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Last two chapters of my Halloween fan fic!  Sorry it took so long to post it, LJ wen t a bit funny yesterday!   Hope you enjoy it anyway, comments welcomed and appreciated.

Flo xxxxx

Title: Halloween
Pairing: Greg/Josie
Rating:  17+ (just to be safe) 
Notes: Halloween challenge on my community
 

“Hurry up and find that key Josie, you’re slipping” Grunted Greg, as she rummaged in her handbag, once more in his arms.
“FOUND IT.” She called loudly in his ear, making him wince. Greg took the keys from Josie, and let himself into her house. Kicking the front door closed with his foot he panted slightly as he carried her up the stars.

“Which room Jos?” He asked.
“That one” She muttered pointing drunkenly, breathing loudly in his ear. Supporting Josie with one arm, he pushed her hairdryer and unworn outfits off the bed before laying Josie on it softly.
“Ooh Greg, are we gonna make out now?” She giggled, arms rubbing his back longingly.
“Nope.” Muttered Greg “We’re getting you ready for bed missy.” Josie pouted.
“But I want to have sex with you” She groaned loudly and childishly. Smiling slightly, Greg ignored her and began his pursuit of a clean nightdress.

 Gently he tugged her dress over her head, but before he could replace it with the nightie, Josie had pulled him on top of her with surprising strength.
“I… want… Gregory…” She mumbled, as she slipped her hands underneath his shirt, caressing his smooth chest.
“Stop Josie” he giggled as she tickled him playfully. Removing her hands from his chest, he tried valiantly to once more to get a chortling Josie ready.  

Opening her nightie out to tug it on, he jumped slightly to realise Josie had removed her bra. Eyes averted, he began tugging the clothing over her head. 
”I can’t go to bed with my bra on silly.” She sniggered, grasping Greg around the stomach with her feet, causing him to topple onto her once more,

“Josie!” Exclaimed a slightly flushed Greg, “Stop being so difficult, I’m trying to get you ready.”
“I am ready Greg.” She moaned “I’m ready for you” gripping his shaking hand, she ran it over her breasts causing Greg to twitch nervously, gulping. Grinning she forced his hand down the length of her body, causing his fingers to slide under the waistband of her knickers.

“Josie!” he found his voice at last. “No.” 
“But Greg… I want you.” She whimpered.
“No” he said, placing a gentle finger to her lips. “Not tonight.” Admitting defeat at last, she allowed Greg to get her ready, and pull the duvet around her. 
“Goodnight Josie.” He muttered, kissing the top of her head sweetly. She was already drifting. 
“Kiss me properly Greg and don’t leave.” She muttered sleepily. He obeyed her second request, stroking her curls until she was snoring.

 *****

Josie bolted upright in bed, wishing she hadn’t as her skull was pounding.
“Ohhhh my head” She groaned. “What happened last night?” Straining her memory, she remembered up to the point of playing Chubby Bunnies at Tony’s Halloween party. Closing her eyes tight, she struggled to remember details from the haze of events. Greg had brought her home. 

“I want to have sex with you.” Her demand leapt out at her with the force of a carthorse. 
“Shit, did we…?” She wondered, remembering feeling someone’s fingers down her knickers.   “Jesus, were they Greg’s?” Josie thought. She couldn’t place who else’s they have could been. “Fuck! We did… and I don’t remember.” Josie sighed sadly. She’d been longing for so long to be caught up in Greg’s embrace, and she couldn’t remember a bit of it.

Greg peered cautiously into the room. Josie blinked at him shyly.
“Morning sunshine” He grinned. “How’s the head?” 
“Fine…” Josie mumbled cautiously. Curiosity taking a hold of her, “Greg…did we?” she blurted out
Chuckling Greg replied, “You mean you don’t remember?” Josie winced.
“No, I’m sorry Greg. it doesn’t mean it meant any less to me…”
“We didn’t have sex Josie. I’m not in the habit of screwing girls who have passed out.” He smiled gently, perching softly next to her on the bed.

Josie grinned sheepishly. “I’m still sorry Greg, you shouldn’t have had to deal with me like that.” 
“I didn’t mind Josie.” He uttered tenderly stroking her face gently with his thumb. “It was my pleasure.” She smiled sleepily, leaning closer to him. Greg’s lips were now level with Josie’s own. They both jumped, shocked as the telephone rang.

“Hello?” Josie mumbled, disappointed. “Oh hey Caroline.” 
Greg left Josie chatting with Caroline deciding to bring her a mug of tea to help her hang over. On return Josie beamed at Greg,
“Paul and Caroline got together last night, she was only with Brad to make Paul jealous apparently.” Greg grinned widely,
“Good for Paul” He enthused, secretly wishing he’d had as much luck with Josie.

Several buzzes in his pocket signalled Greg to his phone. 
“4 unread messages?” Intrigued Greg looked at them one after the other, although they all practically said the same thing.

Greg, Paul told me you wimped out of fucking Josie last night. I thought you liked her?  Tony

Hey buddy, how did things go last night? Paul told me you and Josie didn’t do much. What happened? Mike

Greg, Col and I were listening to Paul, and he said you had no success with Josie. She seemed pretty willing at the party. What happened? Ry 

Mr. P, Don’t you have sex in America? Mr. A

Shaking his head, chuckling, it took Greg a few moments to comprehend Josie had been staring at him over her mug of steaming tea. As soon as he looked up, she avoided his gaze. 
“Jos… what exactly did you say to Caroline?” Said Greg, grinning he already knew the answer as where else would Paul have got the information?
“Nothing really…you know just girl chat.” Muttered Josie, reddening. 

 

Greg stared at Josie a little while longer before deciding he’d better let his friends know what had happened the previous night.
“I need to ring Mike a second, I’ll um…leave so you can get dressed.” Greg padded out into the hallway, dialling Mike’s familiar number.
“Uh, Greg, why did you have to call, my head hurts?” Moaned Mike.
“Hello to you too buddy” Smiled Greg, not seeing Josie rush behind him into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
“What happened with Josie then?” Greg could tell Mike was grinning the other side of the phone.

“Nothing buddy…” Greg didn’t quite now how to continue, so waited for Mike to speak.
“But…isn’t she…wasn’t she keen on you? Are you at home?” Mumbled a confused Mike.
“No, I’m at Josie’s. She came on to me last night… asked me to have sex with her.”
“So? You didn’t obviously… Why?” Mike was clearly befuddled. Greg felt himself flushing. Embarrassed by his moment of chivalry. 
“She was drunk Mike…I couldn’t… it didn’t seem right to me okay? You can tell everyone at Tony’s that’s why I didn’t fuck Josie if that’s alright with you all?” Greg found his voice rising, angry. It had seemed the obvious thing to do last night, but had he really passed up his chance?
“It’s okay Greg… you did the right thing. I’ve got to go now, just…speak to you later okay?” Mike hung up as fast as he could, clearly not able to stand Greg being upset, when his head was in a delicate state.  

Greg sighed, replacing his phone back in his pocket, jumping slightly as he heard the click of the lock. Turning he saw Josie dripping wet, dignity protected with nothing but a towel, she squealed, streaking past him as fast as she could and into the bedroom. Chuckling, Greg was glad Josie had got her bashfulness back, and decided it best not to tell her, she had flashed her breasts to him on two separate occasions the previous night.

“Greg you didn’t…?” She called warily through the door.
“No, I only saw your towel I promise” He replied, grinning. “I… I’ll leave you in peace now Josie, as long as you’re sure you head is okay.” He made to leave not expecting to feel a tug on his hand.  

“Wait there… please Greg.” Josie begged, still wearing only a towel, but now wrapped more securely around her. 
“Please?” She fluttered her long eyelashes.
“Oh…okay, I’ll let you put some clothes on first” Greg smiled kindly. Beaming over her shoulder at him, Josie retreated back into her bedroom.

 *****

Greg paced the living room. “Why does she want me to stay?” He wondered to himself. 
“You can sit down you know Greg.” Josie had just entered the living room, wearing jeans a pretty blouse and a smile.
“No, I’d better get going Jos. I don’t want to overstay my welcome.” Greg made once more to leave, skirting awkwardly around Josie, making for the door.

“Please don’t go. I want you to kiss me Greg,” she whispered.   He stopped dead in his tracks. Slowly gazing over his shoulder her turned to face her. 
“I said I don’t want you to go, because I want you to kiss me.” Josie said more boldly staring deeply into his eyes. 

Cautiously Greg approached, supporting her chin with a gentle finger, he bent slightly, his soft lips found their way to hers, brushing them hesitantly. Eyes closed Josie spoke.
“For fucks sake, I’ve been waiting for a good 9 months for this, the least you can do is use your tongue Gregory.” Smiling bashfully, he pressed his lips more forcefully against Josie’s own, slipping his tongue cheekily past her waiting lips and into her hot mouth caressing all in its path.

Josie moaned, into the kiss. Stroking her hair off of her forehead he whispered
“What’s the matter honey? What am I doing wrong”
“You’ve stopped.” She replied eyes opening blearily. Grinning he pulled Josie closer to him hands gently gripping her hips. Bending his head slightly to reach her lips he felt her arms encircle his neck, fingers stroking the soft, short cropped hair on the back of his head before reached up further tugging gently at the longer, bouncy curls. 

Tenderly he ran his hands smoothly over her shoulder blades, massaging them before softly tracing her spine through her blouse with a gentle finger. She dissolved into his delicate touch, rubbing his lips and tongue playfully with her own. Pulling away from the kiss, Josie opened her eyes to see Greg grinning like a freshly carved pumpkin.   Halloween, Josie decided was her favourite time of year