Wow! I can't believe how much feedback I recieved from the last chapter, thank you so much! Your sweet comments are my drive to continuing the lovely ECLARE story.

I'm still thinking about making this a story because I'm not sure if it would ruin the point of the whole music video carnival theme. But I have some ideas, I just need to think about it some more, because I know a lot of you are very enthusiastic about it! I did feel like making an Eli's point of view, though. Why? Because I can. And he's sexy. :)

So in Eli's POV, I'm also going to add what I think was going on in his head in the series, so it might be a little longer. It might not be accurate, but because this is fiction and I absolutely love ECLARE, I will do what I want! And if I do continue the story, then I'll make it in third person :) just saying!

And wow, aren't you guys excited for October 8th? What's wrong with Eli? I've heard rumors that he has a terminal illness, but I don't think so. I hope it's just hype, like the Boiling Point promos. If Clare and Eli don't end up together I'm seriously gonna cry!

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi or the music video "Baby There's a Shark in the Water" by V.V. Brown.

So without further adeu, I introduce Eli Goldsworthy!

In my whole life, I've only been to two dances. The first was in middle school with my mom as my date, which probably wouldn't have been so bad if every other guy hadn't come with their little awkward girlfriends and crushes. Yeah. I don't have to go into much detail to explain the horrid embarrassment that followed the rest of my middle school years. The second was two years ago in the winter, the last night I ever saw Julia. She had looked so beautiful with her brown curly hair, dark make-up, black dress, chipped black nail-polish, blood surrounding her head as she lay on the cold street... I could never erase what I had done, the pain and the guilt. The sharp edges of my pain had dulled and weakened, but the aftermath would never cease. I swore that I would never go to another dance for the rest of my life because, as you can see, dances only make my life a living hell.

So when Adam asked me: "Are you going to Fantasy Carnival Night tonight?"

I scowled. "Hell no."

And when Clare asked me: "Are you going to Fantasy Carnival Night tonight?"

I smirked. "Is that an invitation?"

Oh yes. I was just asking for it now.

"Sometimes I get my head in a dilly

Feeling so lost, ticking you off

Now boy, you know me well

Said, I'm that kind of filly

That kind of soft, that kind of silly

But when I'm in doubt, I open my mouth"

It's not that I wanted to go to the dance- in fact, I mentally cringed at what I got myself into later- it's just...Clare. It's like, I can't deny her anything anymore. I was going to ask her if she wanted me to take her (more specifically, be my date), but she told me Alli had forced her into working in the dance. Really Alli? Really? Note to self: shake Alli vigorously until she passes out and steal Clare. So what did I do? I told her I'd go see her anyway, in case she missed me too much. And she blushed. Yeah, that's right. That's my blush.

I still remember when I first met her outside of Degrassi, I mentally smirked at how easy it was to make her melt. I thought it was rather amusing the way she stuttered and blushed when I got near her. Then, when she complained publicly about her poor marks in grade 11 English, I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Did she really have to be so conceited about her grades? I remember as I sat there doodling on my nails with my sharpie, I laughed quietly at the thought that I would be so unlucky as to be partnered with her for-

"Well, you can discuss that with your new English partner."

"Me?"

"Yes, you."

Wow.

Later when we skipped class, I realized that what I hated about her- her witty remarks, her proud brilliance, her sarcastic humor- were all traits that I possessed. As she screamed at the top of her lungs outside on the bench and attacked me for refusing to do so myself, I genuinely laughed for the first time in years. And as I held onto her pale wrists and stared into her eyes, I felt the walls around my heart that I created for myself begin to crack. She adopted my personality and my remarks, but modified them to make them better and purely Clare. I never truly hated her, never. My heart pounded as she distanced herself to sit on the bench and my body ached from the lack of proximity. I had to press my body stiffly to the tree so I wouldn't go back to her and bring her in my arms again.

From then on, the protective walls around me kept cracking and tearing down until I could not control my emotions anymore. I would stare shamelessly at her in school, find any excuse to talk to her, heck, I'd even get into fights just so she could worry and take care of me. She was just so beautiful, and smart, and so real. I knew that if there was anyone who could deal with me and my shit it was Clare. But would she be able to deal with it? I don't care, I'll take her if she'll have me...

So here I am, parking my hearse and walking with Adam to the entrance of the carnival right on time. There was already a crowd of people pushing and pulling to get in through the entrance. I groaned and put my top hat on my head.

Adam laughed at me, "Dude, if you didn't want to come, why are you here?"

I only looked at him, smirking. Adam raised his eyebrows and shook his head at me. "You are so whipped," he chuckled.

I elbowed him on the side and we proceeded through the crowded gates. Once we were in, I looked around to see if there was any sign of Clare. She didn't want to tell me what she was going to work as.

"You'll just have to go and play hide and seek with me," she said in what I thought sounded seductive. Let's just say I had to re-adjust my jeans in the bathroom right after.

I spotted Alli walking towards the kissing booth to my right, and noticed that about fifteen guys went ahead and lined up within five seconds. Adam and I looked at each other and cringed at the same time.

Adam laughed, "So, where's your lady friend, Eli?"

I lifted my head and tried to find her. I know that if Alli just came out, Clare must've come out too. What would she be? Clown? Definitely not. Acrobat? Hmm...that would be interesting. Food store? Ticket booth? DJ?

"Hey, check out that gypsy. Man, I'd like to get my future on with her," I over-heard some guys murmuring.

I quickly turned to see who they were talking about, and I froze and felt my knees go weak. I heard Adam gasp, "Whoa, is that Clare?"

She was absolutely gorgeous. She was just outside a wide tent that said "NO STUDENTS ALLOWED" and looking around for her own tent, I imagined. The outfit she was wearing clung to her curves in all the right places, the sparkles on it glowing and dancing everywhere. Surprise, surprise, Saint Clare was actually wearing some heels. Oh, the things I could do with those... And her hair was so beautifully done, looking so natural and free. Her slender wrists were covered in bracelets and bangles, and I must admit I loved bracelets. I couldn't get over it! Every part of her was beautiful. Her legs, her hips, her curves, her arms, her neck, her hair, her eyes, and her lips.

Oh sweet Lord baby Jesus, her lips. Her soft, plump pink lips that pouted as she looked around, dazed.

I could feel my own lips part involuntarily, wanting so badly to feel them against my own. My body turned on fire as forbidden images started to play through my mind. Ahh, hot damn...I needed to stop now because my pants were starting to tighten uncomfortably.

"Um...Eli?" Adam shook my shoulders.

I came back to reality and noticed that Fitz and his crew of idiots were ogling Clare as she walked towards her own tent. Then, I noticed Fitz making really weird faces and walk in her direction. My blood boiled at the mere thought of Fitz and Clare...not acceptable! Fitz is a douche and a a bully and he would only hurt Clare. In fact, I don't want anybody to go near her! This was Clare we're talking about. My Clare.

I marched my way over to him and stood in front of him, bumping into my chest.

"What the-? What the hell do you want, Eli? Get out of my way," Fitz retorted, starting to push me, but I twisted his arm and stopped him from moving.

"You can't have her, Fitz," I growled.

His eyes widened in realization, and he laughed loudly. "Does little emo boy have a crush on Saint Clare? Don't make me laugh," he snorted. I felt my knuckles tighten and my muscles clench in anger.

Adam immediatley came to my side and gripped my shoulder to stop me from doing anything stupid. Fitz's friends came and glared at us, but I didn't give a damn.

Fitz stopped laughing and stared at me for a few seconds. "What? You're serious? You actually think you have a chance against me?" Fitz glowered, starting to get irritated. Right where I wanted him.

"That's exactly what I think, Fitzy-boy. So back off and leave her alone," I threatened.

I noticed that people started to surround us in curiousty, wondering if there was going to be a fight.

"Is that a threat, Goldilocks?" Fitz hissed.

I snarled, my teeth glistening in the lights around us and I could feel the tension rise. I wanted to punch his face so badly, I hated that he became the competition I didn't know I had.

"Fitz, we can't fight here," one of the idiots said.

"Yeah, you're already on the edge with Simpson as it is. You're gonna get expelled if you do this," Adam said, addressing both of us.

We both calmed down and Fitz's frown turned into a smirk. "I propose a little competition. What do you say, emo boy?"

I arched my eyebrow in response. I could hear the murmur or people around us start to get louder, people surrounding the area to see what was going on.

"I say we see who the bigger man is, if you know what I mean," Fitz chuckled, obviously confident. His goons laughed knowingly, and Adam just looked at me, clueless as always. "If I win, then I get to go and taste the forbidden fruit. If you win, I'll back off. Fair and square."

Oh, I knew what he was talking about, all right. The true essense of a male, the alter ego, the "little man". And I wanted to wipe that smug look off of his face. His last sentence angered me. He wanted to corrupt Clare's beauty and innocence, and I couldn't let that happen. She deserves better than Fitz! He thinks he's so tough? I'd like to see him try and go against me.

I grinned challengingly. "I'm in."

The guys in the group started to whoop! and the girls started to blush madly. I rolled my eyes; I didn't care about them, I just wanted to go see Clare. Fitz nudged his head to the male bathroom tent in the corner and began walking over there, the crowd opening for him. I was about to walk after him, but Adam held me back. He gave me a bewildered expression, obviously wanting to know what we were talking about. I stared at him, and then down at my pants. It took him a few seconds to react, his face shocked, and then turned into a scowl. I smirked and walked to the tent where Fitz was already waiting.

"And words come out, words come out like

Baby, there's a shark in the water

There's something underneath my bed

Oh, please believe I said

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

Better be soon"

Needless to say, several things happened after the few short seconds in the tent:

1. Fitz walked out of said tent. Disappointed and angry.

2. The crowd of people shut up when I walked out.

3. Silence.

4. I smirked.

5. An uproar emerged, and I was thrown about thirty different condoms to hail my manly-ness.

6. I picked up a condom and stuffed it in my pocket as a souvenir and my smirk widened.

7. Mr. Simpson broke it up and told everyone to clean up the mess.

8. My reputation had changed from sharpie-loving-emo kid, to some kind of sex beast king.

9. I was smug.

I walked over to Adam, recieving several pats on the back from guys I didn't even know. The crowd started to evaporate and I fixed my hat on my head as I finally reached him. Adam was just laughing at me in disbelief, "Dude, that was way too much information!"

"Well that's what happens when you judge a book by its cover, young grasshopper," I chuckled. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go find milady," I pat his back and walked to the tent where I saw Clare go in.

I stopped just outside the tent when I heard voices inside. As quickly as I heard the voices, a ringing pierced them just as fast. I heard shuffling, and then Alli opened the tarp, coming face-to-face with me. I guess she expected that it was me because she smiled and nudged her head to the tent. I felt my cheeks turn red- what has Clare told her? I wanted to know! But apparently it was good, because I had gotten the best friend's approval to proceed. I smiled softly, took a deep breath, and walked in.

My heart stopped when my eyes laid on the tempting seductress in the dim lighting sitting at the table, her long eye lashes brushing her cheeks as she shuffled the cards. I could just picture her looking up, her lips pouting, just begging me to- STOP IT! She's better than that. I would never force her into something like that. With that thought, I smirked and turned on the charm full force. I would make her fall in love with me, she would be helpless. As I walked towards her, the static electricity between us crackled and pulled me towards her. Just as I sat down, she looked up and blushed when she saw me. Oh yes, I made sure to smoulder and draw her in. When she eyed me up and down and didn't say a word, I cleared my throat. Her cheeks turned crimson and she immediatley looked back to her cards. I chuckled as I placed my arm on the table, needing to get closer to her somehow.

"Right, um, sorry. Shall we begin?" she asked, her voice soft and seductive- at least to me.

I leaned back and nodded, my eyes never leaving hers. She was so beautiful, almost too good to be true. If she felt anything for me at all, if she felt this- the static- then I would truly be the luckiest man alive.

I watched as she drew the first card from the stack: LOVERS.

She looked up, watching my reaction. I made sure she was watching; I raised my eyebrows suggestively and smirked wickedly. She turned pink again and smiled shyly, getting back into character. I couldn't look away from her, my fingers on the table twitched to touch her hand. I wanted her in every way possible...

My thoughts were interrupted grimly when I saw the next card she pulled out: DEATH.

I felt the air go thick with tension as I stared down at my jeans and tightened my fists. Images of Julia, of guilt, of blood raced through my head. I remembered how dangerous this situation was, for both of us. I was a monster, and she was a baby lamb. I flicked my eyes up to hers quickly, making her gasp. We stared at each other, wondering what the other would do. I didn't want to say anything. It'll scare her away...

"High in the sky, the song that I'm singing

A sweet little lie, I cry wolf, cry

Rabbit in the hat, so that's why I'm bringing

Some tricks up my sleeve, for noticing me

I wouldn't cause you any harm, I just want you in my arms

I can't help, I can't help myself"

She let out a sob and quickly stood up and walked to the other side of the tent, her back towards me. I could hear her small whimpers of anguish and her shoulders shake softly. My heart softened. Did she really care so much? Over something that might not have been true? I had to make this better. I knew that this was the right moment to approach her. I stood up and walked up behind her quietly. I felt her stiffen when she felt me behind her, but she didn't move. Positive sign. I dropped my head to her neck and I took in her scent. I always knew she smelled good, but as I got close to her nectar, her smell intoxicated me and made me light-headed. I felt her shudder against my chest.

"Clare," I breathed against her neck. She responded with a gasp.

"Will you tell me what this means?" I whispered. I tempted myself and ghosted my hands above her arms and moving down, feeling the heat from her body burn my hands.

"The death card can signal a death in the right circumstances," she said quietly, feat in her voice.

"It can also mean a transformation, passage, or change," I breathed, allowing my lips to brush against her smooth skin. She was so soft...I heard her gasp. "Remember that when there is darkness, there is a sunrise as well."

I felt her fear start to melt away and I got the courage to entertwine my hands with her soft ones. They fit so perfectly with mine.

"The lovers card is a sign of love. It is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power," she stated. I couldn't take this anymore.

"It implies fiinding someone who is so much a part of yourself-," I pulled her hand and turned her towards me. She was so close to me now, her sweet breath hitting my face. My eyes shot down to her pink lips and back to her eyes. "-so perfectly attuned to you and you to them..." she whimpered, and I couldn't help but lean closer to her.

"...that you cannot dare to resist," I breathed huskily.

When I looked at her, I saw everything. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. She wants me to love her, the way she deserved to be loved. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I let my hands leave hers and caress her hips, wanting to touch more of her. I had visualized this moment in my dreams so much, but I never expected the whirl of emotions that would go through me as we stared at each other. Did she want to? Would I cross the line if I-? She tilted her face up to mine, her eyelids fluttering gently, giving me permission to keep going.

My breath hitched as she started to close her eyes. The force between us was too strong now. I could not deny it. I closed my eyes, inhaled sharply, and and pressed my lips to hers slowly.

"Baby, there's a shark in the water

There's something underneath my bed

Oh, please believe I said

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

Better be soon"

The moment I felt her lips move slowly against mine, all thoughts left my head and I let my instincts take over. I slowly tested the waters, before I took a deep breath and moved in for more. The way she kissed me was so addicting, and I devoured her lips in earnest now. I wanted to kiss her until I couldn't breathe anymore. Her arms came around my neck and pulled me closer, which excited me. Just knowing that Clare wanted me closer made me over-excited. I tightened my hold on her hips to bring her closer to me, licking her lips desperatley. She gasped, and I let my tongue lick the inside of her mouth. When she started to play with my tongue with hers, I was lost. I dwelled my tongue as deep as I could and dragged my hands up to cup her face in my hands, small moans escaping her throat.

She raked her fingers up my hair and threw my hat to the ground. I smirked at her playfullness and continued kissing her. I let my hands sprawl over her lower back and pull her flush to my aching body. I grunted softly, she whimpered. Then, she did something I never would have expected: she thrust her hips towards mine. Hard. I gasped at the pleasure that shot up my body and I released her lips, needing to catch my breath before I completely lost the little control I had left. I felt my lower body ache with a burning need. The condom burned in my pocket, becoming very tempting at the moment. Clare sucked my lower lip in between hers and my breath became labored. Only Clare could make me want to surrender all inhibitions and let her have her way with me. I was so turned on right now, it wasn't even funny.

Briiiiiiiiiing! Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

We immediatley separated from each other to find the source, but I groaned at the cool air that blew in between us. I wouldn't have that, so I tightened my grip and brought her warmth back to me. Ahh, much better. She tried to move to the alarm, but I didn't let her. She looked at me in surprise, and I turned on the charm.

"Eli, I have to turn it off," she scolded with a small giggle.

Her voice was still raw from the kiss, it was really sexy. I didn't want to sound like it affected me too much, so I didn't speak. So I feigned a look of thought and then shook my head with a crooked smile. She blushed, and I felt so dominant! She can't deny me either. That was, of course, until she lifted her face to mine and started to breathe deeply against my lips. My heart pounded as I felt her moist lips brushing against mine, her breathing the only thing I could hear and wanted to hear. Electricity shot through my spine and I froze at the sensation.

"Please, Eli?" she breathed, almost like a moan.

I felt my pants tighten immensley and I gasped. She quickly pushed her hands on my chest and was released. She giggled at me and went to go turn off the timer. I stood there, my heart and stomach weak, my muscles tense, my skin feverish, thinking that space between us could not work. I can't seperate, it was like I was going through withdrawl of something. I stared at her back as she twisted and turned the clock. My eyes saddened. I only got a small taste of her lips and I was already going to beg like a madman for more. I couldn't bring her into this, not when my emotions were on a rampage inside me. If she gave me her heart, I wouldn't be able to let it go. When I was without her, I sometimes felt like the shell of the man that I used to be; but when I was with her, I felt alive again. I was breathing heavily and my fingers were twitched to touch her. I stuffed them in my pockets and looked at the floor. I made a decision. I would have to cut my ties with her now before it was too late. I had to restrain myself and let her go, for both of our sakes.

"Eli?" she asked hesitantly, taking a step towards me.

Here we go. I took in a shaky breath and then looked up at her beautiful face. "You know, your prediction was right, Clare," I started almost hesitantly.

She looked confused, and I hated that I was going to have to hammer the nails into my own coffin.

"I'm not sure if...if you want to get into this. Into me. My past hasn't been easy and I don't want you to have to deal with all my issues. You...don't deserve me, Clare. You deserve someone who can give you everything and more...I can't give you that" I whispered, the words squeezing my heart painfully as I said them. I didn't want this...not anymore.

"Yeah okay, I get it. I'm not that girl- wow. Um...I'm sorry I assumed...don't worry, you can just go and we can go back to normal tomorrow," she replied, her voice faltering as I heard the tears drop down her cheeks.

"What are you talking about, Clare?" I asked, confused. Did she think that-?

"The lovers card, it wasn't me. And I'm sorry I made you feel like you had to...well, you know. But you don't have to make excuses, I know you just want to be friends, Eli," she replied, a little louder this time. She crossed her arms and refused to look at me.

My eyes widened. That foolish girl, how could she think that someone as pure as her could be at fault? I walked over to her. "Don't think, for a second, that all I feel for you is friendship. I can't go back, not anymore," I told her.

More tears ran down her cheeks. "Then what are you talking about? You just said that you regret kissing me and that I couldn't be wi-"

That was it. I took her face in my hands and kissed her with as much emotion as I could, desperatley pulling her to me. My hands were wet and the air in my lungs was starting to run out, but I didn't care. I moved my lips urgently, making her understand. I let go, with much restraint, and rested my forehead on hers.

"I like you more than I should, Clare. I like you so much, it scares me," I said breathlessly. "But I'm so messed up, I don't want you to have to deal with my problems; I don't think you understand. I am a selfish creature, Clare. I want you. I want all of you. I want your heart, your mind, your soul, your body. I want to possess you and erase your memory of any other guy until all you see and feel is me. I'm trying to do the right thing and let you go, for your own good," my voice broke and I felt like such an idiot.

I was pushing her to me. Then I realized, that I didn't care anymore. I needed her. I felt more tears run down her cheeks, and I was pained that I was the reason for her sadness.

"I'm sorry if this is over-whelming to you; after all, I have become exceptional at controlling my emotions around you. But in reality, I have never felt so out of control. You have bewitched me, body and soul, Clare Edwards," I confessed, my arms falling loosely on my sides.

She was going to hate me, run away from me. I already knew it was the end, when I felt her place her hands on my chest. I looked up in awe as I stared into her gentle eyes. She was still here?

"I want you, Eli. These feelings scare me, too, but I know that you can't abandon me now. I don't care about your past or what you've done, all I know is that you make me feel things I never thought was possible. So do you want me, Eli Goldsworthy?" she asked seductively.

Was this really happening?

"Right is right

I'm just winding you up, oh

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

Please don't make too much of it

It ain't that serious

Rules are rules

This is more like April fool"

"Then take me," she whispered, completely certain of her choice..

I felt my inner caveman emerge as I heard her say that she wanted me to take her.

"You've said some very dangerous words, Miss Edwards. Do you have any idea what you just asked, hmm?" I asked, not recognizing the darkness in my voice.

Her neck flushed pink and I could hear as she swallowed audibly. She nodded meekly, her eyes clouding and darkening. I chuckled and traced her curves with my fingers. I tilted my head down until our noses were touching, and I could feel her intoxicating me again.

"I've wanted this for so long. Ever since I killed your glasses outside of school, I just wanted you near me all the time. When I'm around you, all I can think about is getting you to kiss me. But I want you to know that if you want me to continue, this is more than a one time thing. If I have you, I can't, I won't will myself to let you go...Once I start, I don't think I'll be able to stop, Clare," I confessed, my desire threatening to overcome me.

"Then don't stop. Please, don't stop, Eli," she begged, and I couldn't resist.

That was all I needed. I touched whatever I could as I let myself kiss her roughly, passionatley. My hands moved from her hips, to her waist, to her back, to her stomach. Her small moans only fueled the fire burning inside of me. I moved my hands up and cupped her breasts in my hands, making sure she was okay with it. She gasped and threw her head back. I shuddered and moved my lips to her neck as I squeezed and groped at her soft breasts. They were perfect, not too big or too small- they fit in my large hands warmly.

I felt her hands go under my blazer and dragged it down arms. I removed my hands from her body and threw it carelessly to the ground, my lips not leaving her neck. I brought her to me again and my breath shallowed quickly. I bit her shoulder and collarbone gently, not able to get enough of the delicious flavor of her skin. My hands went under her shirt unconciously and I heard her moan a little louder. I moved my hands over her smooth skin, creating friction, and I could only think of what it would be like to feel my naked body to her soft, feminine one. I tilted her back towards the table and thrust my hips to hers, my mind out of control with the pleasure that raced through my spine. She moaned as I moved my hips against hers softly, shamlessly. I needed a release, and soon.

I lifted my head from her collarbone and searched her eyes frantically. Her lips were parted and was breathing just as hard as I was. Her bangs were pressed to her forehead as beads of swet started to form. I knew I probably looked the same. I found the answer in her eyes, and I slowly lifted her shirt from her body. I felt my throat turn dry and my muscles shudder as I looked at her perfect body covered in pink lace. My pants tightened even more, if possible, and begged me to go faster. But I didn't, I needed to take my time with her. I sighed as I kissed the top of her breasts, using my arms to lean her back again.

Suddenly, I felt her hands go under my shirt and I froze. My muscles tightened deliciously as her warm hands tingled against my cool body. I wanted to feel her everywhere. She started to lift it, her hands dragging up my torso. I let out a shuddered breath when she got up to my chest. I immediatley moved to take it off, my patience wearing thin. I wanted to get back to her, but she stopped me. I pouted desperatley, but she only giggled. I took in a deep breath and realed myself in to let her gaze at me. In turn, I looked her up and down heatedly.

When I felt her lips press against my chest, I closed my eyes and just let myself feel. Her moist lips brushed along my torso, licking me every so often. My heart thumped loudly and I moaned almost inaudibly, tangling my fingers in her hair. She got down to my abs, and started to lick my skin a little more confident, but I couldn't take it anymore. I drew her up and kissed her deeply, my hands moving over her back until they reached the knot of her skit. I tugged gently until it finally released and her long legs were revealed to me. I moved my hands to the back of her thighs and lifted her up to the table in front of me, her arms moving around my neck. She gasped as I opened them gently and neslted myself between them.

Then she wrapped her legs around my hips and we groaned into each other's lips in unison. Dear god, it felt so damn good to be pressed together like this, our torsos squished and our hips pressed together. When she whimpered and moved her hips towards mine, I impatiently moved to remove her bra.

She let me have my way with her, my tongue licking and sucking at her collarbone, her breasts, her stomach, lower... my mind was numb and I could feel nothing but Clare, hear nothing but Clare. I wanted to drown in her. Her soft body nulled any of my past frustrations and pains, her hands on my body made me breathless and hot all over.

"Baby, there's a shark in the water

There's something underneath my bed

Oh, please believe I said

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

You better get here soon"

I let her undress me, my the liquid heat in my stomach burning when she unbuttoned my tight jeans. Now the only thing between us was my crimson boxer briefs and her lacy panties, which I found unbearably sexy. We stared into each other's eyes and panted against our lips as we grinded into each other hotly. With much force, I willed myself to seperate from her and reach into the pocket of my forgotten jeans. I came back with the condom I had picked up and immediatley felt nervous about the explanation. I didn't really want her to think I was some kind of man whore, with the whole sex beast king incident...

"I swear I didn't plan this...I promise to explain later?" I asked, hoping she would let it slide for now.

I smiled when she nodded, glad that she wanted me just as much as I did her. Our breaths matched as Clare lowered my briefs and looked up into my eyes. I panted softly as I gripped her hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the table to close that last bit of space between us, our skin tightly pressed together. We gasped, and moaned loudly in unison at the new contact. I felt my self so close to her entrance, her slick wetness sliding heatedly against me. I couldn't take it anymore! She had the same idea in mind, she grabbed the foil on the table and tried to rip it open, but she was shaking so much that she couldn't. I grabbed it from her gently and ripped it with my teeth, making sure to smirk at her in the process. She licked her lips in response. I moved back a bit to put the condom on and then returned to press my chest firmly with hers and her thighs wrapped around my hips again.

"Please tell me if I'm hurting you, Clare," I rasped, my control holding on my a thread. She nodded, trust in her eyes.

I positioned myself, and slowly let the tip enter her. She gasped as I pushed in a little more. I felt her maidenhead and allowed her to use my shoulders for support. Then, I plunged all the way inside. I groaned loudly as the pleasure shot up my groin and to my whole body. Oh god, she was so tight and wet, her muscles clenching around me like a vice grip. I panted and tried to shut my mind from the pleasure to keep me from losing control. I heard her groan in pain and I felt the tears stream down her face. I tried to ignore the intense pleasure and made work of kissing away her tears and whispering words of apology into her ear. I waited patiently for her, my muscles tightening to fight from thrusting against her. Once she felt no more pain, she dug her hand in my hair and kissed my shoulder lightly. I smiled and took this as the okay to continue. I slowly pulled out, and then back in. She gasped and I grunted, my arms wrapping around her hips to bring her closer and my head near hers.

My hands moved to grip her hips to rock her against me, making sure my tempo wasn't too fast. She moaned loudly and threw her head back in pleasure. The way her body glistened with sweat and her face twisted in pleasure turned me on even more, and I moved a little faster. She started to thrust her hips with me and we both groaned at the new sensations it brought us. She arched her back sharply and moaned my name loudly.

"Please, faster Eli," she panted as she rocked her hips harder for emphasis.

That was it. My control snapped! I pounded my hips furiously again and again and adrenaline shot up my veins intensley. She chanted my name in between pants, her slick body moving against mine deliciously. I grunted animalistically and clung desperatley to her, her hands raking down my back in pleasure. My hand slid down the back of her thigh and lifted it higher to get her closer, panting against her throat harshly. I pounded against her faster and rougher, the table threatening to crash down on us. My grip on her tightened as my teeth bit into her shoulder lightly. My muscles were shaking as I felt myself drown in my need for her. All those months of controlled emotions and desires were exploding around me and started to bring me closer to my end. We moved on primal instinct now, not caring about the world around us. She let out several high pitched moans before her muscles clenched around me unbearably.

"ELI!" she screamed, the booming music in the background swallowing our cries.

"CLARE!" I groaned out as I exploded and threw my head back in pleasure, my thrusts becoming eratic until I stopped entirely.

We slumped against each other as we panted harsly. With the strength that I had left, I picked her up and placed her on the ground with me, laying down and wrapping my arms around her warm body. I kissed her face sweetly, completely awash with the pleasure of her company and her mutual love. We lay there, listening to the booming music and our breathing as it returned to normal.

"Thank you, Eli," she whispered, tracing my arm that was on her waist.

"No, thank you. I'm sorry if I hurt you," I rasped, tracing the small red bite on her shoulder.

"You didn't hurt me, and plus it was the first time. Next time won't be so bad," she replied, closing her eyes at my ministrations.

I kissed her gently and then stared at her, my feelings bubbling to my lips. "I think I love you..." I breathed.

Her eyes started to water. "I think I love you, too," she smiled.

We both laughed lightly and hugged each other, enjoying the afterglow.

"Baby, there's a shark in the water

Baby, there's a shark in the water

I caught them barking at the moon

Better be soon

Baby, there's a shark in the water"

It was midnight now, and everyone was already leaving. Clare and I walked out of the tent, my arm around her shoulders and her arm around my waist beneath my jacket. Our fingers itched to feel skin again, the heat between us still burning even after what happened.

"Hey Eli?"

"Hmm?"

"So...how did you get the condom again?"

"Oh, right...um...well, you see-"

"HEY EVERYONE! THE SEX BEAST KING'S LEGACY CONTINUES, DAMN!"

Ugh, really? Stupid football jocks...

"Sex beast king?" Clare giggled.

"Yes, milady?"

"Oh wow! What happened tonight?"

"Mm...perhaps you would like a repeat?"

Smirk.

"You're so gross, Eli!"

"You're so sweet, Clare!"

"Wow, talk about being cocky!"

"...Repeat?"

"Yes, please."

End.

Whew! There we go! Even if it was the same story, I thought it would be a very interesting chapter to write. So I'm still in debate with continuing or just making more one-shots...I'll let you know soon. But for now, send me love? :) I love feedback, it gives me motivation!

WAZAM