Behind The Scenes (j/k)

part 32

Author's Name: Yoshh

Title: Behind The Scenes

Part: Classification: K/j

Rating: Pg-13/R

Short summary: *** this fanfic is a Josh and Katie romance that tells the story of the relationship Joshua Jackson and Katie Holmes behind the scenes of Dawson's Creek.***

"Where are we going?" Katie asked, perching the sunglasses on top of her head. "Just sit back and enjoy the ride." Josh insisted, reaching over to squeeze her hand from the driver's seat. "I can't sit back and relax. Not when you told me to pack my bags without even telling me where we are going." She fanned herself with her hand. The sticky humid air was getting to her.
He grinned then pressed the AC button on the dashboard, letting the cool air envelop her. She sighed, realizing that he wouldn't cough up the information. Instead she looked out of the window, at the blurry shorelines, soaking in the scenery.
She tried to keep her heavy eyelids from falling as they continued on their journey. "How much longer?" She asked groggily, having given up asking about the destination. "Just close your eyes." He said softly. She turned her head towards the window, trying to get into a comfortable position when she saw him merge onto the US-76. For a brief second, the "You are now leaving North Carolina" flashed by and she blinked several times, turning her head nearly all the way around to make sure that she had read it correctly. "I demand that you tell me where we are going." She said with her eyes wide. "Come on, you must've figured out by now where we are heading." He grinned.
"I thought we were going for a nice romantic getaway a couple of hours away… NOT another state away!" She said incredulously. "Where are we now?" She opened the glove compartment and took out the wrinkled map. "You've headed south this whole time… and we are on the US-76." She tried to smooth the paper so that she could read the small letters. "SOUTH Carolina?" The realization finally hit her like a ton of brick. "Relax sweet heart." He chuckled, patting her leg gently. "Relax?" She practically shouted. "I didn't tell my manager. He's going to be worried." She rambled on. "Fuck him! He's a dick anyway." Josh brushed off. "He is the dick that keeps the work coming my way." She pointed out.
"He'll live! It's the end of the season and we're free baby!" He wiggled his eyebrows. "I admit we do need a vacation of some sort, but I wish you hadn't surprised me like this." She pouted a little. "It gives us a feeling of spontaneity." He replied. She tried hard not to smile. "Smart ass." She leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek.
He nudged her a little, waking her from the nap. "Do you want to take a piss?" He asked her as they pulled into a rest stop. "Piss?" She hit him lightly. "Miss Holmes, would you like to use the ladies room?" He batted his eyelashes dramatically. "Why thank you for asking Mr. Jackson." She rolled her eyes and got out of the car. "Do you need me to assist you in any way?" He held his arm out for her. "The corset is mighty tight." She giggled. "I have the cure for that." He led her towards the bathroom. "Please do help because I don't think I can breathe." She put her hand on her forehead feigning weakness. "You're in good hands my lady." He pulled her into a bathroom stall.
"A public bathroom is not a place for this kind of indecency." The old man wagged his finger at them. Katie buttoned up her shirt quickly, ashamed and embarrassed. "You, young people, have no respect for your bodies at all." He continued sternly. "Listen, I'm sorry-" Josh tried to cut in. "Young man, I was talking! No patience at all." He shook her head with disapproval. Katie hung her head, wishing this were all just a nightmare. They had already started to draw in quite a crowd.
"Do you have any idea how many hours I spend cleaning the filth you kids leave behind? No consideration either. No patience or consideration." He ranted on. Josh drew in a sharp breath. "Listen man, how much is this going to cost?" "A twenty will do." The old man chirped.
"I can't believe what just happened." She buried her head in her hands. "That guy had some nerve! He's lucky he's my grandfather's age or I would've-" "Or you would've what? Knock his remaining tooth out?" He glanced at her. "Don't be so upset. It's not like we're ever going to see those people ever again." He tried to comfort her.
"You're right. His television set is probably still in black and white." "See? That's the spirit. Nothing is going to ruin our vacation." He pulled her close so that she could rest her head on his shoulder. "Too bad we didn't get to finish what we started..." She trailed off, eyeing the still-prominent bulge in his pants.
"I don't think that I am ready for another repeat performance." He tried to maintain the serious tone in his voice, but finding it impossibly hard as her finger traced the outline of his raging hard on. "I don't think I'm ready for that either." She nodded and moved back to her side of the car.
"This place is…" She couldn't even begin to come up with words to describe the beautiful inn. "I know. Much more breathtaking than in the brochure." He was amazed himself. "You really-" "Outdid myself?" He finished the sentence for her. "Yes." She smiled with a nod, taking his hand in hers. "Well, let's hope I didn't screw up with the reservations." They walked through the exquisite lobby, pausing to admire the furniture, before heading for reception desk.
"I've got a reservation. Jackson, Joshua Jackson." He said smoothly to the receptionist. "Jackson…" Her fingers immediately worked on the keyboard until she found what she was looking for. "Shouldn't we have used an alias or something?" Katie giggled. "Pacey and Joey." He said matter-of-factly. "Good thinking Sherlock." She rolled her eyes at him.
"Are we going to finish off what we started?" She asked in a throaty voice as they entered the room. He dumped the bags on the floor and flopped onto the bed facedown. "I don't know if I'm up for it." He rubbed his shoulders, which were sore from the long drive. He gasped a little as she climbed on top of him, straddling his legs. "Relax." She cooed.
Her hands caressed the knotted muscle on his shoulder and he moaned, begging for more. She leaned forward and applied more pressure. "Christ, that feels really good." He sighed. She let her hands travel down a little and proceeded to knead the warm flesh there. "No, a bit higher." He instructed with a grunt. "Fuck!" He yelped with pain as her hand came down hard on his back. "What the fuck was that for?" He asked. "Ungrateful bastard." She slapped his back again, but gently this time.
His lips curled up and he flipped slowly onto his back. "I am grateful." He said sweetly, rubbing her arms. "A little bit higher." She mocked his words and crossed her arms around her chest. He got on his elbow then pulled himself up to a sitting position. "I'm just really tired from the driving. Really tired." He emphasized. "I guess you're off the hook then." She pressed her face against his chest. "Now back to the massage." He teased, earning a little bite.
"You know, there are other things we could do." She scooted up further onto his lap. "Tired. T-I-R-E-D. Read my lips." He tried to play hard to get. "Let me do all the work." She leaned in and brushed her lips gently as his. He closed his eyes as her lips parted and her tongue slid into his mouth. What had begun as a gentle kiss became more and more heated. She pulled back from him with a gasp, trying to catch her breath. "Thought you weren't up for it." She raised an eyebrow as she felt his cock stirring in his pants. "When didn't I rise up to the occasion?" He leaned close and showered kisses along the underside of her neck.
She never answered that question. Instead she pulled his shirt out of his pants and pulled it over his head, disorienting him a little. He fumbled with the buttons on her shirt then flipped it apart with his hands. Her hard nipples strained against the lace-covered bra. His fingers sought the clasp at the back and undid it fast, freeing her ample breasts. He leaned forward and placed his mouth around one nipple, drawing lazy circles around it with his tongue. Her fingers dove into his short brown hair, trying to push him further against her chest. Then her fingers worked to unfasten the catch on his pants, needing to touch him desperately.
He moaned into her mouth as she found the zipper and yanked it down in one swift motion. Her hand went to the back of his head and brought his mouth back to hers. This time his skillful fingers opened her shorts. She lifted her hips a little, helping him pull it down. "Katie." He broke their kiss. She nodded and pulled the rest of the shorts down her legs and threw it off the bed. As she stripped off her underwear, he tried his best to get his pants off, but failed as her lips immediately sought his. He placed his hands on her waist and she ground her heat against him.
"Katie." He whispered her name for the second time. He needed to get his clothes off fast and she seemed to understand. She put her hands between them and pulled his pants further apart. His mind screamed as her fingers lingered on his boxers, stroking his arousal slowly. With impatience he tried to free his cock, but she pushed his hands away. His head rolled back a little when she finally drew his erection out of his boxers. She held it in her palm then closed her fingers around it, tugging and pulling softly. She gave him a lazy grin when he involuntarily thrusted into her hand. However, she didn't plan on torturing him any longer, or so he thought.
Her arms went around his neck as she leaned in for another mind-blowing kiss. He shuddered when he felt her warm heat rub against the length of his arousal. They were pressed body to body with his aching hard on trapped between them. She wriggled a little and the friction made him whimper. Occasionally she would lift her hips a little, and then the tip of his cock would brush against her wet entrance. They would both gasp and grind against each other feverishly. His hands on her waist started to push her into a frantic rhythm, but she stilled them.
She wanted to set the pace this time. She raised her hips and firmly took him in her hand so that he was nestled between her outer lips. She bit her lips as she rubbed the head of his cock along her swollen thigh. He sucked in air as he tried hard to control the urge to pull her down onto him. She finally lowered herself a little, taking in the tip before pulling back up again. He gave a frustrated sigh as she continued this movement, taking him in a little more each time. He had to clench his teeth every time her tightness clamped down on him.
She took him in inch by inch until he was buried in her to the hilt. She whimpered as she felt him fill her completely. She rested her head on his shoulder and he brought his arms around her. They sat in stillness for a couple of minutes before she started to rock against him a little. She raised herself so that only the head of his cock was in her, before thrusting down onto him again slowly.
That was when he did something they had never done before. Her eyes grew wide as he lay back on the bed. She stilled all movement and draped herself on top of him with embarrassment. She had never actually been on top and suddenly she was unsure about what to do. He stroked her hair and lifted her face. He brushed his lips against hers then tugged at her bottom lip. His fingers intertwined with hers and he slowly pushed her back into a sitting position. She blushed as he put his hands on her waist, rocking her against him. "Josh." She moaned as she placed her hand on his chest for leverage.
Soon she was thrusting into him hard and he was lifting his hips to meet each of them with his. Her pace grew frantic, as her breath became more ragged. He throbbed almost painfully inside her as she rode him more and more furiously. The wet slapping sound of flesh against flesh filled the room. With every thrust down onto him she plunged deeper until he started to stiffen underneath her, moaning in a guttural tone. He felt her muscles clench tightly around him and he knew she was about to climax. She moaned and groaned his name incoherently as she felt herself quiver all over, trying desperately to cling onto him as he rapidly lost control.
His mouth parted and he let out a silent cry as she rode through the tides of their orgasms. "Fuck." He said under his breath as he tried hard to get his breathing back to normal. "I know." Katie collapsed on top of Josh, breathing hard. His arms went around her and held her close. "That was…" "New." She finished off with a blissful sigh. "Incredible." He reached a hand up and brushed the hair away from her forehead. "Incredible." She repeated dreamily and closed her eyes.
He kissed the top of her head and the two of them fell into deep slumber, locked tightly in each other's arms.

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