Fake Reflection

"Mind telling me why Jimmy is erasing the security video for the court house." Matt asked as soon as the girls walked in the door. The girls grinned and giggled, "I had to break her in properly," Tammy said, hooking her arm with Jena, "Besides that old building needed a makeover." Tammy said, sharing a smile, and giggle with Jena. Brian couldn't help but smile. He found her adorable, but she was his wife, not Matt's. "You think this is a fucking joke!?" Matt snapped, and the girls grins disappeared. "You're going to get arrested one day!" Tammy rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest, "You mean like you guys have so many times before?" she asked with a little sass in her voice. Matt clinched his fist at his sides, trying to keep his cool, "That's different." he said low. "How?" she asked taking a step closer to him. Brian looked at her shaking his head, silently telling her not to push him, but it was too late.

"We're prepared for that! You spring this on at the last minute, so everyone is rushing around to bail your ass out! You're going to bring unwanted attention here, and I won't fucking tolerate it anymore!" Matt was red in the face as he continued to put her in her place, "How many fucking times have you been told to stay out of trouble! You're not only risking yourself, but everyone with you! That's unwanted attention to Papa Roach, to Slipknot! Do you not fucking think! Why is it so hard to just fucking listen!"

Tammy stood there, staring at the floor, feeling about two inches tall. Matt's never went off on her like this, and she didn't know what to say, or how to react. She almost wanted to cry. Did he really expect her not to cause some trouble after everyone hyped it up? "No more girls night! If you can't stay out of trouble then I'm just going to have to end them." Kimmie narrowed her eyes, and put her hands on her hips. She wasn't liking this, and had enough. "What the fuck, Matt," she snapped getting in between the two, "You act like everything is her fault. We all participated, not a single one of us tried to talk her out of it, and we had a great fucking time. I'm not going to stand here, and let you yell at her for just trying to have some fun." Matt took a step back, and ran two frustrated hands down his face. He turned, and walked strait up the stairs. He needed to cool off, because he didn't really want to get into it with Jena.

Tammy kept her smile back until Matt disappeared upstairs. "You didn't have to do that." she said when Jena turned to look at her. "And he didn't have to yell at you like that." Kimmie said. "You guys have to see where he's coming from," Brian finally spoke up, "If you get arrested before we know anything about it, and they find out who you are, it'll just give them a reason to swarm us before we're prepared." he explained. Tammy frowned, looking at the floor, and Brian sighed, walking over to her. He didn't like watching Matt go off on her, but she pushed him, and when it comes to the gang, well Matt is in charge. Brian wrapped his arms around her, and she rested the side of her head on his chest, "I know you're trying to make up for lost time, but you have to mellow it down." he told her softly. "Okay." she sighed out.

Kimmie slipped away, upstairs while the two were occupied with each other. She had a pissed off boyfriend to calm down. She quietly opened the bedroom door, and walked in. Matt was laying on the bed, fully clothed with an arm resting over his eyes. Kimmie closed the door behind her, and walked over to the bed. He didn't acknowledge her, but knew she was there. Kimmie smirked to herself, and slid onto his lap. Matt remained still, trying to ignore the fact that she was straddling his lap right now. She slipped her hands under his shirt, and glided her nails across his stomach just above the waist line. She felt his dick twitch beneath her as she moved her hands up, and Matt quickly pushed them away with his other hand. "I'm not in the mood." he grumbled low.

It was probably the alcohol fueling her, but Kimmie wasn't going to give up that easily. She picked up the hem of his shirt between two fingers, and slowly lifted it, leaning forward to trail kisses along his stomach. She could feel him growing and twitching beneath her, and smirked as she continued to kiss along his abs. "I think someone disagrees." she said, rocking herself against him. Matt continued to fight the growing need. He was still mad that she stepped in. He gripped her hips to move her off of him, but stopped as soon as his honey orbs met her crystal blues. "You shouldn't have stepped in." he told her, his grip tightening a little as he took in just how hot she looked, sitting there, staring down at him. This is exactly why he avoided looking at her right away. He wanted to be mad, but she always made that wash away.

Kimmie pushed his shirt up, exposing only his stomach as she started gliding her nails up and down it. "I'm sorry." she said giving him her best puppy eyes, and she was. It was just for a moment there where it looked like he was scolding a little girl. It was obvious he never yelled at her like that. She's never seen Tammy look so intimidated, and she just couldn't help but step in. Besides, she would have been disappointed if they hadn't gotten into trouble with the way everyone talked. Matt sighed, and let his thumbs graze over the exposed skin between her jeans and top. "Please don't do it again." he said, all signs of anger gone.

Kimmie felt goosebumps rise as he softly touched her, "Only if you apologize for being an ass." she said, leaning down to kiss up his torso, pushing his shirt up further as she went. Matt let out a staggered breath, feeling his skin heat up with each touch of her lips. "Okay." he let out almost at a whisper. Kimmie smirked, placing one last kiss on his neck before taking his lips. Matt wrapped his arms around her waist, and quickly took control, flipping them over as their tongues danced. Matt sat up on his knees, breathing heavy, and pulled his shirt off the rest of the way. He reached down, and grabbed Jena's shirt, ripping it down the front. "That was new." Kimmie said, even though she really didn't care. It only turned her on more. "I'll buy you another." he said tossing the garment to the floor.

Matt undid her jeans, and yanked them down with such haste, her panties went with them. Okay, so maybe he still had some aggression to get out. Kimmie smirked and cocked a brow, "In a hurry?" she asked propping herself up on her elbows, watching him remove his pants and boxers. Matt let his own smile finally appear. He gripped her wrists, and pinned them above her head, making her lay back down. "I'm not just going to let you get away with interfering," he told her as he started to kiss, and nibble at the flesh of her collar, and neck. He propped himself up a little, and looked her over with lustful eyes, and a cocky smirk before leaning close to her ear. "Bad girls need to learn their lesson."

Kimmie shivered at his deep whisper, "Oh God!" she half moaned, half yelled when he slammed into her. Matt gave her no time to adjust, thrusting hard and fast. Kimmie arched her back, not being able to control the load moans that escaped her as she tried gripping the sheets, but couldn't with her hands pinned. Matt claimed her lips in a hard, hungry kiss, not asking as he forced his tongue in, dominating the kiss. She tried to get her hands free from his grip, but it was proving useless. She just wanted to wrap herself around him while he slammed into her.

Kimmie could feel her climax build almost to the point of explosion. Matt could feel her tighten around him, "You getting close, baby?" he asked a playful smirk on his face. "Y-yes." she moaned out. He released her wrists, and sat up on his knees, making his pace slow and antagonizing. Kimmie's eyes snapped open, and she looked at him, smirking down at her. "What the fuck?" she asked, breathing heavy. Matt just kept his pace slow, the smirk still present. "Oh I'm sorry, were you about to cum?" he asked, cocky. She narrowed her eyes at him, "You're an ass." she told him, and he chuckled. "What did I say?" he asked cocking a brow. "Maaatt." she whined, giving him a pout, but only receiving another chuckle.

Matt continued with his slow and steady pace, "We're not going to do that again, are we?" he asked teasingly, the whole time fighting the strong urge to just pound into her. Kimmie huffed and crossed her arms. "No." she mumbled, avoiding eye contact. Matt cocked a brow, and gave her one hard thrust causing her to moan, "What was that?" he asked still smirking. Kimmie glared at him, "No." she told him kind of irritated. His smirk turned into a smile, and he moved her arms away from her chest. He slid his hands up her stomach, and cupped her breast, pinching both nipples earning another moan. He leaned down, ghosting his lips over hers, "Good girl." he whispered.

Kimmie had enough of this. She connected their lips, and placed her hands on the front of his shoulders, and flipped them over. She pushed herself up, and started to move up and down, getting faster as she gained her rhythm. Matt didn't protest much, instead rested his hands behind his head as he watched this beauty bounce on his cock, bringing them both, closer and closer to the edge. He gripped her hips when he felt her start to clench around him again, assisting her movements as he too was close to exploding. Kimmie grabbed Matt's forearms, letting him take over as he slammed her down on him with each of his thrusts up.

Kimmie couldn't hold it in any longer, and she let go, screaming his name as she came hard. Matt felt her walls clamp around him, and gave her a few more sloppy thrusts before releasing with his own low, throaty, moan. Kimmie collapsed on him, nestling her face into his neck as they tried to catch their breath. Matt wrapped his arms around her, and rolled them over to their sides before slipping out of her. Kimmie placed a kiss on his chest before pulling back a little to look at him. "I really am sorry." she told him. "Don't worry about it," he said, placing a kiss on her forehead, "I was kind of hard on her." he admitted.

He knew she was just trying to have fun, and live an excited life instead of the one she's been forced to live. He just wished she would tone it down a little. Matt felt bad for snapping on her like that, but he just lost his temper when she started getting sassy with him. "I'll apologize tomorrow." he assured Jena. Kimmie smiled, and kissed him. "Thank you." she whispered, feeling better about how the night ended. She snuggled into him as he pulled the blankets over their naked bodies, and whispered good night. Matt head her close, a smile on his face as he drifted asleep, and for the first time in a long time completely happy with his life.

Meanwhile in LA......

Notes

This chapter took longer than planned because it wasn't
The next chapter was originally planned for this spot, but I seized an opportunity for some last minute Kimmie/Shadows time before everything......you know ;)