P.ast the P.oint of No R.eturn; [mortay]

[Jordan Bailey]

Like a lamb, Jordan followed Mort, trotting behind him as he made his way through the forest. Her small hand held firmly in his, she was so much like a lamb following a shepherd. It didn't help that she was so small in comparison to him. He could easily snap her in half, if he wished, but he didn't. He was nice, contrary to what others thought. Why did he come off as mean to some of her friends? Why did they dislike him so? She most certainly did not know. He was nice to her, he knew. He was nice to others, from what she had seen. So why did they not like him? I mean...he got her a turtle. If that wasn't nice, especially since she really wanted an animal of some sort, then what was? Her friends, such as Kasen, thought her blind because of the trust she put in the older, taller boy. Hey, he hadn't done anything to receiver her dislike or even hate, so as long as he stayed that way, he was fine, no matter what others thought.

She didn't even really know where he was taking her. The two had just been hanging out and he suddenly exclaimed that they should go somewhere, and he dragged her off. Of course, she knew that she was in the forest, that much was obvious. But why? And what was here? As far as she knew, there was nothing in the forest. Then again, even in her three years at the school, she really hadn't gone near the forest. It was called the Grey Forest, but when within it, most light was doused, until you found some clearing where the light broke through the foliage. And the lack of light scared small Jay. Mostly because she was freakishly scared of the dark. That might also be the reason why, as they walked further into the dark, she got closer to Mort, to the point where she was clinging his arm, tears threatening to fall down her cheeks.

But then....light started to filter, once more, through the foliage to shine down on the small girl. Then....they suddenly arrived in the clearing. The large clearing, the one most known about, of course. Jordan gaped, looking at the beauty of the clearing, her mind completely forgetting about the horrid blackness that nearly surrounded her seconds before. Funny how quickly light changes, from one location to the next, and during different times of the day. Jordan quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked up at Mort. "Wut are we doing heeere?" She questioned brightly, the bit of vodka she had drunk earlier slurring her words ever so slightly. You might think, after falling from grace for drinking, she would have stopped, but she didn't. She wasn't as heavy a drinker as she had been, although you might not believe it, but she still did. However, she could handle her vodka better than others, and she knew that whatever happened, she'd still remember what happened today, tomorrow. Unlike some people that might drink that same amount that she had.

The young girl was confused about Mort. Not about the fact that everyone seemed to hate him. No, not that, it was her feelings for him. Jay had never been in love before. She had never had a boyfriend, or even a crush, really. All the boys in her French village had avoided her. They knew she was different, and they didn't like it. Therefore, they stayed far, far away from her. So with all the young men in her village like that, how could she ever develop feelings for anybody? So she had no clue what love, or even a crush really felt like. And she was scared and confused about these different feelings she had for the older demon. There was more than friendship there, she knew. But the difference between a crush, lust, and love, she didn't know. So how could she interpret the feelings she had? And their relationship had grown from simple friendship. For the past couple of days, they'd cuddled more, and even kissed. And Jay....she liked it. She had enjoyed his kisses, and they just felt good. And from it, she craved more. The feelings scared her more than anything, but she still wanted to continue.

A grin coated Jay's lips as she looked up at Mort. She wondered what was in store for today. When she was with Mort, she always had fun, it seemed. All her cares had been tossed away with the last drop of the vodka she had had, and she just wanted to go with the flow at this point, and she didn't care what may happen.

[ x3 okay, cheesy last line, but whatever. xD ]

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[Mortimer Edison]

Mort's hand completely covered the young girl's as he led her through the forest, an uneasy smile on his face. He knew what was going to happen before the night ended, there was no question about it. It seemed like this girl absolutely adored him, and would go to the edge of the Earth if he willed it. And that was one of the things that worried him. What would she want from him tomorrow? What would she expect? It's not like he was going to get onto his shining stallion and ride away with her into the sunset. After all, he still had a job to do, and he still had Daileh in his sights. Daileh, a girl who was practically the opposite this one. Jay was sweet, kind, bubbly and innocent. Why was she like this with him?

He also wasn't very happy with the vodka that they had consumed beforehand. Had he lost his touch? Had his skills fallen so much that he had to rely on alcohol to do his job for him? He took some comfort in the fact that she seemed to be only a little tipsy, but it still wasn't enough to boost his confidence. And why did he do this in the first place? Was it really to help him with the torture of his victims? Or was it just a confidence thing? Did he just spread himself around to every person who would take him so that he wouldn't have to live with what he was? Or maybe he just really liked sex, and he was having an emo moment for no reason. Probably that last one.

Soon the moonlight began to shone on the pair as they entered the clearing, and Jay finally broke the silence. "Wut are we doing heeere?" she slurred, grinning up at him innocently. He softly smiled down at her as he decided whether or not to go ahead with the plan. He had never screwed an angel, fallen or not, and he wasn't sure whether there was something written into their genetic code that turned them into a puddle or something when they fucked. Plus there was the look in her eyes. They sparkled up at him in the moonlight, overflowing with wonder and innocence. Eventually he came to the decision that it was too late to back out now. After all, he couldn't just say 'Well, I was going to fuck you, but then I realised I'm too evil for you, so yeah, bummer.'

Ignoring her question, the demon brought up his free hand and gently brushed the girl's fringe away from her eyes. "You have no idea how beautiful you look in the moonlight," he crooned smoothly, looking into her eyes. He suddenly dropped to the ground and looked away, unable to bare the innocence any longer. He lied on the ground and tugged gently on Jay's hand, prompting her to join him. "Have you ever taken the time to just lay in the grass and watch the stars before? The sky can be so beautiful sometimes." He stared up into space and took a deep sigh, bracing himself for the rest of the night.
[Lulz @ trying to be poetically romantic. xD]

[Jordan Bailey]

Some thought that Jay and Mortimer were complete opposites. Really, it was true. But naive little Jay knew nothing of that. Like she would. Jay didn't listen to gossip, for one. She hated the petty little rumors that went around. Who slept with who, and who did what that day. All of it was complete crap. Of course, there was some thread of truth in every rumor, usually. But the reason Jay didn't listen to rumors? They were dumb, stupid, and were usually lies about others. And, frankly, it was mean. Jay hated people being mean to others. People being mean to her? She didn't care as much. To some extent, yeah, she did care, but not as much as others might. So, she hated rumors. Therefore, how could she knew of all the bad things people said about Mort. And, therefore, how could she expect to know what would become of this night?

The moonlight that shone down upon the clearing added a sort of...romantic touch. It was something that made her feel...odd. But in a good way, most definitely. Romantic was always good in Jay's book. Hey, she couldn't help that she liked the mushy, romantic things. She was a girl, and would appreciate it. Too much, however, might get her a bit angry. Sure, she liked romantic things, but not overly much. It made the guy seem desperate, really. If he depended on romantic cliches to get a girl. Yeah, not good. But the subtlety in which the romantic side had been presented to her was....well, cute, for lack of a better word, really. As she looked up at Mort, her breath nearly caught for a second. The moonlight illuminated his handsome features perfectly. Looking up at him presented the fact that it was no wonder she had fallen for the demon. He was amazingly good-looking, and had looks to die for, as cliche as that sounded. Anyone would fall for the attractive demon, given the time. Of course, most did, but Jay didn't know anything about other people liking him.

Her heart sped up slightly as his fingers gently brushed across her skin as he slid her fringe away from her eyes, revealing her grayish green eyes fully. And they weren't often completely revealed as they were now. A blush rose on the small girl's cheeks as his compliments wove intricate patterns around her, his velvet voice running through her mind over and over again. She knew she had it bad, even if it was just lust. Not that she knew the difference. "N-no I don't..." was the stuttered reply. God, how awful her words sounded next to his. Hers just quickly stuttered out, his were like velvet, like a poet, perhaps. As they locked eyes, her blush only grew deeper. However, he suddenly dropped from above her, to laying on the ground. Jay blinked once as her hand was squeezed, and then a grin overcame her lips. She prompty fell to the ground, and layed back next to Mort on the hard ground. She glanced over at Mort once before looking up into the heavens above. "No," came the slow reply, a hint of regret in her voice. "I don't think I have, really." Jay carefully looked up at the stars, watching each one twinkle against the velvet blue backdrop, all of different sizes and brightness. The sky truly was a marvelous thing. No one could know how far in space it extended. Not the average teenager anyways. Well, as average as any teen at Winterthorne could possible be.

[ x3 I agree xDDDDD <3 ]

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[Mortimer Edison]

Mort was lucky that Jay paid no attention to rumours. Naturally word about his numerous conquests must have spread around the school by then. Flirting with almost every girl he met? Hooking up with Blake, then with Kjara? And that's not even mentioning Truth or Dare. Yes, Mort was indeed quite the lucky guy. Fucking irony.

He wrapped an arm around Jay when she joined him on the grass and continued to stare up at the sky. For several minutes the only sounds were of soft breathing until Mort eventually broke the silence. His eyes broke away from the silky blue sky and he turned on his side to face the girl, a gentle smile on his lips. "The sky gets dull after a while," he said, boring into her eyes with his own. Still looking at her, he edged closer until he could feel her breath on his neck. His free arm reached up behind Jay and followed her hair along her back, finally resting just above her butt. He continued to stare into the girl's beautiful eyes, seemingly mesmerized by them. "Fuck, Jay. You are so damn gorgeous! I feel like the luckiest guy on the planet just lying here with you. Let's stay like this forever."

Naturally, he didn't mean it. After all, he was a busy demon. He had people to do, things to see! Right at the top of his 'to-do' list, however, was Jay. What a lucky girl.
[Sorry about it being so short, but I'm really tired. >_<]

[Jordan Bailey]

Some might think that Jay was horribly naïve, because she didn't listen to rumors. But she was most definitely not naïve. Just because she didn't listen to rumors, because most of them were untrue in the first place, didn't mean that she had no clue about anything in the world. Sex, drugs, alcohol. She knew about it all. Well, she had no first hand experience with sex or drugs, but she knew about them. Alcohol however....she knew a lot about it. It was really what made her fall, as stupid as it sounds, and she still loved it. She wasn't as heavy a drinker as she had been when she fell, but she still drunk more than was healthy. Really, to be healthy, she wouldn't drink anything at all. Nothing alcoholic, anyways. So no, she wasn't naïve, she just didn't live listening to lies that others spread about other peopld, just to spite them, usually. Or to break some people up. Whatever the intention, it was never good, and Jay hated that.

As she layed upon the grass, she felt Mort's arm wrap around her tiny frame. She held a slight shudder of pleasure as his hand passed along her skin. Was this how love felt? Seriously? She had no clue about how love really felt. Nor did she know what lust felt like. She knew of lust, had heard of it, but didn't know anything about it, and didn't know that she only felt lust for the male that was laying next to her. As she felt Mort move slightly, she looked over to see him looking at her. A new blush covered her cheeks at the same time she looked straight at him, their eyes locking again. "Yeah...it does..." But painting it never got old. But just sitting there, staring at it for no reason. Not exactly fun, if you asked her.

Jay's hearbeat sped up slightly as Mort moved closer to her. He was so close, overwhelmingly close, and her face grew hotter and redder as her blush deepened. He could easy kiss her, they were so close. She felt the tickle of his breath on her skin, and it sent a slight shiver down her skin. Her heartbeat continued to rise in speed as his other hand slid down her back, sending another shiver of pleasure down her skin. Mort's hand came to rest just above her butt, and her senses went crazy. Oh god, were they going to go that far? Not that she really minded, but were they? She didn't care, and soon her mind was taken off that thought. Her blush deepened slightly, near to as red as it could be. "T-thank you," she managed to stutter out. Being here forever...she wouldn't mind...but she still had to get back to her other friends....

[[ugh...slightly sucky..sorry >___<]]

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[Mortimer Edison]

Mort smiled lovingly at the girl laying next to him. She was just so damn cute. The way she spoke, the way she lit up a room when she entered, the way she squealed every time she saw him... Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He swooped in and gently kissed her on the lips, his blue-green eyes still focusing on hers. He gently ran his tongue along the edges of her sweet-tasting lips, savouring their flavour. One hand came up and ran its fingers through her hair while the other slid down and gave her ass a playful squeeze. His tongue moved further into her mouth, grazing all sides in search of a partner. He rolled carefully on top of her as he had done so many times before, broke away from the kiss and looked down at her. "Do you want this to go any further?" he whispered, hoping for the sake of all that was bad and unholy that she didn't reply with 'I dunno'. "...I'll let you make the next move." He smiled down at her, his eyes full of hope. If this night was going to have maximum impact, she was going to have to make the decision for herself.

[Sorry it's so short, but I couldn't think of anything else to write. Hopefully we'll have more to work with when they start getting busy. ;DD]

[Jordan Bailey]

The tingle of Mort’s breath on her cheek sent a pleasurable tingle through her skin. A bright smile crept upon her lips, uncalled for, in response to his smile. Her heart gave a leap at his smile. She couldn’t deny that he was wildly attractive. It was no wonder that Jay had fallen for him, as others, unbeknownst to her, had. His dark blue-green eyes were entrancing, and his hair, blonde marked with black, was placed perfectly upon his head, every tendril in place, in such a way it was extremely attractive. It wasn’t a surprise to anyone, she doubted, that she liked him, if they knew it. He was undeniably attractive, and she couldn’t help having fallen so hard for him.

And then he did it. His highly kissable lips were pressed against hers gently, causing her heart to flop around once more. A tingle ran down her spine as Mort’s tongue ran along her bottom lip, inviting her to open her mouth, or so she heard. She wasn’t very educated in anything romantic. She didn’t know shit about kissing or anything before she met Mort. Well, she did, but not much. This was all new to her, really. What she knew about it was only things she had heard, and that might not be reliable. But, so far, it seemed to have worked. Before she could react to that, his hands quickly elicited another shiver from her. Well, mostly the hand that squeezed her butt gave her the shiver. How would just stroking her hair give her a shiver?

Going back to paying attention to the kiss, her mouth opened slightly, inviting Mort’s tongue in, before his tongue quickly invaded her mouth. The taste of his lips was sweet, with a hint of tang, if you asked her. However, the tang was most definitely a good one. As his tongue darted around in her mouth, hers hesitantly came to meet his. She wasn’t sure how to do anything, and was worried that she would be horrid at everything...what if he wouldn’t want her because of it? What if she was so horrible at kissing, regular or French, that he didn’t want her anymore? She’d be devastated, most likely, should he do something like that.

She felt the familiar change of pressure as he rolled over to be on top of her. It was usual, so it wasn’t like she was surprised that he had done so. It was only to be expected of Mort, or any guy, really. She was the female, therefore, she would usually end up on the bottom. Not to mention she was a heck of a lot shorter than him. She was most likely the shortest in the school. She hadn’t ever asked Daileh how tall she was, but that girl was possibly the only person that could be shorter, but Jay didn’t know. But anyways, she was smaller and the female, so she would wind up on the bottom. A slight sound of dismay sounded from her throat as he broke the kiss. Jay gaped at him for a couple of seconds. Did he always have to ask this question? Apparently, he did.

She hesitated for a second, and then decided to throw all caution to the wind, and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down to meet hers in another kiss. She usually responded with an “I don’t know” or “I don’t care” to that question, because she didn’t. She was a fallen angel, but she still held angelic morals because of what she learned, but she wouldn’t mind if he went further. But she knew she had to make the decision. She broke the kiss for a moment before replying, ”Fuck yeah,” and pressed her lips to his once again.

Boldly, she ran her own tongue along his bottom lip, demanding entrance. It was a bold move, she knew, but she didn't care. All rational thoughts had left her head once she had made the decision to continue. Her slender hands drifted from the back of his neck to down his back, to resting just above his butt, where the edge of his shirt was. Breaking the kiss for just a second, she quickly removed his shirt, pulling it over his head, and quickly went back to kissing him, her hands running along his warm, bare skin. Her nails gently raked his shoulders, her heart beating wildly. The tongue war between the two quickly resumed, thereafter, as her hands roamed along his skin, a soft moan escaping her mouth at the sensations that he elicited within her.

[ x_____X that was actually pretty bad…the kissing part anyways…I have to make it long..so yeah…but the kiss part was suckage. >____> yeah…I really need some first hand experience thar….xDDDD ]

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