Thanksgiving '08
Simon stood over Jodi's prone, unmoving form. A quick glance told him she was still breathing but would need serious medical attention soon. Blood dripped from what he assumed to be a broken nose and her left eye was swelling.
He hurt all over. His hands, his knees, and mostly his head throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Once the adrenaline quit, it would only hurt more, so for now, he ignored it. He hunched his shoulders, steeling his resolve. He would not let them get any closer to her.
From out of nowhere, he caught a snippet of a song. He recognized it as Godsmack's "I Stand Alone." How appropriate, facing the last two of Jodi's assailants. He had been lucky enough to take out one of them before they could effectively organize. Jodi had taken one out by herself before she was knocked out. A feral grin spread across his face.
"I'm gonna wipe that fucking smile off your face, dead man."
"When death smiles at you," he said, his voice steadier than he felt, "all you can do is smile back."
*****
Early Nov '08
Simon awoke in darkness. It was usually dark when he woke so this was expected. The clock on the stand displayed 6 am. He flipped on the light next to his bed as he sat up. He stretched, feeling his joints pop and muscles strain. Resigned, he got out of his nice warm bed and walked to his bathroom. He tilted his head back as he released last night's collected urine.
He and Jodi were coming up on their one month anniversary. He hated thinking of it like that since anniversaries were yearly not monthly, but he knew of no other word that fit. Still, he liked the idea. He had never been in a relationship before so he wanted to make the most of it.
He finished, shook, and flushed the toilet. He then heard a low groan come from his bed. Oops, he'd forgotten. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom and gazed at the beautiful creature in his bed.
Jodi's red hair blazed in the small light of the table lamp. Her pale skin practically glowed as well. He wanted to just curl up next to her and go back to sleep, but he had work out this morning.
They had been studying late last night for a chemistry test. At around 2 am, Jodi nodded off. Simon placed her in his bed, under the covers. He grabbed another blanket, laid on top of the covers, and fell asleep next to her. He now realized it explained why he was still wearing his clothes from yesterday.
Another groan broke him from his reverie. He quickly walked over and turned off the light. Still mostly asleep, she sighed and reached back behind herself. She felt around the spot on the bed he had just vacated. She turned over when she couldn't find him. He intercepted her hand with his own and she latched onto it, gently pulling him back to the bed.
"Mmmph," she mumbled, tugging him. He leaned in next to her head, kissing her lightly on the cheek.
"Sorry, babe," he whispered, "I didn't mean to wake you."
"Mmm back to beeh." She tugged him again.
"I can't." He chuckled, pulling his hand away. "Go back to sleep. I'll wake you in an hour or so."
"K," she was back out. Simon smiled and changed into a pair of shorts. He grabbed his iPod and headphones and shut the door to his workout room. His mind shut down as the music played and his muscles burned.
*****
Jodi woke swiftly when Simon's face suddenly turned into a pillow. She had been kissing him deeply and trying to get his shirt off, but it seemed to be impossibly long. Then his lips felt like linen and his mouth went dry.
She was confused by the unfamiliarity of the room. It certainly was not her room or any room in her house. As the last wisps of sleep dissipated, she recognized it and remembered. She had fallen asleep in at Simon's desk, so Simon must have carried her over to the bed.
'Oh my God!' she thought. She panicked briefly, lifting the covers. She was only slightly disappointed that she was still dressed. She curled back under the covers, trying to retain what warmth there was left. She rubbed the spot where she assumed Simon had slept, imagining what it would be like waking next to him every morning. The dream dissipated quickly after she spotted the clock on the table by his bed.
She groaned, refusing to rise for a moment. Sighing, she got up to use the bathroom. She heard the clink of metal in the other room, Simon's workout room. She grinned, picturing the rippling muscles of his arms and back. She quickly finished her business and went to the closed door of the other room. Quietly, she opened the door. She let out a small gasp.
She had seen him mostly naked before but this was different. His skin glistened with exertion from his workout. He had heavy silver chains wrapped around his feet that extended as he pulled himself up the chin-up bar. He alternated between pulling the bar in front and behind his head. The black cord of his headphones trailed down his abs to the iPod hooked to his shorts. Eyes closed, he silently mouthed the words of the song he was listening to, unaware of her presence.
Jodi felt herself getting hot just watching him. She knew she had to leave for home but couldn't stop staring. She wanted to strip off her clothes and mash herself to him, marinating herself in his sweat and smell. She thought about wrapping her legs around his waist and riding him, his cock thrusting into her as he did his chin-ups. She bit her lower lip in frustration.
He dropped suddenly, releasing the bar. Opening his eyes, he smiled at her. He turned off the music and undid the chains around his ankles. He grabbed a towel, wiping off the excess sweat from his torso and face.
"You're up," he stated, "I hope I didn't wake you."
"Oh no," she coughed, clearing her throat, "no. I had to get up. I don't want my parents to worry about where I am, so I should get going." She still couldn't stop staring at his body. "Plus I need a shower before school." 'A cold one,' she thought. "What's with the chains? I didn't think you were one for bondage."
Simon chuckled, "It helps with the chin-ups. The chains, when resting on the ground, don't add any extra weight. As I pull myself up, it lifts the chains, increasing the weight. As I go back down, the weight decreases back to normal. It ends up being a gradual weight increase instead of an instant weight increase."
"I'll take your word for it." Jodi hesitated, "I really should get going."
"No problem. See you at school then?" He stepped up to her, invading her personal space.
Silently, she placed one hand on his chest. She let her index finger trail down to his abdomen and back up again. On its return, it continued higher, up back behind his neck and pulled him down into a lustful kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbed her ass, and lifted her up. Jodi let out a small squeak of surprise, but wrapped her legs and other arm around him tightly. The ease at which he lifted her both excited and frightened her.
She grunted when he pushed her up against the wall, crushing her closer to him. His hands, no longer on her ass, roamed under her shirt, caressing her sides. They moved tantalizingly close to her breasts but never quite going the whole way up. Their tongues warred furiously back and forth. She tried to devour him as he tried to do the same. Simon thrust his cotton encased cock across her denim encased pussy.
As quickly as it started, it stopped. Simon broke the kiss, his forehead still pressed to hers. They were both panting heavily. The lust in her eyes told him he could take her now and she would put up no resistance. But the fear he saw held him in check. He wondered what she saw in him that frightened her.
Reluctantly, he set her down, her legs untangling from his waist. Her hands remained linked behind his head. They stayed like that for several minutes, before Jodi released him.
"Thank you," she said. Simon nodded, understanding. "I should be going," she said at last releasing her physical hold on him.
"Yes. I need a shower and breakfast before I start walking."
