Later that night Dawson was busy "setting the mood," in his
bedroom. He didn't know if tonight was the night him and Joey would make
love, but he wanted to be prepared. He had carefully selected his clothes.
He was wearing his favorite blue jeans he knew that Joey loved, and a soft
button down blue and green plaid shirt. Joey loved when he dressed casual.
She had told him that she liked when he wore soft clothes when they cuddled.
Dawson hoped there would be a lot of cuddling going on tonight. He had even
shaved and added a little scent of aftershave cologne. After he was dressed,
he went about putting on some soft music and even lit a candle next to his
bed. He didn't want things to be too cheesy and cliched but it really did
give his room a soft glow. When he was done he sat back down on his bed
and waited...
"Oh God, Joey, you are so beautiful," Dawson whispered into her ear. He nibbled his way down from her ear to her neck and she sighed in pleasure.
"I want you so much, Dawson," she breathed placing her hand on the buttons to his jeans. He smiled apprehensively and continued kissing his way down her body. When he got to the top of her shirt he paused before undoing the top button. And then the next one, and the next one, and the next one...
"Hey, Dawson! DAWSON!"
"Huh?" he looked up from his bed and saw Joey standing over him looking amused.
"Good, you're back on planet Earth now." She flopped down next to him on the bed and gave him a look. "Where were you before, Dawson?"
His cheeks flushed and he jumped off the bed. "Uh, nowhere. What do you mean? I was right here of course," he replied offhandly. She gave him another look but decided to let it drop. "Okay, whatever. So what do you want to do?" She gave him a sly look.
"The usual. You know, make out with my girlfriend in between our running movie commentary," he gave her an equally sly look. "No seriously, whatever you want, Joey. I, uh, I got some movies. And there's plenty of food..."
"What movie's did you get?" she asked settling back on the bed. Dawson looked over at the TV and then back at her.
"Um, it's a surprise."
"O-kay," she replied slowly. She found a comfortable position on the bed, and all Dawson could do is stare at her. She was a breathtaking site. Even with her hair out of place and her face tired from the long work day, she was still his beautiful Joey. He grabbed their drinks he had brought up to his room and joined her on the bed. He laid back against a pillow and opened his arms to her. She smiled and leaned against him. His arms went around her and she began to relax. Dawson handed Joey her drink and grabbed the TV remote. He glanced at her quickly before turning the movie on. They sat through the previews and she layed her head against his chest. He smoothed her hair and carressed her cheek. Everything was going quite nicely. The opening credits began to roll.
"Kim Basinger and MICKEY ROURKE? This is not what I think it is, right Dawson?" Joey exclaimed in surprise. Dawson stopped carressing her cheek and began to think this was all a big mistake.
"Uh, well, I just thought we could try something different tonight... If you hate it I'll put something else in."
"Well I don't hate it, Dawson. But you gotta admit that Nine 1/2 weeks is kinda raunchy, don't you think?" she gave him a sideways look.
"Yeah, I guess... I got some others if you want to watch those." He got off the bed and walked over to get the videos off the top of the TV. He handed them to Joey. She sorted through them and sighed.
"I guess Nine 1/2 weeks will have to do, 'cause compared to these it would be tame," she decided settling back down to watch the movie.
About a half hour through the movie Joey had enough of all the sex games happening on screen. She ran her hands up and down Dawson's chest. He looked down at her and kissed her on the head. She slowly undid the bottom button of his shirt and kissed the exposed flesh around his navel. He looked down at her again. She smiled at him and reached for the remote. She took it from his hands and muted the movie.
"You don't need these kind of movies to get me in the mood, Dawson. All I need is you."
Joey put down the remote and sat on his legs. Dawson wrapped his arms around her small frame and rubbed his hands up and down her back. She leaned forward and they shared a deep kiss. He pulled his lips away from hers and began to kiss his way around her neck until he got to the exact spot that he had discovered the night before. She squealed and leaned down to capture his lips again. She nibbled and sucked along his swollen bottom lip. Dawson could feel, and he was sure she could too, himself grow excited.
Dawson glided his hands up and down her back and rested them on her bottom. He gave her butt a soft squeeze and waited for her response. Joey showed no signs that she was uncomfortable, as she continued to kiss him. He felt his way around the top of her jeans and slipped his hands inside the back of them. He carressed the soft skin of her lower back. Joey hastily tugged at his shirt and undid the top button. She reached up to run her fingers through his hair. Dawson slid his hands further down her pants until he reached the cotton of her underpants. He played with the elastic band to her panties. He teased her by slipping in his fingers just past the elastic band and then removing them only to tease her by doing the same thing all over again. Joey could feel her heartbeat speed up and she took a deep breath. Dawson, unsure of what to do next leaned up to kiss her on the mouth again.
Joey quickly started to undo the next button on his shirt and kissed the top of his chest. He sighed in pleasure and kissed his way down her neck again. Her breath became more and more ragged as they continued to kiss and touch each other. She was dangerously close to losing all self-control and inhibition. To steady herself, she put one hand above her head and reached to grip the headboard of the bed, but instead she accidentally knocked over their drinks that were resting on his nightstand.
"Oh, shit!" she cried as the soda came splashing down on her and Dawson. He quickly pulled back and they moved apart.
They went about moping up the mess and then looked at each other. They straightened their clothes and hair and sat back down on the bed.
"Uh..." Joey began.
"Talk about a mood breaker," Dawson laughed, feeling awkward.
"Uh, yeah. No kidding. Dawson, this is all really new to us. I--"
"Jo, did I make you uncomfortable? I want to take things slow, but you seemed like you didn't mind when I started to...you know."
"No. No... I wasn't uncomfortable. I don't think... There's no one else that I would feel safe enough with to do stuff like that. I know you wouldn't hurt me. It's still a little weird though. I'll get over it. Don't worry. It's not your problem," she assurred him while looking away and fixing her shirt.
"Jo, you do not have to get over anything. If you're not ready, then that's that. We won't do anything." He paused before continuing. "I know you're probably scared of sex because of what happened to your sister, accidentally becoming pregnant and all."
"Yeah," she replied slowly and thoughtfully, "it's scary. I can't lie." She looked away from him. "I don't want to get pregnant. I'm not ready for that. I don't know if I'll ever be ready for that. Bessie is a lot older than I am. She could handle it. I can't and don't want to have to. So we have to talk about protection. I, uh, if we're gonna do this...I want to go on the pill. I just think it's the safest way... unless you have something you--"
Dawson reached out to touch her chin. He turned her face to look at him. "Joey, you don't have to make love with me if you don't want to. I can wait for you. I can wait for you forever if I have to."
"Dawson, that's sweet. But I am ready. I do want to make love with you. If not now, eventually some day," she sighed. "I have to think of things logically and smartly though. I've never had much luck, so we have to be extra careful. We have to use a condom and--"
"I know. I'll take care of that. You can choose any type of birth control protection you feel safest with. Talk with Bessie if you feel comfortable enough. I know it's awkward, but it's better knowing the facts in advance." He paused and then shook his head in awe. "God, Jo, can you believe we're actually talking about having sex? Did you ever imagine that we would have this conversation? We've known each other forever, but it's still kind of strange."
She looked at him shyly. "How do you feel, Dawson? I mean, how do you feel about having sex with me?"
He thought about it and answered her as truthfully as possible. "It's the most mind-blowing thing, Jo. We're so in synch with the way we think, and everything. You know me so well. It just seems so natural to take that type of intimacy to it's highest level. I feel... I feel honored to make love with you. You're amazing. You're beautiful, smart, kind, strong, incredibly sexy, and you're just this incredible person. I'm excited and scared. I *am* scared, just like you. You're not alone. This will be both our first times and I'm scared that we'll come to a point where I won't know what to do... I'm afraid it could be terrible. I know it won't be though. It's you and me, Jo. Nothing we could do together could be short of incredible." He poured out his heart to her. She stared at him in awe.
"I love you so much, Dawson. You are the most wonderful friend and boyfriend to me. I've got to be the luckiest girl alive... God, that sounded corny." They laughed, breaking the tension in the room. "You're a bad influence on me, Dawson. Oh well, I don't care if it sounded really cheesy and lame. I *don't* care. It's the truth."
"I'm so glad we can be honest with each other, Jo."
"Me too." She smiled. They pulled down the covers to the bed and slipped inside. He put his arms around her and they both heaved a huge sigh of relief. Joey was about to slip off into sleep when she thought of something.
"Uh, Dawson?"
"Yeah?"
"If we can be honest with each other then...tell me what on Earth possessed you to rent those type of movies."
"Uh... do we have to be that honest?"
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