Firefly

Chapter 32

This one goes out to Fangirlfan for all the votes AND literally being one of the first people to read new chapters all the time. Thanks!! There will be graduation part 2 coming up, this is just the beginning...

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"Juice," Amelia moaned into his shoulder. He had her pinned against the wall of the clubhouse locker room, one hand was massaging her to help speed the process while the other he used to brace himself as he quickly thrust in and out of her. "Shit, baby," she said louder than before.

"Shh," he nibbled her bottom lip before kissing her. Really, it didn't matter if they heard her but it was more fun to try for secrecy and he knew she wouldn't be thrilled with the looks she'd receive after. "You feel incredible," he groaned as he grew closer to climax. "I love you."

She trembled and tried to speak but the words came out as a meaningless squeal as she peaked, the sound of her pleasure sent Juice over the edge simultaneously. "I love you too, Juicy," she said breathlessly.

"Speaking of," he looked down and laughed as he felt the wetness from their mutual orgasms running down him. "I'm going to have a fucking wet spot on my pants when I meet your family."

"Ew," she held his shoulders as he gently let her back down to her feet. "You're gross."

"What?" He asked with feigned exasperation. "That was a messy one."

"That's because it was an exceptionally good one, Mr. Ortiz."

Watching her slip her heels back onto her feet and straighten her dress, the tassel from her mortarboard hanging in her face, Juice smiled and his chest puffed out with pride. "You look great."

Amelia laughed as she zipped up her graduation gown again. "Is that why you wanted to fuck me in my cap and gown?"

"Hey," he sucked in his bottom lip as he strolled back over to her. "I thought we made love?" He said teasingly although there was truth in his words.

"Oh we do but that," she pointed to the spot he'd just had her against the wall, "That was a fuck."

"You filthy girl." He laughed and kissed her as Kelly knocked on the door.

"Meels, you in there?"

They stifled their laughed and she called out, "Yeah. Be right out."

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Juice was happily back on his feet and they had been together, better than before, for almost a month. The graduation was a big deal, he'd be meeting her family and spending a large chuck of time with them, both Juice and Amelia were terrified. They stopped at the clubhouse before the ceremony for a few celebratory shots; Amelia was touched as they toasted her, at nine in the morning, with whisky. She wasn't particularly close to any of them but Juice mentioned it the day before and the guys were happy to celebrate. It was after the shot that they snuck off for a quickie and sheepishly exited the locker room after being found out.

"You're gross." Kelly joked, despite the strain between them, and tried her best to mend their friendship. The fact she was sleeping with Chibs though, that was very much hidden. Kelly knew she couldn't have the friendship with Amelia and keep her fun with Chibs. Little did she know, it wasn't only their sexual relationship that was the issue, but the way Kelly was with men and the constant lies.

"What?" Amelia feigned innocence. "We were talking." Giving Kelly a shove away from the group Amelia smiled sweetly. "I can't believe we're graduating."

"Me either. Thanks for inviting me, sucks to be the one with no family willing to come."

"I just wanted us to celebrate together, Kel. I know it's weird but I love you, you're like my sister."

Kelly smiled and nodded, her guilt plaguing her mind as Amelia hugged her tight. "We better go." She said, catching Chibs shooting her a little wink. "You won't be around tonight?"

"Not till later, if at all. My aunt and uncle are taking me and Juice out for dinner; it'll be a tense interrogation."

Kelly laughed and began formulating her plan, she'd have Chibs meet her and they could have their own celebration. They stepped out into the morning sun and While Juice and Amelia dared to take his bike just for the thrill and ridiculousness of it. She was full of adrenaline and acting out as her last real show of rebellion before realty and adulthood slapped her in the face.

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When her name was called Juice stood up and hollered excitedly, knowing her cheeks probably matched her hair from embarrassment as she hid her face. Amelia's aunt and uncle were less than impressed but he didn't care about something so petty and he wanted to show his pride. He knew where he and Amelia stood and he knew being respectful was important but he wasn't changing who he was to please them.

"So, Juan Carlos, our Amelia says you're a mechanic." Max said as he looked Juice up and down.

The awkward threesome waited for Amelia to join them, her walk from the student area to the quad was longer than Juice would have hoped. There was no time before hand for introductions, they simply assumed when they ended up all seated together.

"Yeah, I am, I do some tech work too but that's just a side job."

"And you ride a motorcycle?" Helen glanced back at the gleaming black Harley.

In his head, Juice laughed envisioning her clutching her pearls, aghast at the mere idea. "Yup. I don't even own a car, I'm always on my bike."

"Sounds dangerous."

"Only when we smoke crack and then go for a ride." Amelia interjected herself into the conversation with a goofy grin. "I'm kidding, no crack, only meth." Max and Helen didn't bother chiding her but instead they each pulled her in for a hug. "I see you two met, JC."

"We did." They spoke in unison.

Amelia gave Juice an apologetic smile, "Can you give us a second?" He nodded and stepped away to smoke a cigarette. "Look, he's not an angel but I love him. So please, give him a chance and try not to be so obviously judgmental."

"He's changed you." Helen said disappointedly. "You've always been spirited but that joke, your attitude, it's unacceptable. You're an adult now, sweetheart; we want you to be successful and happy. You're reminding me of your mother."

Although she was angry and hurt, Amelia buttoned her lip nodded. She didn't want to fight, not in front of Juice and really the talk sent her back to her childhood and Amelia suddenly felt like a kid again. The mother comment was one that always got her and kept her inline and they knew that.

"I'm just excited. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, dear." Max said with a smile. "Be the woman we raised you to be." Even though that woman was far from who Amelia was or ever wanted to be.

"Of course." She stood a little straighter and turned back to grab Juice. "Listen," she whispered, "Just play along. Our original plan, being ourselves, it's not going to work. Let me just pretend while we're here okay?"

Taking her hand and tangling his fingers with hers, Juice nodded. "Whatever you want baby."

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I had to change Amelia's friend's name to Kelly, if I missed a few name switches I apologize and am working on finding them all! Sorry! Xox