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FOREVER by Janey

PART 1

You'd known James, Nicky, Sean and Richey for a very long time. One of the few people who could honestly say that they were an original fan. From the days when Flicker was with them even. You'd seen all the trials and tribulations, the highs and the lows; the euphoria and the despair. When Richey disappeared they were on the phone to you to tell you and you hated not being able to be there to offer them some kind of physical comfort. Hated hearing the anger, sadness, bewilderment and fear in their voices and only being able to offer lame platitudes, which you knew were of no help whatsoever.

Now you were going to spend a couple of weeks catching up with them, and you dreaded it as much as you anticipated it. The problem was James. You and he had had a one night stand after he'd gone round to see you and poured out his heart about Richey the second time that he'd gone into The Priory. James was feeling guilty that his friend would feel like they'd all let him down and abandoned him though deep down he and Nicky, Sean, Philip, Martin and Terri knew that Richey required help that none of you could give. That was many years ago and as the 9th anniversary of Richey’s disappearance grew ever closer, the pain was as sharp as ever, time had done nothing to dull it.

You had woken the following morning to find yourself in bed alone but hadn't been unduly concerned because you had been able to hear James singing to the radio downstairs and could smell fresh done toast wafting upstairs. You had smiled, popped on your nightshirt and gone down to greet him to find him washing his breakfast pots without his shirt on. You couldn't help but smile as you watched the muscles ripple and thought of how you'd enjoyed touching that very same body last night.

As he continued to sing and deal with the pots, you had carefully approached him so that he wouldn't hear and then wrapped your arms around him and planted lots of tiny kisses between his shoulder blades. But instead of holding you close or sighing at your touch, James had quickly turned around and pushed you away. You had looked at him quizzically, and then came those words,
'Look let’s not complicate things huh? We're friends and that’s important. I don't, you know, kinda like wanna lose that' he then did something which had irritated the hell out of you then and still did when you allowed yourself to think about it. He had kissed you on your forehead, tapped you on your arse and before you'd had chance to say anything, had said,
'I knew that you'd agree.' He'd then nonchalantly walked away and gone upstairs. As you heard him shower you had got dressed and then shouted that you were going out so could he lock up? You then walked to Nicky’s and proceeded to sob your heart out. You had sworn Nicky to never say anything to James and had vowed to get over it. Unfortunately that was easier said than done!

It had been five months since you had last seen all of the band although you regularly kept in touch via texts, emails, the phone and even the occasional letter. A couple of weeks ago you had met up with Nicky, Rachel, Clara and Molly to spend the day with them in Whitby and Robin Hood Bay. They had decided to spend a week in Yorkshire on Nicky’s return from recording the new cd and had asked you to join them as they knew how you doted on Clara and you and Rachel had become great friends over the years. Nothing was ever spoken about James when you all got together like this. These days were about friends and enjoying each others company.

You checked yourself in the mirror in the bedroom. Your long blonde hair had been cut to a short, choppy bob just a few days ago and you loved it, as it accentuated your cheek bones and vivid green eyes. Your only make up was mascara, blusher and a little neutral shade lipstick. A plain black jumper, jeans and a pair of black low heeled boots finished the look. Stunning and sexy it wasn't but practical it certainly was. With a huge sigh you picked up your bag and left.

It only took 15 minutes to get to James's and he was waiting outside for you. He climbed in to the car and just looked at your hair with a puzzled look on his face. Why had you agreed to pick him up? Simple, you had to drive past James' home on the way to Sean’s, and that was where this little get together was being held. If you had said no it would have been childish.

'Bang on time as ever Janey,' he frowned and then fastened his seat belt, before adding, 'come on, we don't wanna keep Sean waiting do we?' You threw him a vicious glare and flashed a fake smile and then drove off. There was an unbearable tension between you and part of that was due to the fact you'd had your hair chopped. You knew that James would hate it as he always commented on how beautiful it was. Well tough! It wasn't up to him!

Despite concentrating on the road it was impossible not to be aware of the glances he kept giving from the corner of his eyes and it was giving you butterflies even worse than the ones you already had. James always made you feel that way and it made you mad. Many times you had wished that you could just switch off from him but it was impossible. Despite the pain of seeing him with numerous girlfriends over the years, and the pain of how he had dismissed what you had both enjoyed; deep in your heart you still loved him. And you always would. Just being his friend was the hardest thing in the world sometimes. Especially when he wore tight t-shirts like the black one he was wearing beneath his jacket.

'You're very quiet Janey. It's not like you, are you ok?'
‘Just tired that’s all. I didn't get here till after midnight and the drive was a nightmare.'
'Yeah, that was a bad storm you caught.' His voice was full of genuine warmth and concern. All husky and sexy and the warmth of it spread to you. 'I am glad you got here ok, I was worried about you. Really.' Briefly you glanced at him and the truth of his words was etched over his features and you felt yourself smile.
‘I know,' you smiled back. Perhaps a whole day with him wouldn't be so bad after all.

With the tension between you both somewhat lifted you began to relax and both began chatting about nothing much in particular, like friends often do, and laughed and joked. In no time at all the 45 minute journey was over and you were both being greeted warmly by Sean, Rhian, Nicky and Rachel. Matilda, Clara and Molly were all being spoiled rotten by Martin at his home and were to spend the night there too. The smells coming from the kitchen were divine and you knew that Rhian had done her very special veg lasagne, and garlic bread. It felt great to be with them all again, enjoying the fun and the closeness. Everyone had told you how much they loved your new hairstyle and you knew they were being genuine. Every one apart from James that is, who was still being annoyingly silent on the issue, resorting instead to flashing 'THAT look'.

Sean showed some of the footage he'd shot of the recording and rehearsal sessions as well as some stuff which the guys had obviously not been aware he was filming judging from the gasps and groans which were uttered! Grudgingly he agreed to show the rest later after he'd shown about 90 minutes of stuff and so you all began playing silly games and catching up on the latest gossip. Nicky being the worst of everyone when it came to having a good old gossip.

Then the game you dreaded - Twister! No way you could avoid getting very close to James with that one! But you bit your lip and got on with it, finding the proximate James erotic and heady. How many times had you wanted to kiss him as his face was pressed so near to yours? How many times did you feel you were going to drown in those exotic deep brown eyes? Too many to count but you did nothing. And doing nothing was agony. And was it purely your imagination or were the others giving each other knowing looks each time you and James got close?

Eventually everyone succumbed to Sean’s insistence on watching some more of the footage and you found yourself sitting next to James. So close you could feel the muscles in his legs tense and you could hear his breathing which was raspy and certainly not relaxed, but then, neither was your own! Soon the tension was drifting away as you all laughed like idiots at what was being shown. Sean had been playing with a new computer programme he'd bought and managed to make a 30 minute comedy sketch from all the bloopers the guys had dropped. You were laughing so raucously that you had tears streaming down your face. Sean bowed and waved as spontaneous cheering broke out, & you suddenly realised that you were leant right into James and he had an arm protectively around your shoulders, holding you further into him. You could feel his hot breath rippling through your hair, and feel his chest rising and falling.

You closed you eyes and moved a hand on his chest and then heard James voice very softly speaking.
'It's getting late. Shall we get going?' Then suddenly you felt it! His lips on your cheeks! It was brief. It was friendly. Yet a warmth spread through you and a sigh escaped your lips. Embarrassed that you'd misinterpreted the gesture you briefly looked at him. James flashed a smile and winked before again saying, 'shall we get off, huh?' Suddenly it seemed that you could no longer speak so you merely nodded.

James made apologies for you both and helped you to your feet, all the while keeping a hand on the small of your back as he guided you around so that you both said goodnight to Sean, Nicky, Rhian and Rachel. As you hugged Nicky and said goodbye he whispered in your ear,
'Take care Janey. I hope you won't need me this time but if you do........'
You knew exactly what he meant. It had been his shoulder you had cried on when James had stopped any chance of a relationship between the two of you last time. It was more than a possibility it would happen again. All you could hope was that maturity meant you would both be more adult about it.

In the car he had kissed you as you fastened your seat belt, catching you completely by surprise. It was a kiss full of want and he had cupped your face gently in his hands. The feel of his tongue playing with yours had you aroused and you had known you couldn't have stopped him if you'd wanted too. It had been James who had halted the kiss, but he had done it humorously. He had pointed to his obvious arousal and said he didn't want to be a part of the next piece of entertainment whilst pointing to Sean’s house.

Now you were both at James home and he was making coffee as you watched him from the lounge. You could watch him move for hours. He possessed a grace you couldn't begin to describe, not to mention the best bum ever! You smiled as he walked through from the kitchen carrying two piping hot coffees, and put them down on the coffee table.
'OK,' he said mischievously as he sat next to you. 'I know my zip's not undone so why the big smile?'

You shook your head and put a hand over your mouth but it was obvious you were still smiling.
'Righty! So you wanna play games with me huh?' Then James’ arms were around you and his mouth was teasingly caressing your own lips without giving you a full kiss. You tried to guide him closer but his arms moved to hold yours firmly and were much too strong for you and each time you leaned forward he would merely pull back a little. Then there was a soft wetness gliding across them. James was using his tongue to play with your lips. You opened your mouth a little waiting for him but he continued to drive you wild with his silent promises of what could be by nibbling at your lips with his teeth. Your lips stung but not with pain. All you felt was desire pleasure and a sense of belonging. Only once before had you ever felt like this and that was with the very same man. Inside you felt like you were burning and a lust filled moan came from the back of your throat. James sighed to you,
'Oh, Janey I've missed you so much!' and then your tongues danced together and your arms held each other tightly. Both of you varied the speed and the depth of your kisses and your hands played with hot naked skin under clothes. He guided you slowly and deliberately until you were beneath him.

It had been so long and yet right then it felt as though it was only yesterday. Both knowing the places to touch and the type of touches needed to heighten the emotions, feelings and responses in the other. James began to remove your jumper and as your lips briefly parted you could see an intense desire in those beautiful deep brown eyes, a desire equalled by your own. As he discarded the jumper on the floor he swiftly unclasped your bra and dropped that down. Then you could feel the heat of his breath as his mouth took your left nipple and began to suck on it eagerly, making you gasp in pleasure as it swelled and became yet more sensitive than you thought possible. His fingers played with your right nipple and his hand kneaded the soft skin of your breast.

You arched your back and wrapped a leg over his pulling his taut muscular body hard onto your own. The strength of his erection surprised you as it pressed against your thighs and you wanted to hold it and kiss it. You wanted to kiss every inch of him. As he teased your breasts your fingers opened the button and then the zip of his trousers, then you undid your own jeans. Panting heavily you urged James to take them off, which he did. Firstly yours and your scanty briefs, then his own, and his t-shirt, all the while looking at your pussy. All the while you looked at the large throbbing cock before you.

You moved on your side and beckoned him down and as he moved next to you moved your self on top of him and began snaking kisses down his body. James was mumbling but all you could make out was the times he said 'Janey', 'oh god that’s so good' and ‘please please don't stop.' His hands were in your hair urging your head nearer and nearer to his engorged cock and he raised his hips to take it closer. You found yourself becoming even wetter as he watched each flick your tongue made. Your nails gently scraped the top of his thighs and you smiled as he threw his head back.
'Janey please', a barely audible whisper yet its effect on you was startling.
'Watch me James' and he did. His eyes glazed, knowing he was completely at your mercy. Maintaining eye contact you bent down and licked the precum from the head of his throbbing penis. The shiver that ran through his body was clearly visible. You licked around the head several more times and planted some delicate kisses on it before you somehow found the courage to say,
'I am going to lick, kiss and suck you until you cum in my mouth, James. I want to taste you.'
All James could do was nod.

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