Elizabeth Grace Fabray "She's in the Class A team, stuck in her daydream. Been this way since eighteen." The name is Elizabeth Fabray, but call me Liz. I've got three sisters, two of which have stolen my face. I'm a mom to a little boy name Jaxson Cooper Fabray.
Kamikaze airplanes in the sky
Are we going down or will we fly?
This could be a shipwreck on the shore
Or we could sail away forevermore
This time it’s sink or swim, sink or swim
Keep My Glass Full Until Morning Light || Jacie Chatzy
TAGGING: Elizabeth Fabray, Jacen Hummel
LOCATION: Jacen's Dorm
TRIGGERS: Drug tw, alcohol tw, smut
NOTES: Liz goes over to Jacen's room and has a night she'll never forget.
Liz left her friend Alli's place after dropping her son off, telling her friend that she needed yet another night off. The truth? She was craving. Alcohol, drugs, anything that could get her away. After everything that had gone down yesterday, paired with the deep seeded thoughts of what her father had said and done to her before her son was born, it was all too much to handle sober. So when Jacen said she could come over, her mind had decided before she could even really give it time to sink in. So she walked into the dorms, finding 116 and knocking gently on the door. Her leather jacket hugged her body gently just like the pair of ripped jeans did to her legs as she waited for him to answer.
Jacen was excited to hang out with Elizabeth, because he had had a boring night, and having people around usually gave him an excuse to do drugs himself. Plus Elizabeth was hot. And she didn't seem loose, but any girl who agrees to hang out with a guy alone should at least expect him to hit on her. Of course, sleeping with her wasn't his main goal, but it would definitely be a perk. Still, if she said no, he'd leave her alone. He rolled a joint for the two of them, and checked out his beer stock. He didn't want to freak her out with open bottles or some shit, so he'd let her get her own beer. He made sure he looked good, showing off his arm muscles in a cut up work out shirt and jeans. When he heard the knock on the door, he ran to answer it, smiling brightly at the blonde beyond the door. "Hey!" He exclaimed, stepping aside to let her in. "You loo great."
Liz slipped her phone into her pocket as she heard someone running behind the door. She smiled slightly, chuckling when he answered. "Hey yourself. Thanks." she nodded, stepping inside and looking around. It looked like any old dorm room. The only one that she'd been inside was JD's and that was simply to give him Jax for an hour or two. She looked at everything around, pushing her hands into her back pockets as she turned back to Jacen. "Nice place you've got yourself here." she said, grinnning at the joint that was sitting out, and the beer. "Sounds like a fun night."
Jacen thought Liz's chuckle was adorable, and he couldn't take his eyes off of her. He was suddenly a lot happier about the decision he'd made. He laughed at her compliment picking up the joint with a nod. Looking over her, he gave her a soft smile and handed the joint over to her. "You look like you could use this more than I could," he said, heading into the kitchen. "What did you want to drink?" He asked, grabbing himself a beer. He hadn't really drank in a while, he'd had some wine on he Fourth of July, but he hadn't actually gotten drunk since before he came to college, which made little sense to him.
Liz smiled as he handed her the joint, nodding. " 's been a hard day." she agreed, taking the lighter out of her cigarette pack, and lighting the joint. She inhaled, letting the drug fill her lungs before she answered. "Beers fine." she said, taking another hit of the joint before she handed it back to him. She get a clear look at him now, and realized exactly how hot he was in that shirt. She walked over to where the beer was, taking one and popping the top off. She pushed herself up onto the counter before taking a swig of beer. "What're you here for?" she asked, her head leaning against the cabinet.
Jacen cracked open his beer and took a drink, watching Elizabeth as she smoked. He grabbed a beer and held it out for her, smiling warmly when she took it. He raised a brow when she hoisted herself onto the counter. She looked gorgeous, and Jacen wished he'd known her in high school, she was exactly the kind of girl he'd dreamed of, and she still was now. "Contemporary Dance and Theatre." He answered, setting his beer down and streching his arms out behind him. "I want to be a performer," he replied, taking a drink. "And what about you?"
Liz nodded as he explained his major and such. "What kind of performer?" She took another sip of the beer, letting her legs swing slightly from where she was perched on his counter. "I'm a Contemporary Dance major as well. Although I'll probably end up as teacher or something." She had once auditioned for the Joffrey Ballet School before she had the baby, but unfortunately, they repealed their acceptance after she gained 30 pounds and was the size of a whale. To Liz, Jacen look kinda fresh. Innocent. Definitely not the guys she hung out with in high school. The guys she had surrounded herself with were drug dealers and the guys taking them.
Jacen shrugged when he asked her another question about his future. Jacen hated thinking about his future, he was looking forward o it, and he knew what he wanted to do, but it was all so uncertain. "Any kind. A dancer, an actor, or.. I even want to be a contortionist." He admitted, smiling proudly. He loved his quirky little ability that most people didn't seem to have. "If you're taking Dance, why would you be a teacher? I think you need an education degree to become a teacher," he pointed out, taking a hit of the joint and passing it back to her. He bit his lip and let his eyes rake over her figure. He wanted her in his bed now. "What grade are you in?" He asked, twisting the top of his beer can.
Liz crossed one of her legs over the other, pulling the denim even tighter over her legs as she shrugged the leather jacket off of herself, exposing a white tank top that clung to her curves. "Wow. High hopes. From that pic you posted though, it seems like you'll be good." she said, taking another drink of her beer. "A dance teacher. Don't need an education degree for that shit." She took the joint from him, taking a hit and waiting for a moment before answering. "Sophomore. Although I really should be a freshmen." she explained before taking another hit. "How about you?"
Jacen found his eyes wandering to watch her body move. Her jeans tightened, and even through the thick material, he could see the contours of her dance muscles. She took off her jacket and exposed her gorgeous upper body, and Jacen took in every curve. "I hope so. I've been working at it, and that's not even the best I can do, not by a long shot. I want to be in Cirque Du Soleil, I'm even learning this contortionist dance I found on YouTube." He smiled. No, he wasn't very good at it, yet, but he'd been bending his body in weird ways since he was a child. "Ah," he replied, when she mad her answer more clear. "That makes a lot more sense, then," he agreed, nodding. He'd like that job, a dance teacher. He loved children, and he loved dancing. "I'm a Freshman. Why do you day that, though?" He asked, taking the joint and taking a hit. It was nearing an end, but with the booze as well, they wouldn't have to do anymore. Perhaps Jacen would even ask her about cocaine, but seeing how the last time went, he was nervous to do that.
Liz saw his eyes glancing at her and hand to hold back a chuckle. She liked being looked at. It made her ego boost a ton. She liked how her body could still make people stare. She nodded to his comment, her eyes widening. "Cirque Du Soleli? Wow, you've got your work cut out for you then." she said as she finished off her beer, laying the can beside her on the counter and gently gripping the edge of the counter leaning forward slightly. "Yeah, kids are pretty cool." she said, not bothering to mention her own kid. People didn't tend to wanna have sex with you if you told them that you had a kid at home. "Well, I went through my first year of college as an English major but switched this year so." she shrugged.
Jacen smiled when he saw her eyes widen, and nodded. "Yeah, it's gonna take a lot of work, but I think I can do it. I um.. I have less ribs than most people, actually, do to this surgery I underwent as a kid, so that makes me really flexible." He nodded, taking another hit of the joint, before handing it to her. "You can kill that," he told her, swallowing the rest of his beer. Beer was gross. Jacen usually had to power through it if he wanted to finish even one, but he'd acquired a taste for them over time, though he still preferred mixed drinks and liquor. "That they are," he agreed, grabbing two shot glasses and holding one out to her expectantly before breaking out his bottle of vodka. "Who the hell wants to study English? Liz, that sounds so boring. But that means I'll have you in my freshmen dance classes, right?" He asked pouring the shots.
Liz nodded, taking in his words and shrugged. "Hey, props to you for even trying. Just doing a back bend scares me sometimes." she said, taking the joint and finishing it off before pressing it out on the bottom of her boot. Liz grinned as he pulled out shot glasses. "Now there's the good stuff." Beer was okay, but Tequila and Vodka were Liz's best friends. She took the glass into her hand, answering his question as he poured her a shot. "Because I was an idiot. I liked writing and poetry and all that crap until I saw what it took and said fuck it. But yeah, I'll probably be in some of your classes." she said before she threw back the shot, letting the vodka burn it's way down her throat.
Jacen smiled and nodded. He wasn't used to people applauding his decision to be, in Jacen's own words, a circus freak. His dad used to not allow him to say that, terrified that Jacen thought he was freakish, he thought of it as an insult, but Jacen loved the idea. "I can do a lot more than a backbend, but I'll totally spot you next time, so you aren't scared." He teased. Spotting was something he'd had to have done when he was about five, in ballet. Now, he can bend his body in half backwards. "You were an idiot," he agreed, holding his shot glass up to hers. He threw his back slightly after hers. It burned, but Jacen was used to it. "Woo!" He shouted, smiling at her, as he jumped up on the counter beside her.
Liz laughed as he talked about spotting her, nodding. "I mean, I do flips and shit, but I need to start getting back into shape or risk breaking my neck." she joked, chuckling softly. "Although spotting might definitely help. You'll have to show me what you can do some time." she said before setting the shot glass on the other side of her. She looked over at him, the high messing with her head. "Do you uh...do anything more than drinking and smoking? Or are you more clean than that?" she asked pressing her leg up against his on the counter.
Jacen nodded at her words, definitely agreeing with the fact that doing things without being in the right shape for them was deadly. He'd hurt himself quite a few times pushing himself to hard, and the worst part was, it always set back his progress. "I will, mostly because I like doing it, but also because I like you," he teased, tapping her nose lightly. He raised a brow at her question, but one look down at her leg against his and he nodded, reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out the little baggie of cocaine and held it up. "This is about it, but it's enough. I don't do it often, but," the lie died in his mouth. He didn't have to lie, so he wasn't sure what it was, besides a huge sign of addiction.
Liz smiled that he said he liked her. Her slightly abrasive personality and the fact that she had a kid tended to make people run for the hills. But he'd conquered one of those things so it couldn't be too bad. Her eyes widened as she looked at the little bag. "Hell yes. I used to do it a lot. In high school and shit. Missed it." she said. She knew it would kill her one day, and she still did it knowingly. When her father hit her, it was used to dull her, to make her happy and forget. But now, she wanted to dull the pain of what Jay had said. To make her smile again because it's what she needed. "I know a guy if you ever need more." she said offhandedly, sliding of the counter and onto her feet.
Jacen was a little terrified at first when he saw her initial reaction, sure she was going to call him crazy, so one could imagine his relief when she admitted to being a fan as well. It made him smile, because for the first time he wasn't being judged for what he was doing. "Cool, great, let's get this done, then," he smiled, hopping off the counter and going to get his things. At her offer, he nodded, looking over at her, "Used to do it, huh?" He teased, bringing over a flat surface and a dollar bill, not as glamorous as a mirror and a hundred, but sufficient. "I've got a guy, though, good friend." After setting up a few lines, two for each of them, he took one, and handed the bill to her.
Liz could see the terrified look in eyes when hers widened and she had to chuckle. "Lets." she grinned before rolling her eyes at his tease, letting a smile slip. "Had to stop for a little." she said before she leaned against the counter, watching him set the lines up for them. "Good friend, huh? He do this too or just sell?" she asked before she took the bill in her hand and took a deep breath. She did the first line with only slight difficulty before doing the other. As she stood up straight, she closed her eyes, waiting for the coke to move into her system and begin to work.
Jacen felt the cocaine almost immediately, like he always did, since it was a fast working drug and even just the idea of doing it gave him a sense of euphoria. "No one sells cocaine and doesn't do it, and if they say they do, they're a liar." He'd gotten pretty good at telling what an addict was like, mostly from first hand experience. After finishing up the coke, he put his shit away and grabbed the bottle of vodka before leading Liz back to his room. He threw himself onto his bed, a big smile on his face as he enjoyed the beginning of his high. "Come here," he demanded, pulling her on top of him. "You're really beautiful, you know that?"
Liz felt the cocaine less than a minute later, before Jacen was even done with his lines. She followed him into his room, kicking the door closed behind her before walking towards his bed. She giggled as he pulled her on top of him, putting her hands against his chest. She looked down at him, his words causing a smile, a genuine smile, to touch her face. Instead of speaking, she gently pressed her lips to his own, her hands moving to his shoulder as she kept kissing him. She hadn't been in this position in over a year now and part of her was a little terrified.
Jacen was a little surprised when Liz kissed him, but not too, since he figured, hoped, that's where this night was headed. She was spontaneous about it though, and Jacen liked that. He liked the way her hands felt on him, and he tried to remember the last time he'd had sex, let alone with a girl. It was a while ago, quite a while before summer, at some party maybe. He was more confident here, with Liz in his arms. Flipping them, Jacen pinned Liz to the bed before moving to kiss her neck. Sex on cocaine was the greatest euphoria Jacen had ever experienced. Biting lightly on her neck the let out a moan, sitting up to pull his shirt over his head. "You're so fucking hot," he said, roughly, so different in comparison to what he called her before things got hot.
Liz could tell that he liked what she was doing, by the simple fact that he hadn't pushed her off yet. She toed her shoes off without breaking the kiss, her boots falling to the floor as her hands gripped his arms gently. As he flipped her over, she gasped a little, although the smile reappeared as he began to kiss her neck. Liz had never had a night like most other girls had. She never had the soft touches or the cuddle afterwards. All her sexual experiences were drug fueled, fast and hard, dirty experiences, that made her cringe when thinking about them the next morning and at the moment, this seemed different. She pushed her own shirt over her head throwing it to the side. "You're fucking hot too."
Jacen had to admit, he was like most guys when it came to sex. He preferred the rougher kind over the sweet, soft sex that girls usually preferred. Then again, Liz wasn't like most girls, and intercourse was just a carnal pleasure about getting them both off for him. It had never been more, not even with peopl he cared about. Kissing down her chest, Jacen lightly bit the soft breast tissue of her boob that was showing out fo the bra while he worked on getting his jeans off, an admittedly hard task. He had to pull away and kick of his shoes, then pull down his annoyingly tight jeans he now regretted wearing, before he returned to Liz's body, kissing down her stomach while the two of them worked on her pants next.
Liz moaned as his lips touched her chest, attempting to reach around her back and undo her bra. Once she got it undone, she threw it off to the side, as he pulled away to push his jeans down. She had to admit, the guy in front of her was pretty damned hot. And watching him undo his jeans and strip down was probably one of the hottest things she'd seen. She watched as he kissed down her body, attempting to unbutton her jeans and not get in his way. She lifted her hips off the bed, trying to push them down and kick them off. "God, you're so hot."
Jacen tugged his lip into his mouth when he got a full view of Liz's perfect breasts, her entire body was perfect. He helped her pull off her jeans, kissing just above the waist line of her panties. He laughed lightly at her compliment, dipping down to kiss her again. "I thought we already established that," he whispered in her ear, teasingly, before letting his lips tracing over her collarbone. He pulled back and shimmied out of his boxers, reaching in his night side table for a condom. He was definitely already heard just from seeing her like this, bout he'd never turn down a little bit of foreplay. Kissing her, he let his hand slide between their bodies until his fingers were running lightly over her most sensitive area. He smiled mischievously and dug the heel of his hand into her clit.
Liz saw him looking at her and lifted her legs up so he could help with her pants. She moaned as his lips touched her collarbone, her entire body hypersensitive. She let out a sigh of relief as he reached for a condom, thankful for the fact he'd remembered. She ran her hands over his body, her lips pressed against his as his hand went between them. She felt him smile against her lips and gasped as the heel of his hand pressed against her clit, moaning as she pressed her body even tighter against his. Her hand went behind his neck gently, deepening the kiss.
Jacen loved all the sounds Liz was making, and they just made him want her even more. He couldn't wait to be inside of her, so he decided not to. Ripping open the condom, he puled their bodies apart so he could roll it down his length. He was glad Liz was a dancer, because that meant she was at least relatively flexible. Picking up her leg and resting in on her shoulder, Jacen aligned himself and pressed in. He wasn't met with very much resistance, and she was pretty wet, so he didn't really see the point in starting out slow and boring, instead snapping his hips against her with a moan.
Liz groaned out as he pulled his body away, her own body nearly begging for him as he slid the condom on. She felt him pick up her leg and grinned, knowing what was about to come. She gasped out loudly as he entered her, a slow moan following after it. She began to move against him, her body soon finding a speed. Liz was definitely not one of those girls that just laid there during sex, especially since most of the time she was on top. She watched his face as he fucked her, her eyes on his as she arched her hips.
Jacen was surprised by Liz's response. Her moans were certainly enough to egg him on, but unlike most of his sexual endeavors, she got very involved. Girls usually hate on guys for just wanting to get off, but every times he'd been with a girl, she just laid there and let him fuck into her, so it was hardly a wonder orgasms were less likely for girls. That wasn't the case here, though, he was going to make sure this was the best sex of Liz Fabray's life. He sped up, fucking into her harder, and pushing himself against her to get as deep as he could. He dipped his head down to bit and suck at her breast, which slowed the thrusts, but gave him a better position for a gyrating motion. "Fuck," he breathed.
Liz could barely catch her breath as he basically fucked her into the bed and she loved every single second of it. The way he sped up and filled every inch of her was the best feeling she's ever had during sex. She moaned loudly as his teeth bit in to her breast and the thrusts slowed. "You're so damn good, Jace. So fucking good." She kept thrusting her hips against his, her hands moving into his hair as her body moved underneath his. This was already the best sex she'd ever had. The way he touched her made it feel like her entire body was on fire and she wanted more.
Jacen had to admit hearing her breathy admiration of him was definitely hot. Their bodies were pressed together, hot and sweaty and Jacen could feel the passion in the atmosphere around him. Sitting up, he propped bot of her legs up, resting them on his shoulders so when he leaned down again, they bent, bending her in half. His lips fund her and they met in a heated kiss, before she worked his way down, exploring every inch of her body with his lips. "Fucking hell," he whispered against her skin. He wasn't sure if it was the drug, but he already felt that hot pleasure in his gut, and knew he was close.
Liz could feel her breath coming out in pants as her eyes watched him, her chest rising and falling in rhythm with his. She adjusted her position as he leaned forward, essentially folding her in half as her hands cupped his face for a moment, before letting his lips explore her body, breathy moans slipping from her lips as his pleasured her body. She could feel herself building up inside, her hands settled now on his forearms as she continued to thrust herself in time with him, groaning out. "So fucking close, Jace." she said, her eyes closing as she just felt.
Jacen knew that this was so much different than any other time he'd had sex. It started out as the same drug filled search for pleasure, but it turned into so much more, and it was both arousing and terrifying, what was happening. Still, he focused less on that and more on the beautiful girl underneath him that was moaning his name. Reaching his hand down between them, his thrusts slowed slightly and his fingers found her clit, which he pressed slightly. He wanted her to come first, but judging on how close he was, he wasn't sure if that was possible.
Liz was starting to come out of her high and instead of being hit with it full on, the endorphin's from the current sex were helping her not to crash. She could feel him with every part of her in the final few minutes of her high and her hands squeezed as he pressed his fingers against her clit. After a few more thrusts, her back arched as she climaxed letting out a loud moan as she did, but continuing to move so she could get him off as well, her breath heavy and short.
Jacen felt when Liz was about to climax, and knew she'd be there before him. Thrusting harder while he worked her clit, he felt her orgasm, and that was what really sent him over the edge, a few more thrusts and he was coming too, collapsing on top of her as he came down from both his orgasm and his coke high. Rolling to the side, Jacen caught his breath, pulling Liz in close to him. "Wow," he whispered in her ear, kissing her neck lightly, pulling away only to take off and dispose of the condom before moving to her side once more.
Liz closed her eyes as she let her chest rise and fall, her body recovering from not only the high, but the amazing sex she'd just had. She moved close to him, smiling as he kissed her neck. "Wow is right. That was amazing." she said, still trying to catch her breath. She wasn't someone who had ever really had the after sex cuddle session or even stayed in bed afterwards. But right now, snuggled up next to Jacen, she didn't mind it. "I think that was the best sex I've ever had."
Jacen couldn't help the big smile that grew on her face at her compliments. "That's a big stroke to my ego that I didn't need," he teased, pulling her closer as he nuzzled his head into the crook between her shoulder and neck. "I really enjoyed it, too, and I'm probably right there with you." He agreed, smiling lightly and stifling a yawn. He knew how these things usually went, but he didn't want Liz to leave. "Stay.." He whispered, knowing she'd know what it would mean.
Liz gently smacked his face, giving him a smile. "Imma just blame it on the alcohol." she said with a nod as he nuzzled his head into her shoulder. She let one of her arms lay over his torso, closing her eyes. "Good." She wasn't sure whether he wanted her to leave or not, but the minute he said 'Stay', she smiled a bit more, nodding. "Okay...you should just know though, I don't usually do this whole...after sex thing."
Jacen laughed lightly smiling at her when she gently smacked him, shaking his head. "Right," he teased, leaving a small trail of kisses along her shoulder. He smiled when she told him that this was different for her, and was glad that she was going to stay with him. "Neither do I," he admitted, pulling her closer. "Sleep well," he murmured, burying his face in her hair.
Liz laughed as she nuzzled into his neck. It felt....nice. This cuddling this was nice and easy. "You too." she said softly, her arm draped over his torso as she snuggled into a sleeping position. The aftermath of the drugs leaving her mind was thoughts rushing into it, and for once, it wasn't 'I fucked up again' or her hating herself again. No, this time, it was relaxed, and with that, she closed her eyes, and drifted off.
[Sawyer patted her chest.] Can I hold him? [She knew she was too weak to actually hold him, but a baby on the chest wouldn’t hurt.] He’s so handsome, Liz. [A giggle escaped her lips.] I just.. can I hold you, little Jax? [She began making silly faces at the baby, playing peek-a-boo. Sawyer had always wanted kids of her own, but after this, she wasn’t quite sure if she’d ever be able to. The thought made her more than sad, but that was just life.] Can I babysit him one day? He’s definitely the window to happiness.
[Liz nodded, walking a bit closer and bouncing Jax gently.] You wanna go see Sawyer? Hm, little boy. [She pressed a kiss to his head before gently placing him in Sawyer's. Just by the way Sawyer was acting, she knew that it had been a good idea bringing him a long. Babies made the world a hell of a lot brighter.] Of course. He'd like that a lot. [She said as she sat in the chair beside Sawyer's bed.] How're you feeling? It's gotta suck being here but are you at least getting better strength wise?
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