A Love Like War

TAYLOR
There was nothing quite like the smell of Jack Barakat's house; Fresh, like clean linen with a scent of cinnamon vanilla that wandered throughout the halls.
I was in a daze, my head was spinning in circles. Though, I was coherent enough to see, speak and make an ass out of myself all at the same time.
I removed the pillow from my giggly face, "Again," I said giddily, "Kiss again."
Jack and Alex hesitated, but looked at each other and shrugged, then went at it some more.
I watched in awe, witnessing the one thing I'd fantasized about since I'd spotted them in the hallway in seventh grade.
I was in my Jock phase because I was a cheerleader, but there was something awfully special about these two. And now, they were sitting here in front of me doing the greatest thing invented since transformers.
I had come over initially to hang out with Jack. He'd asked me out earlier in the week and invited me over to meet his family.
We were just talking, cuddling and watching movies, getting to know each other better and then Alex showed up with a bottle of Jack Daniels.
It was the summer before my and Alex's sophomore year; Jack was just about to enter high school and Alex wanted to help him relax.
We all got to slinging back shots and the rest was history.
"Okay," I declared, struggling to sit upright from my position on Jacks bed, "I need in on this."
I pulled them apart and pulled Jack towards my lower half and cupped his hands to my backside and pulled off my shirt. I then grabbed Alex's face and forced my tongue into his mouth, he didn't seem to mind.
Jack casually grasped and released my ass, he didn't really look like he knew what was happening, too drunk I supposed.
I tapped him on the shoulder, "Can I?" I asked, gesturing to my bra with my eyes.
As if snapping back into reality, Jack didn't respond, he just unhooked it and let it fall to the bed in one swift motion. 'Someone's experienced,' I thought to myself.
They both stared for a moment at my exposed breasts, then smiled devilishly and gave each other a nod of approval.
"Taylor, baby, lay back," Jack whispered, his voice suddenly turning sexy and gravelly.
I laid back, listening to his commands as Alex undid and slipped off my jeans, teasing me with his warm fingers, Jack nibbling and licking my teeny hardened nipples.
Without noticed they switched places. Alex was in my face, kissing me drunkenly and Jack was in between my thighs doing something I'd never experienced before. Oral.
Piece by piece the image faded to black. I woke, growing aware of my surroundings. That was all that happened that night, but it was more than I wanted to remember.
My eyes fluttered, it was only a dream. Flashbacks of what took place a mere four years ago in Jack's childhood bedroom flooded my memory banks.
Things were different now. I was mo longer that promiscuous girl, I was respectable with a great job, a nice house and an amazing boyfriend.
I reached my hand down beneath the blanket to check my suspicions. Yep, soaked.
I groaned, then sighed, sitting up. I turned and looked at the clock, "Eight fifty-nine. Always before the alarm, Tay."
I kept out of bed to the bathroom in the hall. I examined myself in the mirror, I was right, I definitely wasn't that fifteen year old girl from my dream.
I reached up to touch my newfound friends, angel bites, a gift from Jack. He found it ever so thoughtful of himself to complete the journey I'd set out on two years ago.
I'd had quite the fascination with body modification and had taken it upon myself to pierce three more holes on each ear and put size two tunnels at the bottom. I had an industrial bar on the left side and I had acquired a nose piercing, both my hips, a belly ring plus my nipples and a clitoral piercing (the last two, also presents from Jack). In total that made eighteen holes in my body.
I was slim, but curvy. I had beautiful brown hair, I was tattooed with all that I would ever want and all of it was free. Yet, I wasn't satisfied. I looked like all I had ever sought after, but somehow, it wasn't enough...
I couldn't shake that dream, those events that transpired, that wasn't me. Even back then, that wasn't me. Not in the slightest. I was a bad girl, but not THAT bad.
It wasn't Jack or Alex either. We were all so embarrassed, ashamed of ourselves the following day. We tried to go on and act as if it never happened, but Jack was upset with me, he wanted to kill Alex and Alex and I couldn't even look at each other.
It had taken awhile and a lot of work, but we all became comfortable with each other again.
I showered and dressed. I checked the time again, nine fourty-five. "Shit," I swore aloud, "I'd better not be late for work again or Brendon might fire me."
I arrived with four minutes to spare. I grabbed my lipstick out of my purse and revamped the color before heading inside.
"Chiquita!" Brendon, my super gay boss, sang out as I entered the shop.
"I'm not a banana, Bren," I joked.
"Oh, hush, your client is already here, tend to him," he scolded, pointing to Alex sitting, waiting patiently on the leather sofa.
"Hey bitch tits," Alex said.
"Hey dick, come on back," I replied, my own joke biting me in the ass. 'He came in your mouth, not on your back, silly.' "So, just finishing the color? Or is there any more you want worked into it?" 'No, but he'd like to work into you.'
"Yup, just the color," he replied, pulling off his shirt revealing the masculinity that hid beneath. Alex had changed a lot on the inside, but he'd managed to keep his toned body intact.
"You should have rode with me to work, it would've saved you gas," I told him whilst setting up my limited edition Guns N' Roses tattoo gun and pouring the array of inks into their catches.
"I would have, but I slept over at Sydney's last night," he laid stomach down in the chair.
"Alexander William Gaskarth, tell me you didn't. She's underage!" I scalded.
"No fucking duh, Tay. Do you think im crazy? Of course I didn't sleep with her. I slept on the couch," he defended himself. "By the way, I was here for half an hour, Brendon said you were supposed to be here at nine thirty."
"What?!" I asked mortified, running to the schedule taped to the wall. "Fuck!"
"Chill," Alex laughed, "I'm only yanking your chain."
You've yanked more than that, Taylor.' My eyes widened at my thoughts. "Shut up!" I mumbled, getting to work.

Notes

My first story on ATLFF. Hope you guys like it! Can't wait for
the feedback! XOXOX - Nicki.