I felt like writing something different. So I did. Whatever.

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Jules smelled like sex. I didn’t notice it right away and I don’t think I would have if my cock tease of a boyfriend hadn’t kept it fresh in my mind minutes before she came in.

We had planned a meeting with a few others in our cast to work on some details of our performances outside of rehearsals. Jules and I were the leads but didn’t know each other very well. One of the things we needed to work on was practicing for our kiss at the end of the third act. My boyfriend was the one who dropped me off, practically kicking me out of the car after muttering obscene things he was going to do to me when I got home. He wasn’t too keen on me spending a Saturday away from him. But I knew he’d find something or more like someone to occupy his time.

After a short chat with the other cast members, we separated to work on scenes and blocking while Jules and I stepped away to work on our kiss. We ran through the lines, putting in all the appropriate emotion and when the time came, she just kissed me, tears gleaming in her eyes. That’s when I smelled it.

I pulled away surprised both by the kiss and the other realization I had made. God it was a hot realization. I was attracted to Jules and we were comfortable around each other but that smell aroused me to no end. My imagination ran wild with possibilities. Her boyfriend pulled her into a closet when she visited his work to drop off his lunch before coming in. She locked eyes with a gorgeous stranger on the train and they both had the same thing in mind. None of it was plausible, but the fact that I could still taste her on lips and smell her so near, my senses were going into overload. I didn’t even think she had a boyfriend.

She blushed, “Sorry to just…go for it. I got all caught up in the emotions of it all, it seemed like the thing Rebecca would do.” She referred to her character while wiping the small tear from her eye.

“Oh, no, it was fine. Just surprised me, is all.” We both laughed nervously. We ran the scene again, this time I was ready for the kiss and we only pulled apart when we heard clapping from the other cast members who stopped to watch.

All of us got together do run more scenes and all the while I couldn’t help but notice that the sex smell was not just going away. I don’t think anyone else noticed it; no one was close enough to her to recognize it. It was like my own secret that made it all the more exciting.

Finally, we decided we’d done enough work for one day and a few other members had to go to work or another engagement. One by one, everyone left. Before I knew it, all that was left was Jules and I.

She was pulling her car keys from her bag before turning to me, “You need a ride?” Oh god yes.

“No, I’m waiting for my boyfriend. He’s probably picking me up late on purpose; get me back for not spending time with him today. Either that or still finishing up with his latest trick.” Jules gave me an incredulous look and I shrugged. She put her keys back and came to sit next to me on the curb.

“So you think he plays around on you?”

“Oh I know he does…we have what you call a…open relationship.” I put my hands behind me and leaned on them, basking in the sun beating on my face.

“Are you okay with that? I mean you could just let him so he doesn’t leave you.” I snorted.

“Yeah, if that were it, He’d have been gone long ago. He doesn’t dig the insecure type. I think it’s because then they’d be too alike. He’s a born bottom.” She laughed a bit.

“So you sleep around too?”

“Not really, just because he’s all I need. I don’t need to sleep with everything with legs to be satisfied. He gives it up enough.”

“You talk about him like he’s some common whore.” I wasn’t sure if it upset her or not.

“Probably because I’m a little bitter about how easy he can get a guy to fuck him. I certainly don’t have them waiting in line.” I paused and looked down, “Really, I care for him, and we’re strong even with other partners. And we’re happy.”

“I’m sure if you wanted yourself a hottie, you’d get him.”

“Sure the same goes for you.” I couldn’t help it. She was practically breathing down my neck and still smelled of sex. I looked at her when she snorted.

“That’s where you’d be wrong. I’m not exactly a desired specimen.”

“Yeah right.”

“No, seriously.” I sat up and looked her in the eye.

“You’re gonna sit there and bullshit me when you smell like fucking sex?” Her mouth dropped open and her cheeks burned with blush.

“I…I-I’m humiliated.” I guess I said something wrong. I couldn’t help it.

“It’s not like it’s something to be ashamed of. Here I am telling you all about my sex life. You don’t have to lie about yours.”

She laughed nervously. “No…you don’t get it. I’ve never had sex, James.” I gaped at her. Then she finished, “Well… with another person.”

I laughed. I couldn’t help it.

“So… you spend a lot of time with good ol’ Lefty?” She couldn’t help herself either and giggled as well.

“Way too much. I lost track of time this morning and got a bit carried away… I caught my gay roommate in bed with his guy before we were going to meet. It was friggin hot.”

I laughed again. “You’re a fag hag then?”

“Something like that. But it takes very little to turn me on. Just about anything. Sorry… you probably don’t want to know my preferences.”

“No it’s fine. You have no clue how hot it is to be so close to you when you smell like that. Stuff like that drives guys wild. Or me at least, I could be an exception.”

“…Aren’t you gay?”

“I don’t discriminate.” It was then I noticed how close we had gotten. Our noses were an inch apart and our eyes locked.

“Are you going to kiss me?” Her voice was husky and whispered. Her eyes had broken our lock and stared openly at my lips.

“Do you want me to?” I was suddenly rethinking all of this. If I kissed her, would she expect more? And if I gave her more, would she expect a relationship? I would be her first if I let it happen. Shit.

Suddenly, she broke my thoughts, “Calm down, Tiger. It’s just a kiss. No need to hyperventilate.”

With a smile, I did kiss her. It was much different from what we shared before. It didn’t hold the emotion of our characters, but the emotion of us. I was surprised to feel her teeth nip at my bottom lip. I let out a little gasp and Jules too advantage of it as she slipped her tongue into my mouth.

We broke from the kiss moments later, both heated. “Why’re you a virgin?” I couldn’t help but ask.

Still only inches apart, she muttered, “Opportunity never arose. People put sex on a pedestal; I stopped thinking a first time was special a long time ago.”

Then I knew what I was asking, “How old are you?”

“Eighteen last month.” She grinned at me. “You can card me if you’d like.” Jules laughed lightly while running a finger up my arm. “You?”

“I’m almost twenty.”

“Good.” With another seductive smile, her lips met mine again. Was she really a virgin? She certainly didn’t kiss like one.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when a honk shattered the moment. I whipped around to see Gil, my boyfriend, smirking at us from the car we shared. I brushed my hand over Jules’ before getting up and making my way over to the car.

He rolled the window down and I leaned into it. “Cheating on me, punk?” He was still smiling.

“Oh shut up, I can smell Kevin’s cologne from here.”

“So what’re you planning to do?” I could still smell and taste Jules and as much as that was driving me wild, the thought of my guy being fucked into a mattress came to mind and I nearly groaned. Instead, I grinned. I couldn’t help it.

“You think you’d be up for some experimentation?” Gil made a face but I knew he wasn’t against it.

“Trying to drag me back into a closet?” He let a little smile show.

“No really, I’m just being selfish. I’m horny and I want both of you.” His elbow brushed my hand and I ran my hand down his forearm.

“You and your dumb perversions.” I knew he was agreeing and went to kiss him. As soon as our lips touched, I gently nipped his lip and tugged, moving back just a bit. His lips had to chase my own to touch again and I positioned us just so Jules could get a nice view. He must have been uncomfortable like that, leaning out the window, but he certainly wasn’t complaining.

Once we parted, I ran a hand through his hair before turning back to Jules, grinning. I trotted over to her and she looked at me uncertainly, “You just going to leave me here?”

I knelt and kissed her shortly, not letting it get heated. I pulled away only a tad, our noses still touching. “You can still taste him, can’t you?” I found my own voice husky. “I heard you’re a fag hag…”

She knew just what I was suggesting and I wanted to hoot in triumph when she smiled at me coyly. “Something like that…”

Without another word, she picked up her bag and walked to the car. I watched her walk. At the car, I saw her give a grin to Gil who returned it. Then, Jules slipped into the backseat.

Both of them stared at me expectantly from the car and I couldn’t get to the car fast enough.