SUMMARY: Steamy Jaya. What else? XDD IT'S NOT A LEMON BUT HAS THAT VIBE SO YOUNGER READERS, SHOO!

Nya's POV

Jay and I were flopped across his bed, in complete silence. The clocked ticked by slowly,  as I scrolled aimlessly through my phone. We'd been partnered up for a project, and we're making no progress so far. So productive, right?

We weren't strangers; my brother was very good friends with Jay, leading to the two of us spending a lot of time with each other. Mainly Jay trying oneliners on me whilst I deflected them all, secretly loving them on the inside.

I heard a rustle from beside me as I see him pull out a crumpled notebook from his bag. I didn't even notice I'd been biting my lips, my hands becoming slightly sweaty. I wipe my palms on my jeans, sitting back as my partner seats himself next to me. "Alright. We did the first batch of questions at school, so the next one is...Weaknesses. What's your weakness; something that can be used against you?"

"Easy. None."

The auburn chuckled, a pink tongue darting out to lick his lips, "You can't not have a weakness. Everyone has one."
"Well...I just so happen to be one of the lucky few that don't."

He chews on his pen thoughtfully, "Fine. My weakness is being tickled." I raise an eyebrow, in disbelief, "That's like, everyone's weakness."

Jay reached out and lightly jabbed my side. I frown, feeling no effect "Nope."

"Nothing?!"

"Nuh-uh." He rolled his eyes, scribbling down his weakness before setting down the pen and pad, shuffling to face me as he studied my face closely. My face flushed, as he smirked, "Do I make you nervous? Am I making Nya Smith, the school's Miss Fearless, nervous?"

"No, dumbass! You staring at me like that is making me feel awkward." Jay shrugged as he suddenly grabbed my ankles, tugging me towards him. I let out a yelp as he swiftly moved me so that I was straddling him. His arms are set on my hips as I stare at him, clearly uncomfortable. He looked at me, half-expecting me to clamber off, but I stayed on. If this was his way of finding my weakness, bring it on.

I gaze into his blue eyes, seemingly unfazed, despite the fact that my heart was doing somersaults inside my chest. He must've sensed it or something because I then noticed his hand trailing lower...lower...till it rested on my butt. "Still nothing?" I wanted to slap the smirk off his face as he looked right into my eyes, unblinking. Shaking my head, I finally push myself off his lap, "Nothing."

However, I didn't get very far as a hand grips onto my wrist, pulling me back, pinning me to the bed. Jay straddles me this time, hovering over me, as he leans in closer. 

Was he gonna kiss me?! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit-

Instead, his lips dodge mine, his mouth hovering at the side of my nape, warm breath hitting the spot. I breathe in and out slowly, my nerves getting the best of me as his lips latch onto my neck. I couldn't help but let out a sharp exhale as he dots kisses all over my neck and jawline. The kisses changed pace, often soft, often rough, but my body was tingling all over as my eyes drifted shut, my heart rate speeding up.

That's when I feel warm hands at my waist, under my shirt, tracing patterns on my bare skin and abdomen, dangerously close to my lower regions.

It was as if I'd forgotten how to speak. Jay's sweet scent of candy and deodorant had flooded my system, igniting a spark within me. His left hand slowly moved up, reaching for my bra strap. He didn't slide it off, but his grip lingered as he continued torturing my neck with kisses and small nibbles.

I couldn't help but sigh quietly. His lips find a sensitive spot on my neck, and I arch into him, lightly moaning as he holds me down.

A moan of pleasured bliss escapes my mouth as his lips continue to work wonders on my neck, going as low as the collar of my shirt, which hung quite low. His left hand was now tracing the hem of my bra. To Jay, this was probably a 1 on the pleasure scale, but it was sending me into overdrive. 

Suddenly, he pulled away, and my eyes snap open. I sit up, leaning on my elbows, regaining myself. Still straddling me, his mouth twitches into a smirk, "And that, m'lady is your weakness. But for obvious reasons, it's not going on the paper. Guess we'll have to think of something else." I could see the dark, hungry look in his eyes as he glanced at me up and down, licking his lips.

Huh. Maybe homework could wait for a few hours.

I didn't even need to say yes; he immediately saw the expression on my face and darted forward, roughly pressing his lips onto mine as he pushed me back down onto the bed.

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