Secret Santa!
Ok, I guess I'll be the first Santa of this year!
Also this little start to smut that was floating around my head.
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Pearl was in a bad mood, and she didn't know why, so she decided to stop by the boys' apartment to see if either Devon or Will were around. Hopefully Syn wouldn't be in, because she really didn't think that the sprite liked her for some reason, possibly her connections to Will she supposed. One person she wasn't expecting to answer the door though was James McCafferty. The witch rolled her eyes, masking the surprise at seeing him there infront of her.
"You." He said simply, and flatly.
"Me. You. Have you come back to screw up the lives of even more people I care about?" Pearl asked with false sweetness. He always brought out the worst in her.
"What do you want?"
"Can I come in?" The last thing she wanted was to spend time with James, but she had a feeling it would annoy him, so she would do it just for that. He didn't object though, just walking into the apartment himself, surrounded by his brooding silence. Well where was the fun in that? Following him in, and shutting the door behind her, Pearl tested his patience a little more, invading his personal space by taking the seat next to him, even twisting so her leg was making even more contact with his.
James looked at where their legs met and looked back to her, refusing to move and give her the satisfaction. "There are other seats."
"I like this one."
"You do have a thing for taking over anything of mine." He scowled, making Pearl laugh and lean in closer.
"How sweet. There is a world outside of James McCafferty. It doesn't all revolve around you and what you want. He was mine long before he was yours. Hmm... maybe that's it, maybe it's you who likes to take what's mine. You had Will, what now? Do you want to take my body, control that too? I am your type, the kind you like to break, right? I haven't forgotten. Try it, take it all. Afterall, the world is all for the amusement of James right? I'm just here for you to take your frustrations out, to pull me down and make you feel better."
She knew she had taken it too far, so when James lifted his hand she flinched, expecting him to hit her like he had once before. His fingers gripped her hair, and his eyes burned, and for a second, Pearl was scared of what she might have driven him too, but just as she worried what he was about to do to her, his lips crushed against hers, and her expectations shattered. Worse, she felt herself react, kissing him back, pressing her body against his and encouraging him. This was wrong, and yet.... it was so right.