thediaryofjayne (thediaryofjayne) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2012-05-30 11:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 10.11.11, elias, jayne, max |
Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry?
Who: Jayne and Max (with some Elias)
What: Bringing home his bride
When: 10.11 - Tuesday Night
Where: Eli and Max's (and now Jayne's too) place
Warning: NSFW
Max made good on his promise to carry Jayne across the threshold. The whole thing with Rupert hadn't gone well, but it was done. He wasn't going to linger on it or let Jayne beat herself up over it any longer. Rupert would get over it. Soon. Or else he and Max were going to have words. Because it sure as hell wasn't worth alienating his only sibling for, and he hoped Rupert knew that. Handing Jayne his keys, Max scooped up his wife and kissed her. "Okay, first I get you in the house," he told her. "Then I'll go back for your stuff."
Jayne was feeling better by the time they got to Max's - and now her - home. She hadn't truly thought he'd carry her over the threshold, but she certainly wasn't going to stop him. She giggled a little and shook her head. "You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet," she said to him as they headed into the house, stopping so she could unlock the door and he could carry her inside.
"Hey, I have to live up to my prince charming standard," he said as he set her down on the couch. "Or you'll change your mind about keeping me." There was no reason to make her stand around while he headed back to the car to get her stuff. Giving her another kiss, he headed out to get her suitcase and backpack.
"Not going to happen," she assured him, smiling into that kiss and letting him go out to get her things even though she was silently telling herself she was more than capable. She did, however, feel crampy still so she wasn't going to argue.
When Max returned with the suitcase and her bag, Elias had emerged from his room and arched a brow at his brother. "I thought you were staying at Jayne's," he commented, glancing at the bags and then back at Jayne on the sofa. "Do I even want to know?"
Of course she could carry it herself. But he was trying to be all romantic and stuff, so she could just deal. Besides, after what she'd been through the last day between cramps and drama, she deserved a little pampering. Okay, probably more than a little.
"Probably not," he told his brother as he dropped the suitcase and backpack next to the couch and then plopped down next to Jayne. He pulled her into his arms, since relating what was going on would mean making her remember it. "Rupert wasn't quite as understanding about us eloping as you were," he told his twin. "He freaked out." Best way to summarize it.
Elias shook his head a little and sighed, plopping down on the other side of his brother. "Then welcome home, Jayne," he told his sister-in-law. "He'll get over it," he added, figuring that she likely needed to hear that as well. "Besides, I only gave it a day before you were living here anyways," he admitted. "I should have made a bet with Max so he could have paid me."
Max gave Jayne a little squeeze. "You still sure you wanna be associated with the Laskos?" he teased her. "We're kind of brats. Especially him." He swatted playfully at his brother's head.
Jayne leaned into Max and nodded. "Yup," she told him. "You're stuck with me whether you like it or not. I'm a Lasko now too and there's not much you can do about it." Not since they already consummated their vows. Which had her smirking a little to herself.
"I love it," he told Jayne as he leaned in to kiss her. "Look at the rest of the family. We're trouble." He looked over his shoulder at his brother. "Don't worry, we're taking it downstairs. Say good-night." He stood up and pulled Jayne up off the couch. "I promised you a long bubblebath. Come on."
Elias shook his head and got up off the sofa again, heading for his room. "Radio, check. Goodnight." And without another word, he disappeared into his bedroom and flicked the radio on. At least he liked listening to it when he was going to sleep. No harm, no foul. And Max was happy so that was good too.
Jayne laughed a little. "I sort of feel bad for him," she admitted. "Soundproofing. I'll look into it tomorrow." Mostly because now she lived there and it really wasn't fair to keep him stuck keeping the radio up every single night.
Max snickered after his brother. Yeah, he was kind of proud how loud he got Jayne going. But soundproofing was good. "He'll love you forever," he assured her as he grabbed her bags. "Come on, princess. I want to get you hot, wet and naked."
Who could refuse a suggestion like that? Once the doors were latched, she followed Max down the stairs and didn't bother with putting her clothes away. That could be done later. "You stay out here," she told him. There were plenty of things she didn't want to ever have to do in front of Max and preparing for a bath when she was on the rag was one of them. She let the water fill up in the bathtub, using some of her bubble bath because it smelled good and was calming, and took a few moments to do all the things she didn't want Max to watch her do. It wasn't until she'd submerged herself in the tub that she drew in a breath and called out for him. "Okay, it's safe."
Eh, he wasn't the kind of guy who got off on watching girls use the bathroom anyway. Max got his shoes off and stripped off his clothes while he waited for Jayne to finish fussing in the bathroom. He stepped inside the bathroom, shutting the door for extra soundproofing. Max would be lying if he tried to say he wasn't going to try to put the moves on her. Even if he didn't intend to, she was hot, wet and naked and HIS. No man had that kind of willpower. "Okay, make some room then," he told her. "My legs are just as long as yours."
"What if I don't wanna?" she teased, smirking up at him from where she lay. Not that she intended to leave him out, not when he was naked and hot. And hers. Shifting forward, she made room for him to slide into the tub, thankful that it was at least roomie. "You're lucky I love you, hubby."
Max scoffed. "Brat," he teased Jayne as he leaned down to kiss her. "I'm very lucky you love me." He slipped into the tub and settled back, pulling his wife against his chest. Oh yeah, big tubs had been a selling point for this place. "We definitely need to do this a lot," he told her as urged her to recline against him. "This is awesome."
She smiled a little and did recline against him as he wished her to. "Mhm," she agreed. "At least once a month for three days," she murmured. The hot water certainly helped and the scented bubble bath was nice too. Having her husband behind her and warm to the touch only added to the sensations washing over her. "I love you," she murmured. "And I'm sorry that Rupert got upset about us. But I'm still just as happy. And just as in love with you."
That was not enough. "How about at least once a week?" he suggested. "Because I'll take any excuse to have you hot, wet, naked and pressed against me." Yeah, he was allowed to perv on her now, she was his wife. "I love you too, Jayne," he replied as he turned his head to kiss her cheek. "I'm sorry he hurt you when he did. I never doubted for a second you weren't. I just wish he'd been more reasonable." It wasn't the end of the goddamned world after all.
She sighed a little and looked at him over her shoulder. "I understand him being upset I just kind of wished that it wouldn't have ended with him running off instead of talking to me. He acts like I just upset his whole world and I'm sorry if he feels like that, but I'm eighteen. He had to know that this was coming sooner or later. And I'm his sister, should it really have been such a big deal?" She shook her head and leaned enough to kiss him. "Let's talk about something else," she murmured against his mouth. "Like you taking your wife to homecoming on Friday," she smiled.
"He acted like he was a teenage girl who's wedding dreams had been crushed," Max grumbled quietly. Really, he'd ran off to his girlfriend's and dragged Odette with him. That bothered him more than anything. It felt like she was being punished because the grown ups in her life weren't all that grown up. Okay, she wanted to change the subject. He'd be all for the one that was trying to pop up as she kissed him, but then she expected him to talk about homecoming. Yeah. "Of course we're still going," he told her. "I'm starting to get a thing for you in fancy princess dresses. You totally own that look."
Yeah, a big fancy wedding was great and all, but Jayne was plenty satisfied with the one that she'd had with Max. It was perfect for them and she couldn't have been happier about the wedding itself than she was. Jayne grinned at him and leaned in for another little kiss. "Keep it up with the compliments and I'm going to start thinking you like me," she whispered teasingly.
Max was more than happy with everything he had now. The wedding had been perfect for them and now Jayne was his wife and living with him and Rupert could stuff it. He was also more than happy to kiss Jayne some more. "Oh?" he said. "So how far will flattery get me?" Yeah, definitely happy.
That had Jayne grinning at him. "Well," she murmured, leaning in for another kiss, "Since you made me feel so much better, I might be persuaded to let it get you pretty far," she smiled. "Since I love you and all, I feel bad holding out on you, especially when I want you just as much as you want me." And oh how she did. Even in pain she wanted him, but thankfully she was feeling at least a little better and it did help with the cramps a bit, which she'd take. Gladly.
Max chuckled and pulled her closer against his chest. "I love you too and I definitely want you," he agreed. Not that she couldn't feel that, especially after she'd said that. "I always want you," he added softly. "In every way." He really did believe they were soulmates and for all the crap they'd had to deal with (and the world wasn't done yet with that, married or not), he was glad they'd rushed off and eloped on their own.
"I always want you too," she murmured, nodding a little as she shifted, getting to her knees and leaning in to kiss him properly. "How do you want me, gorgeous husband of mine?" she questioned, gently brushing her damp fingertips through his hair.
He reached out to balance her better when she got on her knees to kiss him. His hands skimmed down her sides to cup her ass, pulling her down again. A shudder ran through his body as he felt her soft, wet, warm skin under his hands and her fingers in his hair. "Any way I can have you," he told her, squeezing her butt.
This was just one more reason she loved him. Not just for the sex or the fact that they couldn't keep their hands off of one another, but because when he spoke to her she could feel and hear the love he had for her in every syllable that came from him. Shuddering a little at the feel of his fingers against her ass, she let out a soft moan and shifted enough to straddle his legs in the tub, teasingly rocking herself against him. "Any time, anywhere, any way," she murmured. "I'm your wife, dollface, this is all you get for the rest of your life."
"God, I'm lucky then," Max groaned, shifting his hips up against hers. "I love you, baby." He sat up so she could wrap her legs around him, that way she didn't have to try and brace against the slippery tub and instead, just move on him. "Want you, Jayne."
"I think I'm the lucky one," she breathed, letting out a soft groan against his mouth. "I love you too," she murmured. "So much." Sliding her legs around him, she shifted a bit, teasing herself against him until their bodies lined up. A shiver ran down her back, a delicious tingle that settled at the base of her spine. "Want you," she replied as she rocked her hips enough to allow him to sink into her.
Max grinned. "We're lucky," he concluded. Because they were. Not everybody got to meet their soulmate ever. Let alone as young as they were. He groaned as her body slipped against his. Yeah, he liked this position already. His cock jumped in response to that shiver, then he was inside her and the rest of the world fell away. "God, baby," he breathed as he rolled his hips up into hers, going deeper. Yeah, really, really liked this position. It was crazy intimate, which matched the mood they were in right now.
Jayne threaded her fingers through his hair, pushing it back from his face as she leaned in to kiss him, deliberately clenching her muscles around him so he wouldn't feel neglected by her lack of movement. She couldn't help but groan out, into his mouth, at the way he filled her up. She was, in a way, thankful that they'd told Rupert. She hadn't wanted to stay apart from Max even for a second and now she didn't have to. She knew that Rupert was likely upset and thinking she was going to drop out or something like that, but she had every intention of finishing school. Max wouldn't hinder her education like that. If anything, he made her want to do better for herself so she could be better for him. "I love it when you call me 'baby'," she admitted softly against his lips, a tiny smile curling her mouth.
He wasn't feeling neglected at all. Not that the tightening around his cock wasn't appreciated. Max groaned again and bucked up into her. He was glad she was there on so many levels, and no, he'd never hinder her education in any way. Nothing had changed. He still wanted Jayne to have all of her dreams. He was just definitely with her for the whole ride, whatever it brought them. He chuckled low at her words. "Good," he breathed. "Because you're my baby forever."
The sounds that she could stir from within him always made each experience with Max all the better. It was amazing how much a simple sound could turn her on, but he somehow managed to do so every time he made one of those lusty little groans. Shifting her body a little, she pulled back from him slowly and then rocked against him again, this time finding it her turn to moan. Her aching body certainly appreciated him pressing into her and for a moment she wasn't really thinking about the pain, or anything save for Max. "Yes," she whispered, making the same motion once more, her head tilting back slightly, exposing her slender neck. "Forever," she agreed. Forever sounded pretty damn good.
She made some pretty nice sounds of her own. Especially the more worked up Jayne got. He wanted to take away her pain, all of it; not just what her body was doing to her. The hurt she'd felt from Rupert's reaction just as much. Even if it was just for a little while. He never wanted to make Jayne feel anything but good and happy. "Oh yeah," he agreed, wrapping her in his arms as her wet body slid down his as she rolled her hips against his. He caught the rocking rhythm pretty fast. God, that was fucking awesome. Her body wrapped around him, her breasts rubbing against his chest every time she rolled down onto his cock and he rocked back up into her. "Fuck, baby," he rasped, watching her face. This was so incredibly hot.
The way he touched her made her tingle and rock slightly faster against him, tightening her muscles each time she pulled away from him for added pleasure on his part. And hers too if she was being entirely honest. It was intense and intimate and that was exactly what she wanted right now in that very moment. Her fingers tugged at his hair as she leaned her head forward again, pressing her lips to his cheek and then against his neck just beneath his earlobe. "Love how you fill me up," she breathed against his skin.
She was definitely just making it better, everything she was doing. Max groaned and his head lolled back as he started stroking his hands up and down her back. Intense and intimate was exactly what they both needed right now. He shuddered as Jayne tugged at his hair and started teasing his neck and ear. "Good," he breathed. "Only cock you're getting now."
"Good," she whimpered. "Luckiest girl in the world." And she truly believed that she was. She got Max for the rest of forever. He was hers as much as she was his and even the realization of that had her eyes misting slightly. "Love you so much," she breathed against his ear, breath hitching slightly in her throat.
It was one thing for him to claim to be lucky to have her, but for her to say that she was lucky to have him, like that, now, was just the best thing ever. It made Max feel like maybe he could make Jayne always feel that way. He wasn't exactly the best guy in the world, and while he usually could push it down, it wasn't just him and his fucked up family in this anymore. He didn't want her to ever regret getting involved with him. "Love you too," he replied, winding his arms around Jayne tighter. "God, this is just-" There was no real way to describe it. It was probably more intimate and special than their first time after the wedding. "-perfect." Yeah, that wasn't good enough, but it was hard to come up with a better description when she was wrapped around him in every way and quickly driving him towards losing it. So perfect would just have to do.
Perfect was a good start. It was likely the only word she'd have been able to think of herself as well, but it was difficult for Jayne to think at all in that moment. It was more intimate, perhaps, than their wedding night had been.. As far as Jayne was concerned, every night was just one more night on her extended honeymoon with her husband. She planned on living each evening as if it were their honeymoon if she could. Pulling her lips away from his neck, she pulled back enough to look at him, tears still stinging her eyes. She wanted to say something but words were failing her so instead of speaking she simply leaned in and kissed him, trying her best to convey all she was feeling with her lips.
Max's silver tongue kind of failed him when she was sucking on it. It was understandable. Thinking was definitely not easy when she felt this good. He liked the idea of their life being an extended honeymoon. He always wanted to be this in love with Jayne. He could see the glassiness over her eyes, but he was hoping it was just happy tears and not pain or anything. He was pretty sure it was when she kissed him like that. He moaned softly and returned it with everything he was feeling. Yeah, perfect was pretty much perfect.
Jayne shifted her hips a bit more quickly when she pulled from the kiss, her eyes still on his. As if she needed to make this any more intimate than it already was. "Never thought I'd love someone like this," she admitted, blinking to try and get the tears to go away but only succeeding in making them slip down her cheeks. "I just love you s-so much."
If this got any more intense and intimate, he was going to cry too. It was just too much and so awesome at the same time. Max rolled his hips up into her faster in turn, feeling that pressure building in his spine and balls. "Me either," he said as he clung to her and shuddered. "Love you, baby. So much." He turned his head so he could kiss her cheek, tasting the salty tears. Yeah, this was the most intense thing he'd ever experienced.
He wasn't the only one clinging and shuddering. If she wrapped herself any tighter around him she thought she might break the poor man. The feel of his lips on her cheek didn't help stop the tears from flowing but it certainly made everything more intense. She was close, winding up so tightly she thought she might burst. Shifting her hips against his a little faster, grinding her body against his, she shivered slightly, tingles starting to rush through her from her toes upwards. "So close," she whispered, nipping his lower lip, her fingers sliding down his back and nails nipping at his skin. "Make me come," she breathed. "Show me how much you love me."
It wasn't her grip that was gonna break him. It was just how soul rendingly intense this was if anything. Max could feel his own throat tightening as they kept moving, tasted the tears continuing to roll down Jayne's face. "Me too," he gasped against her cheek. Her nails in his back made him shudder and rock his hips up into her faster. "God, Jayne," he moaned. He was so close, but he needed her to fall over the edge.
Jayne could hear the tightening of his voice and knew he was feeling this just as intensely as she was. She shivered and shuddered and her muscles began to tighten as she all but rutted against him as best she could without really moving much at all. If anything she just ground herself against him to add more stimulation to her clit as he filled her with each thrust he made. And all of a sudden she felt the wall break down and as she cried out, his name on her lips, she felt the tears start slipping down her cheeks. The intensity of it all was almost too much to bear.
God, was he. Max had never experienced anything this intense in his life. The grinding against him was fine, he wasn't exactly doing much more than rutting up towards her faster. There was nothing planned or controlled about his movements. He was just caught up in the moment, caught up in her. When she cried out, he seized up as well. He was a little worried about breaking her with how tightly he was clinging to her as he came. "God, Jayne," he gasped out, feeling a few tears slip down his own face. He buried his face against her throat and inhaled weakly. God, that had been the best time ever.
She was still shivering even after she came down, her arms tight around his body. It was a long moment before she could speak, pulling back enough that she could look at him, see the glassiness in his eyes and the tears still clinging to his cheeks. "I love you," she breathed. "And if I had any doubt at all that you feel the same... it's gone now," she murmured as she leaned in to kiss him, her hands moving to either side of his face. She was still overcome with emotion but she knew now that she could never love another the way she loved him.
Max was still shaky when she pulled back. He definitely felt lightheaded and relieved at the same time. "I love you, too," he replied softly, then buried his face against her throat again. "I'm glad. Because I cannot live without you." He'd known it before, but after the last couple of days, especially after this, Max didn't even want to consider not having Jayne in his life. He felt complete, whole.
"You're the best thing that ever happened to me," she breathed, cradling his head against her, her fingers gently caressing his hair. "I cannot live without you either. I wouldn't want to try." And that was the understatement of the year. She was fairly certain she'd cease to breathe and think and function entirely if even the thought of Max being gone was a possibility.
"Same," he murmured. "On all of the above." He sighed and shifted to lean back against the tub because his back was starting to ache from this position. He was trying not to squish her legs, but also trying not to dislodge her. "I don't want to move ever," he admitted softly, lifting his head to kiss Jayne again.
Jayne shifted her legs to straddling him again so that he could be more comfortable and she wouldn't have to move just yet. "Me either," she admitted, leaning in against him, her head against his shoulder after the soft kiss. "That was... intense," she breathed, lifting her hand to gently brush over his cheek, tilting his head towards hers. "I didn't think it was possible to love you more."
Intense was an understatement. But Max couldn't think of any word to describe it better. "It was," he agreed softly, wrapping his arms around Jayne as she rested her head on his shoulder. "Yeah, you keep upping the ante on me. I keep telling you, I'm just trying to keep up." His turned his head enough to kiss her cheek. "So, please tell me you feel better after that? I mean icky cramp-wise too." He knew they both felt a lot better emotionally and mentally now. If not completely drained. Max hadn't felt this good tired ever.
She smiled and nodded. "I do," she told him. "I feel tingly." All over really. In the best of ways. "Like I'm on fire," she explained, her fingertips gently brushing over the shoulder her head wasn't against. "Definitely ruined me for all other men," she smirked. "Good thing you married me."
Max chuckled. "I've never thought of being on fire as tingly," he teased. "I get you. I am just-" he flopped limply for a second with a dopey look on his face, since there was no words to express how tired and good he felt right now. Then he wrapped his arms around Jayne again. "Good," he said. "Because I am the only man who gets to do that to you ever again." He kissed her cheek again. "Unfortunately, the water's starting to get cold. We definitely need to do that again. On the bed. So we don't have to move afterwards." That had been crazy intense.
Jayne nodded again, reluctantly lifting her head. She caught his eyes once more, smiling a little at him. "Are you sure I'm going to be enough for you for forever?" she murmured, slowly lifting herself off of him. She took a moment to regain the feeling in her legs again before she stood up and climbed out of the tub to dry herself off.
Yeah, his legs weren't working too well yet either. Max shifted a bit, drawing up his knees a litte so he could work feeling back in. "Ha," he said. "You are more than enough forever," He pulled her face to his for a kiss before he let her retreat from the tub. Once he was sure he could feel his feet again, he hauled himself out of the tub. He grabbed a towel off the rack and sighed. "Okay, leaving so you can do your girly stuff." He didn't really plan on doing more than drying off and climbing into bed. "I'll be waiting for you in bed, baby," he told her as he stole a kiss.
Jayne really despised the 'girly stuff'. Especially right now when she'd much rather just crawl into bed naked with her husband. But she appreciated that he gave her the space to do what she needed to do without any fuss. Taking a few minutes to take care of those things, she then let the water out of the tub and sighed, dragging her brush through her hair and pulling on her nightgown. By the time she returned to the bedroom, Max was sprawled out and looking completely worn out. Letting out a little sigh of contentment, she flipped off the light and crawled into bed with him. Curling up against the man, she drew in a breath. Maybe now she could get some sleep. School came early, after all.