Kiss and make up

Jenni's POV

I wake up and find myself lying partially atop Marty. I don't know why, but I blush. It's not like I haven't slept like this before. But now that I think about it, Marty usually gets me to get under the covers with him. He did act a little bit strange for a minute last night. I bet he wasn't wearing any pants and just decided to go to bed in just his red tshirt. That's alright, I don't care. I'm not that type of person. I wouldn't freak out like a little kid just because that's how he likes to sleep. I understand why he did it. His parents don't always respect his privacy. I smile to myself and shake my head.

I push the thought aside and scoot up a little closer. I check the clock and see what time it is. 6:28 AM. I turn my attention back to him. I couldn't scoot up much more because of his arms still being wrapped around my waist. I run my fingers through his hair, gently massaging the scalp. I giggle softly at the look on his face. He's smiling in his sleep. Awe, he's so adorable. I love him so much.

I'm glad we made up and didn't leave things the way they were. I almost thought that I was going to lose him. I can't stand that thought. I stop playing with his hair and just let my hand sit there. I lean closer to him and gently kiss him on the lips. Three seconds later, I feel his grip tighten. If he wasn't awake before, he is now.

I smile in the kiss. I nip at his bottom lip. I want him to kiss me again like one of the last times I was here. It doesn't take him long to figure out what I want. We tongue wrestle only for a moment before pulling away. I rest my head against his, smiling. My lips feel all tingly. He smiles back at me, his ocean blue eyes alight with happiness. "Well, that's always a nice way to wake up." Marty smirks. "Good morning to you too." I giggle. He quickly pecks me on the lips. "I missed you." He coos, just slightly above a whisper. My cheeks warm. "I missed you too." "Good because I'm never going to let something like that happen again." Marty smiles. "I was so afraid I was going to lose you over my stupidness." I smile warmly at him, awed. "Just so you know, you're stuck with me." I grin stupidly. "I like the sound of that." Marty mirrors my happy expression.

I decide to look at him a little more serious now. His eyes flicker to worry. "After I ran off, I kinda of went to Doc's." I admit. "Oh, so that's where you went. When I started to calm down I began to worry about where you went off to." He replies. "Yeah. He said he needed supplies and offered to take me with him so I did to take my mind off things. Course when I saw the stuff you mentioned, it was a little harder to do that." I half smile. "So Doc told you about time travel. That's great. Now I kind of don't feel so bad for telling you before he did." Marty chuckles. I nod my head. "I was surprised that he told me. It was actually really nice from what I saw." Marty smiles, pleased. "Well, would you like to hear a story that I can't tell anyone else?" He asked, excited. I nod my head and eagerly.

"Just as a warning Doc says that things can change so I'm sure by now something has changed. Anyways, when he took me I had to get my son out of some trouble. When I fixed it everything seemed fine so I hope when I get to that point again it still will be. But besides that, it was really great." He explains. I start playing with his hair again. "I'm sure it still will be." I smirk, hoping that it's a future that I'll get to be in with him. I know we're still so young, but it doesn't hurt to think. I feel Marty lean in and he starts kissing me again. "Of course it will be." He whispers against my lips.

We stay like that for a little bit and fumble around. I pull away, but not too quickly. I don't care how he's dressed, I'm getting cold. He looks at me like, "What are you doing now?" I pull the cover to the base of his waist. His cheeks start turning pink. I cock my head to the side. "Something wrong Marty?" I asked with a sly grin. "N-No." He stutters. "Good. Then you won't mind if I get under the covers with you." He presses his lips together in an awkward smile. Yeah, he's not telling me something. I still want to believe the underwear thing.

I crawl under the covers and sit where I'm not touching him. "Now, where were we?" I state more than ask. His lips part and that makes me want to attack him. I leaned over and brush my nose against his cheek. I start kissing on his face until our lips meet again.

I feel his hands snake around my waist. I keep one hand draped on his shoulder and the other just above his head, unentangled in his hair. While we kissed, without him noticing, I inched closer to him. I barely raise my left leg and placed it between his legs. I grin on the inside. I was right. Maybe while he's like this we can have some fun. I lower my body on top of him. He grunts, causing me to literally smile into the kiss.

I feel his arm crawl down my back then squeeze my butt. I squeak and jerk forward. Now it's my turn to blush. That felt so weird, but so good at the same time. Now I really want to feel skin against skin. He stops kissing me, but doesn't say anything. He's smirks just a little bit and his eyes change just slightly. Marty tilts his head to the side and starts to kiss and nip at my neck. I squeak at the feeling.

I feel myself unconsciously rub against him. His body tenses under mine. I want to stop, but at the same time I don't. I feel my body warm. These pants are really starting to irritate me now. I can't help that I want to take them off. I mean it's not like we're going to do anything. At least not that I know of. With the way I'm positioned, I wriggle out of my pants and push them behind me. I lie back down and scoot so now that I am hovered over him. I lean down and start to kiss his neck, making him pull away from mine.

He smells so good with whatever cologne he uses. I drink in his scent, and breathe a little heavier than normal. This time, I purposely brush over him. Once again he tenses up beneath my touch. My body cries out, wanting more of the feeling. I feel Marty's hands move and push at my sides. The movement stops me. My cheeks redden as I go to look at him. He's smirking and blushing at the same time. "If you want, we can just this once for now." I blush from his reaction and avert my eyes from him to the pillow. When I think I've got it under control, I peer back at him. I nervously smile and nod my head.

Marty sits up and flips our positions around so I am now underneath his now hovering body. I feel sort of embarrassed. I look out of the corner of my eye and catch a glimpse of his underwear poking out from beneath the covers. It looks like "Calvin Klein" is written on the waistband. Surprisingly they're purple. "Purple?" I snicker. "Huh?" He raises an eyebrow. Marty scrunches his nose up in confusion and then realizes what I'm talking about. "Oh, that." I let out a soft giggle. "They're just underwear. It's not like the world's going to see them." He shakes his head at me. He's got a point, but still I never imagined his underwear was purple. "Point well made." I smile innocently.

Instead of answering, I feel him rub against me like I did him. That tingly feeling came back. My body wants more. "Marty, please." I whimper, starting to squirm more. He stops, realizing his own need as well. He reaches over and grab something from a drawer in the nightstand. I hear packaging crinkle in his hands. Before I can see what it is, he takes off the underwear.

I can't really see anything except for the silhouette. He looks bigger than imagined. Not saying that I thought he was small, but still I'm aware of guys that are. Marty starts messing with the thing in his hands again. It looks like he's sticking it on himself. Must be protection. Good thinking Marty. I allow him to take off mine now. It feels weird when someone else does it.

I watch him place them on the side of the bed. His eyes look back to mine. "Are you sure Jen? We don't have to if you don't want to. I don't want to pressure you into anything. I love you too much to risk losing you again." He says honestly. He respects me. I love that about him. But I honestly do want this. I nod my head sure of myself. Marty doesn't say anything and goes for it.

First, I feel a little pinch and then the rest is history. The feeling is wild and rampant. The feeling of his body against mine. Skin on skin touch. I love it. In a sense, I feel closer to him. Soon after thrust for thrust, we both reach our breaking point and it's over. We both pant with silly grins on our faces.

When Marty catches his breath, he pulls out of me. We clean up after ourselves and lie back on the bed the same way we did moments ago. Only this time our legs are tangled together. I feel very sensitive on my legs, so he tries not to touch me there too much. His head lies on my chest, but he's still positioned at a good enough angle to look at me.

I smile at him happy. He returns all the same. "Well if that's what it's going to be like, I'd like to do that more often with you in the future. I blush, but still smile all the same. "Oh Marty." I add a giggle to the end. "I love you Jen." He says, his blue eyes sort of sparkling. I stay silent and enjoy those three words for a moment. Coming over here last night was so worth it. "I mean it, I really do." Marty blurts, thinking the worst. "I love you too Marty." I smile, unable to hold my act any longer. A huge grin spreads across his lips. His soft, pink, and warm kissable lips. Marty leans in and closes the gap between us. I smile in the kiss as we both lose ourselves in one another.

A/N: Well guys, this is the second to last chapter of this story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. I added that bonus chapter to show a little more into their relationship so it didn't seem rushed even though there was several "time skips" and so it added a little more drama to not make it seem like their relationship was too perfect in a sense.

I do have one question for you lovely readers and supporters. Since this story wasn't exactly updated on the time frame I was hoping for, how many of you would like me to post the last chapter of the story this same weekend instead of next weekend when it's really suppose to end? The last chapter has been written so now all I have to do is tap publish and voila.

I'll tell you guys if what. If I get at least more than five comments below, I shall award you the ending a week early as compensation for lack of updates because of the craziness when I got sick in December. Hense why I had to update a few chapters at a time so I could keep up. For the most part they were close to their release dates.

Anyways guys, start hitting that comment button and let me know your answer.