Disclaimer: I own my laptop, my car, my blackberry, and my dad left his business to me, but, unfortunately, my dad's business was NOT Degrassi. What a Tragedy.

[Summary: Clare stopped, mid crash, staring blankly at her lover. She wondered if what she thought she heard is really what he said. Did he really just scream her name instead? ]

A/N: My very first full on smut fic... Written solely to see if Erin has as good of aim as me. This will be a two shot. Also, thanks to Kaytea for putting me in the oddest mood to write this. Everyone, get your bricks ready...

Confusion at its Worst

Clare felt arms wrap around her waist as she grabbed her books in her locker for her English class. "Wanna come over tonight? We could watch a movie of your choice!" His voice whispered into her ear. "We both know that movie won't happen, Eli." Clare smiled, knowing she was right. "Are you in?" Clare sighed as she slammed her locker shut, "Do I have to?" she sarcastically whined.

"Well, actually, Clare, you do." Her blue eyes glared him down, "Won't your parents be home?" The five foot six boy let out a chuckle, "That never stopped us before."

-TWO HOURS LATER-

Clare worked the buttons on Eli's red uniform shirt, as he pressed her against the wall hungrily kissing at her neck. He pulled his mouth away long enough to pull Clare's purple polo shirt over head, quickly returning his lip back to her flesh, exploring the newly exposed. Her tiny hands pulled the shirt over his head, eying his firm abs. He latched his hands behind her knees, pulling her up to his waist, her ankles locking behind him. Her body was launched onto the soft bed, his hovering over. His fingers worked the zipper on the school uniform skirt, slowly working it down. Clare moaned in anticipation, pulling the skirt down herself, along with her panties. She began to work on Eli's belt while his mouth latched onto her right nipple.

Eli grabbed her hand, stopping her from undoing the belt. "I'll let you know what that's acceptable!" He smirked while lowering his body. His lips left a chaste of kisses from her breasts to pussy. She let out a small moan while his thumb made tiny circles around her clit and his middle finger slowly made his way into her tight hole. "Clare, you seem to get tighter and tighter every time we fuck."

His tongue flicked at her clit as he added two more fingers, pushing into her g spot. "Ohh E-Eli!" The sound of his name leaving her lips turned him on, making his already hard cock harder. "Scream my name Clare. My parent's don't care!" He thrust his fingers harder inside her.

"E-El-Ellii" Her voice was loud, echoing around the now-clean room. Her back arched as her walls tightened around his three fingers. "That's it Clare Bear, don't hold back." When he slowly pulled his fingers from her, she let out a small whimper. His hand worked their way to her ass, groping it, lightly, but violently, as his tongue entered her. Whines, moans and whimpers left her pink lips as his tongue paced from fast to slow, pushing into her tight body. As her liquids began to flow from her, Eli sucked the up. "Hmm, Clare, you always taste so, amazing." His crawled back up to her face, kissing both cheeks, her nose, forehead, eyelids and lastly, her lips. He crawled off her, laying beside her pale body. His green eyes motioned toward his lower half, going back into making contact with her blue.

Clare's hands made their way to his belt, never loosing contact with his eyes. Finally, moving agonizingly slow, she undid the button and zipper to his khaki pants. She pulled the fabric down slowly, a smirk played on her face, her eyes glazed over with lust. The pants and boxers now on the floor, her small hand was placed at the base of Eli's cock, slowly moving up and down.

Eli threw his head back, letting out a loud moan, almost as loud as her screams. She averted her eyes towards to head of the cock, biting her bottom lip as traces of pre come started to spill out. "Yumm," Her eyes widened as Eli looked down to her, as she brought her tongue to fluids and lapped them up, her hand still moving at a slow, steady pace. A quiet moan came from Eli's throat as Clare's lips enclosed around the erect shaft. Her hand continued to the same rhythm as her head. Clare flinched when Eli's hand moved to the back of her head, pushing himself deeper into her throat. As her mvoements quickened, her hand let go of the cock, leaving her mouth do do all the work. "Oh Clare, Oh my God." Her mouth turned up into a slight smirk, not stopping.

His legs started to shake, signalling he was getting close. She sucked a little harder, placing her tongue in his slit. "Ohh, Clare, I forgot how good you were at this." Eli's voice slightly echoed from wall to wall of the small room. Under Clare's control, Eli's body fell loose below, releasing his excitement within her mouth. She pulled away once she knew he was finished, swallowing the fluids that filled her.

"You are so amazing." Eli pushed Clare onto the top, crawling upon her. His hands made way to her legs, pushing them apart, lowering his lower half between them. He grabbed the condom off the nightstand, tearing the wrapper open with his teeth. As he slide the rubber on, he took the opportunity to kiss Clare with as much passion as he was going to show her with the love making that was about to happen.

"Hn, Eli, fuck me." Clare moaned at Eli pushed his over erect cock into her pussy. He started off slow, letting her body get used to the unusual object corrupting her. As his movements sped up, Clare's nails dug deeper into his back. "Ahh, Eli, d-deeeper-r." Her screams were beautiful music to his ears. Doing what she'd ask, Eli pulled his errection out, leaving only the tip inside the beautiful girl, thrusting into her deeply, repeating this action until she'd had enough.

Clare soon flipped Eli over, grinding her hips over his, earning small moans from his throat. The small noise wasn't enough to keep her going. Her body rose and fell, crashing on his, giving them both the plessure they longed for. "Yell for me, Elijah." She stated breathly, her body crashing faster and harder.

"Oh Julia. You're so good at what you do to me."

Clare stopped, mid crash, staring blankly at her lover. She wondered if what she thought she heard is really what he said. Did he really just scream her name instead?

(Chapter one end)

-Dodges cement blocks-

Im sorry it sucked. I can't help it! And just so you know, I have a little bit of an obsession with hurting Clare.. At least her feelings. Chapter 2 will be just as lemony. Is that a word; lemony? Anyways, please review!