand back quickly, clearing my throat as if that'd hide my guilt.

"Yeah?" I replied then wondered how long she'd been talking to me.

"I said, we made dinner reservations for seven tonight," She repeated. "At that restaurant downtown you like."

"Oh," I nodded, and ignored Jade as she pulled her skirt down a bit and smirked; she loved getting me off balance. "Okay, cool. Sounds great."

"Jade, you're invited too, of course," She added, and I wondered if Jade would've been invited if she hadn't been present now.

"Thank you, Mrs. Oliver," She used her fake happy voice. "I'd love to go."

I kept staring at Jade until my father pulled the car into our driveway and turned it off. As soon as the car wasn't in motion, Jade pulled my arm roughly to get out with her. I followed her lead, eager to be alone with her after so long without her.

"Beck?" My mother called when Jade was already up the steps to my RV. "Aren't you going to get your bags?" She pointed to the trunk of the car while Jade licked her lips at me enticingly.

"Uh, no!" I said, still heading away. "I mean, I'll get them later."

"Okay…," My mother said skeptically to me as she and my dad headed towards the main house. "Don't forget, dinner at 7. We'll leave at 6:30!"

"Okay!" I called back abruptly as Jade jerked my hand forward in hers. When I looked ahead, she was already halfway inside my RV, pulling me with her.

"Finally," She exhaled. As soon as I shut the door, we were on each other. She flung herself into my arms and kissed me fiercely, returning all the pent up passion I'd had too.

I reacted by pushing her back against the door, my hands roaming her body inch by inch. My suspicions were accurate, I thought, when my fingers brushed along her chest; those were definitely not there when I last saw her.

Our tongues slithered around each others like we were hungry for each other while my hands were now sliding up her short skirt. She obliged quickly, unbuttoning my jeans rapidly and wrapping one leg around my thigh. Without breaking our kiss, I reached behind her legs to lift her up around me. She giggled, but kept her thighs tight on my hips.

"The bed," She ordered breathily. Never one to disappoint, I carried her over and set her down on my mattress. From her seat, she reached forward and had my pants and boxers off in a matter of seconds. "Well, well," She licked her lips seductively as I pulled my shirt off. "My how you've grown," She joked, putting her hands on my abs.

"I'm not the only one," I told her as I pounced, climbing on top of her and peeling her shirt off. I could feel her whole body vibrate as she laughed, and I realized how much I missed hearing that sound in person.

"I wondered if you'd notice," She said as I planted a kiss on her pale stomach. I trailed up her torso while she tangled her fingers in my hair.

"How could I not?" I gave her a look before biting down on her lightly. She moaned quietly as my hands unhooked her bra and came up to feel her chest gently at first.

"That feels so good," Her breathing had already sped up at the sensation of my lips on her breasts. I was having fun, but getting anxious as I moved up to bite her neck before kissing her lips again.

"I've missed you," I spoke between kisses. I really had. Her lips never felt so soft, yet intoxicating to me; once again, I was hooked. Gladly.

"I missed you more," She smirked devilishly before somehow managing to push me off her and onto my back. In an instant she was on me, straddling me between her thighs.

"Maybe," I nodded, having the wind knocked out of me just as she slid herself down on top of me. I savored the sight of her biting her lip as she pressed our bodies together until I was completely inside her.

"Definitely," She sighed in pleasure and leaned down to kiss me again. Our lips played together shyly while she started gyrating her hips on top of me; moving to a rhythm I couldn't hear. God, I missed her.

She must've been keyed up already from our foreplay in the car because in a matter of moments, she picked up her pace. Her body writhed on top of mine as I guiding her waist up and down faster and faster.

"Oh, God, yes!" Her mumbled to herself, breathing erratically as she climaxed. I was so mesmerized by her, I almost forgot about myself.

The second she calmed down, I took a turn to push her back onto the bed. Kneeling between her legs, I didn't give her a break, thrusting into her faster than she had before. I watched her come again, moaning even louder than before, and got a bit jealous.

She was having too much fun while I worked and although my pleasure was building, I wanted more. In addition, I knew she'd want more too. Something to remember. So before saying another word, I pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach. In another swift moment, she was kneeling on all fours just in time for me to push into her from behind.

"Ah!" She cried out, looking back at me before laughing. "Harder," She demanded, and I obliged. "Ugh, yes! Mmm yes, yes, yes!" I let loose at her command, pounding into her with a tight grip on her hips.

I couldn't tell if she peaked again because I was so focused on myself. Selfishly, I let myself get lost in her until I noticed her start to wiggle against me. I was so close I just needed her to hold still so I reached forward and gathered her hair in a ponytail; pulling it back to hold it into place.

"Faster!" She shouted towards the ceiling and I was more than happy to obey. With the last burst of energy I had, I complied, resulting in our combined orgasm. I don't know if it was the extended separation or my plain desire, but I can only describe that moment as pure ecstasy.

We collapsed on the bed together, both of us panting noisily. I glanced over at her and started a slow, lazy laugh that shook my whole torso.

"What?" She gave me a dirty look.

"You're sweating," I told her and she wiped the tiniest beads of sweat off her forehead before whacking my bare chest.

"Shut up!" She muttered as she started wriggling out of her skirt, which was hiked far up by now. I don't know how she had any energy left, but she had enough to crawl back onto the bed and over to me. She laid beside me, our bodies still heaving up and down as she kissed my cheek and said, "Welcome home."

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Jade's POV

I hadn't been tired when we'd gotten back from the airport, but after we wore each other out, Beck and I fell asleep. I didn't know how long I'd been out, just that when I woke, the clock nearby told me to start getting ready.

"Where are you going?" I heard Beck's groggy sleep voice ask me as soon as I sat up.

"To get dressed," I looked over my shoulder to tell him. I was once again wearing his shirt, the one he'd worn home, and nothing else. I felt confident in assuming my hair was probably a mess by now so I doubted I looked presentable.

"Nooo," Beck threw his head back on his pillow to complain. "Those have to be the worst words ever spoken."

"You should get dressed too," I told him and he only snuggled in his bed more. "It's almost 6:30," I reminded him and he sighed as I stood up.

"Ugh," I groaned uncomfortably, sitting back down as fast as I stood up.

"What is it?" I felt his hand on my back.

"Nothing," I shook my head and tried to stretch. "I'm just…sore or something, I think."

"That's new," He moved over to look me up and down. "Right?"

"Yeah, hasn't happened since the first time," I recalled that awkwardly stiff morning after.

"Ah, memories," He smiled nostalgically.

"Of a scrawny little boy fumbling his way on top of me," I joked.

"Hey!" He objected. "I wasn't that scrawny."

"No, but you were definitely clueless," I laughed to myself, thinking of his thirteen year old sweaty palms trying to unhook my bra.

"And now?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Hmm," I paused long enough to give him doubt. "You're okay…I guess."

"You guess?" He said incredulously with a grin. He pulled me back by my waist, holding me down so he could tickle me.

"Beck!" I tried to squirm away instead of giggle, but his grip was too tight. "Let me go!"

"What's that?" He said too loud like he couldn't hear me. "You want noogies?"

"Beck if you dare—," I started my threat but had to stop to laugh. "If you touch my hair I'll eviscerate you!" He had already started getting his fingers tangled in my hair when I heard someone clear their throat in a fake way.

We both looked up to see his mother standing in the open doorway with an almost grimace on her face. Beck separated himself from me while I tried to pull the hem of my shirt down to at least my thighs.

"Mom," He greeted, surprised yet cheerful. "What's up?"

"It's 6:30," She informed him, choosing to ignore our demeanor.

"Right," Beck nodded, not at all deterred. "Give us five minutes?"

"Of course," She smiled and clasped her hands together. "Your father and I will be in the car." She said as she left, closing the door behind her.

"It would seem that absence didn't make her heart grow fonder," I noted as I stood up to find clothes.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he rushed to put his jeans on.

"I mean she still hates me," I told him. "Maybe you guys should just go without me; family bonding, you know?"

"What? No," He pulled a shirt over his head then finger combed his hair down. "Come on, it won't be that bad.

Words every girl wants to hear before dinner with her boyfriend's parents.

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An hour and another awkward car ride later, Beck had finished detailing his experience working on his uncle's ranch and had moved on to talking about camp while we waited for our meals to be served. It was truly dull because I'd heard all of his camp stories before, but it was still the most fun I'd had in awhile.

With his hand on my knee under the table, Beck went on philosophizing his entire experience. Listening to him when he went on these rants for so long usually annoyed me a bit, but it had been so long since I'd heard one, I didn't mind. In fact, I hate to say I missed it.

"Wow," Beck's father nodded, looking at a loss for words. "Sounds…enlightening," He decided on. He was a simple guy with no interest in the arts, more the beer and hockey game type, so whenever Beck spoke like this, he usually didn't have much to say in return.

"It was," Beck didn't mind taking the reigns again. "I learned a lot about acting itself, but more importantly about myself as an actor," He said as our waiter brought us our entrees.

"Steak…chicken," The waiter announced as he set plates in front of Beck's mother and father before turning to our side of the booth. "Meatloaf...and fettucini alfredo with shrimp."

"Oh my god," I muttered down at my plate of steaming food when I saw the curled tails of the shrimp staring back at me.

"What is it, dear?" Beck's mother asked, both his parents drawn to me.

"Is something wrong, miss?" Our waiter seemed alarmed.

I was about to go off on him, but I felt Beck's hand squeeze my thigh and turned to face him. He shook his head at me slightly, silently ushering me not to make a scene. I held my tongue, and tried to fight the urge I had to stick my hot food down the waiter's pants.

"Do you think you could cut the shrimp tails off of these?" Beck asked in a tone that made it seem like more than a request. "Please." He widened his eyes and gave a single nod to the confused waiter who took my plate and left without another word.

"I don't understand how people are just okay with that?" I mumbled angrily to Beck. It was disgusting.

"Don't worry," He whispered back as if his parents couldn't hear us. "They're fixing it."

"Yeah, but—,"

"Shhh," He made the cutest puppy dog face and I rolled my eyes.

"…I just don't see what's wrong with shrimp tails," Beck's mother was having her own hushed discussion with his father. I caught a few terms like 'high maintenance' and 'picky' before I spoke up.

"Do you know how many people a year DIE by choking on shrimp tails?" I asked bluntly while Beck sighed.

"Well, no, but—," His mother started.

"Not only that," I cut her off. "What kind of respectable restaurant expects me to stare at the—," I stopped myself in my tracks when Beck's grip on my thigh tightened again. I grit my teeth long enough to look at his pained expression, his eyes begging me to stop. "Excuse me," I sighed and stood up, it might help to remove me from the situation before I decapitated someone.

I walked over to the women's room and stared at my reflection in the mirror for a few minutes. My hair didn't look the way I wanted it to, and my makeup wasn't at its best. I'd thrown on a simple black dress when we left that I was now regretting.

His mother had spent a good portion of the evening staring at the plunging neckline. She'd come up with a steady rotation of staring at my chest, my eyebrow piercing, then my star tattoo that felt like an unholy triad. Thinking of it now just frustrated me more so I shrugged and left the restroom; there's nothing I can do about it now.

As soon as I'd opened the door, someone was pushing me back inside. With his hand on my waist, he walked me backwards into the small room and up against a tiled wall. I might've been alarmed if I didn't recognize his scent and touch before I could see his smile.

"Hi," He grinned like he had at the airport.

"Hi," I was almost out of breath at his sudden attack. "Miss me?" I questioned as he started planting sloppy kisses on my lips.

"Yes," He nodded and moving down to my neck, biting down hard at the same time his hands pushed my dress up.

"How much?" I spoke in uneven breaths, the pleasure building from his mouth on my neck. "Ahh," I was caught by surprise when he bit me harder instead of answering.

He held my thighs long enough for me to jump him, wrapping my legs around him tight. He was still working magic on my neck as he turned me around and pushed me against the closed door with a thud. I was focused on the pressure of his fingertips on my hips when something hit my head.

He dropped my legs in a swift motion, setting me down fast enough to put his hand on the door. He held it shut and looked at me, panicked, while someone tried to push the door open again. All I could do was laugh at him as the impatient person started knocking.

"Shh," He hushed me again.

"What? It's not like they don't know someone's in here," I whispered for his benefit.

"What do we do?" He asked hurriedly.

"Calm down," I told him as I pulled my dress down to its original state and flipped my hair a few times.

"What if it's my mom out there?"

"Are you kidding?" I scoffed. "Don't tell me you missed your mother's thirty minute speech on the dangers of public restrooms."

"True," He nodded, a bit reassured.

"Just breathe," I told him. "We'll walk out like nothing happened okay? Like we don't even realize that anything looks wrong."

"Okay," He nodded. "Okay, yeah. That could work."

"On three," I said before getting in one last kiss. "One, two…" I opened the door and held my head high, walking past the line of three or four women waiting. I felt Beck's hand on my back as I led us out of the small hallway and wondered what he was thinking. As soon as we were free, he stepped beside me with a huge grin on his lips.

"Did you see their faces?" He asked with a chuckle. I nodded, those poor ladies looked so confused. We were still laughing when we got back to our table and sat down, prompting his mother to notice.

"What's so funny?" She asked Beck when we stopped laughing.

"Nothing," Beck shook his head and I caught the disapproving look his mother gave for a split second before covering it up with a fake smile. "So Jade," She directed her attention to me as I started picking at my new, tail free pasta. "Are you looking forward to the new school year?"

"Yes," I found myself saying with a smirk aimed at Beck. "It should be…interesting."

The end.

Forever.

Jk, I'm gonna upload the first of season two in a new story tonight so I hope to see you there? : )