Writer's Block -- written by Brittany

Amy stepped out into the cool night air and shivered as she looked around the backyard.

A quiet splash made her jump, and she turned her focus to the inground pool.

"Joe?" she asked, walking over and looking down into the water.

He smiled at her and waved with his pruny hand.

"What are you doing? It's one in the morning," Amy said, sitting on the edge of the pool, letting her feet slide into the water.

"Warm, huh?" Joe asked, smiling.

"Yeah," Amy said, looking at the water in surprise.

"I bumped the temperature up; don't tell my dad," he chuckled.

"I thought you guys were still recording," Amy said, moving her feet slowly.

Joe sighed and floated on his back for a moment, his fingers trailing across the water.

"Well?" she asked, looking to the dark house.

Joe leaned up, now treading water.

"We have writer's block," he said with a sigh.

"Seriously? Oh, that sucks," she said, giving him a frown.

"Tell me about it."

Joe went under the water, coming up a few seconds later.

"It gets cold if you're out of the water for too long," he said with a shrug.

"I haven't been in since I got here," Amy said, looking at the clear water.

"I'm sorry. I know this was the only time you could visit, I just didn't realize how busy we would be while you were here," Joe said apologetically.

"It's fine. Your mom has been great at distracting me."

Joe nodded, spitting some water out and looking at her.

"Come in?" he asked.

"Um, I don't know," Amy said, glancing at the house.

"They're asleep, I promise. I won't splash you or anything," Joe said, giving her the scout sign.

Amy stood up and walked over to the breaker, opening the box.

"What are you doing?" Joe asked curiously.

Smiling when the lights in the pool grew dim enough to where they wouldn't be seen if someone looked out the window, Amy turned back around and walked over to the pool.

"Look at you go," Joe said, applauding her quietly.

"I have an idea," Amy said, walking along the edge of the pool.

"Yeah? Let's hear it," Joe said, swimming along with her strides.

"The more you think about having writer's block, the more you have it, right?" Amy asked, stopping near the ladder.

Joe nodded.

"You need to distract yourself," she said, her fingers on her pajama pants.

"Yeah?" Joe asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Mmhm," Amy said, sliding her pants down slowly, making Joe bite his lip.

"Distraction might work," he said, taking in her lower half.

"I think so, too," she said, slowly tugging her shirt over her head, revealing nothing but skin.

Joe swallowed and looked towards the house.

Stepping down the ladder in nothing but panties, Amy slipped into the water, going under to get her hair wet.

"We are in so much trouble if someone comes out here," Joe said once she was back above the water.

"I agree," Amy said, swimming over to him, her arms draping around his neck.

Joe took hold of her hips, wrapping her legs around his waist so he was supporting both their weights.

"So distraction, huh?" Joe asked quietly, his lips close to hers.

Amy nodded, taking hold of his bottom lip and sucking on it gently.

Joe slid his hands up and down her thighs, his fingers hooking around her panties and tugging on them.

Smiling, Amy dropped her legs and Joe slid them off of her, tossing them out of the pool.

Licking his already wet lips, Joe swam slowly to the wall of the pool closest to the house so they were even further out of view.

Amy's back against the wall, her legs back around Joe's waist, his lips gripped her skin, leaving marks down her neck and onto her chest. Sighing, Amy tightened her legs, pushing Joe's hips into hers. Moaning lightly when she felt his excitement, her hands fell to his swimming trunks, slipping inside. Joe let out a groan when he felt her hands on him, each twisting in the opposite direction teasingly. Grazing his teeth along her chest, he kissed as far down as he could before moving back to her lips, capturing them between his hard. Moving her hands slowly, Joe's hips grinded against her, signaling that he wanted more.

Breaking the kiss, Amy smiled, letting Joe free, and then yanked his trunks off, tossing them away, but still in the pool.

Joe's fingers trailed from her shoulders all the way down to her hips.

"You gonna distract me?" Joe breathed, slipping a finger into her.

Amy nodded, taking in a deep breath.

Adding another finger, Joe's tounge glided across her collarbone, his lips sucking the end of it.

"Oh, Joe," Amy moaned quietly.

Her hand moving back down into the water, Joe gasped when he felt her hand on him again.

"Shit," he grunted as she squeezed him hard. His thumb pushed against her, moving in slow circles. Whimpering, Amy pressed her lips back to his, her hand moving up and down quickly, making Joe's entire body jerk.

Swallowing, Joe teased her with his fingers until she was moaning frequently. Reaching down and taking her hand off of him as he felt himself getting close, he placed her hand on his lower back and then pushed her into the wall hard with his hips.

His hands moving to her lower back, Joe positioned himself before entering her slowly. Groaning at the slowness, Amy ground her hips against Joe's. Biting his lip once he was in her fully, he set a hand on the pool wall for support as he moved slowly.

"Ohhh," Amy moaned, her fingers digging into Joe's back.

The house full of family, this was the first time in awhile they had been alone for an extended period of time.

Circling his hips as he moved, Joe closed his eyes, feeling sweat beginning to form on his back despite the water all around him. Letting out a ragged moan, his lips found Amy's and he kissed her deeply. Their tounges battling each other, Amy wrapped her arms back around Joe's neck as they kissed. She moved her hips in the opposite direction of Joe's, making them both moan loudly at the new friction.

Breaking the kiss for air, Joe kissed her neck, his hips grinding into hers harshly. His free hand moved so it was on her lower back, and he pushed her against him with each thrust.

"Ahh," Joe groaned, his fingers gripping the pool wall as he moved.

Amy set her head onto the pool wall, her hands resting on Joe's upper back, every nerve ending in her body on fire.

"Faster," she breathed, her chest rising as her breathing became uneven.

"No," Joe replied, shaking his head.

"Joe, please. Please," Amy whimpered, her hips moving in odd circles.

Joe pulled out almost all of the way before slamming back into her, making Amy yelp.

"Did I hurt you?" Joe asked, his hips now rocking slowly as he looked at her.

Amy nodded, but smiled.

"Pleasureable pain, Joe. Now, damnit, stop moving so slow," Amy said, circling her hips hard.

Joe grunted at the sudden friction, but shook his head.

"I thought this was about me?" he asked, holding her hips still with his free hand.

Amy groaned, her hips desperately trying to move.

"Nevermind. I'm not asking. I'm telling," Joe said, rotating his hips teasingly, getting a low moan from Amy.

"O-Okay, it's about you. Do...ahh, do what you...you want," Amy breathed, licking her lips.

Joe smirked, slamming into her hard again, but keeping a hand behind her hips so it didn't hurt like last time.

Moving in a slow, steady rhythm, Joe felt Amy's fingers digging into his back.

"Joe, please, I'm so...so close," Amy whispered, moaning quietly.

With those words spoken, Joe stopped all movement and just kept his body still against her.

"Oh, no. Joe...shit," Amy said, biting her lip in frustration.

"Shh," Joe said, placing a finger on her lips.

The water slapping against their still bodies gently, Joe took in a deep breath and moved some of the hair off of Amy's face.

Breathing heavily and frustrated to all ends, Amy bit his hand sharply, but playfully.

Joe smiled, kissing her gently. Deepening the kiss, he felt her hips press against his slightly. Tensing herself around Joe on purpose, his body responded with a sharp thrust.

Letting out a moan, Joe circled his hips once again, still slowly.

Moaning in satisfaction, Amy closed her eyes, her lips parted as she breathed.

Moving his hand off the pool wall, Joe used both his hands to hold her hips still as he slid in and out of her at an alarmingly slow pace.

"Ohhhh Godddd," Amy moaned, her hands back on his upper back.

Joe moaned lowly, thrusting a little harder.

Her lower body tensing around him again, he grit his teeth.

Letting her hips go, Joe rested one back on the pool wall, the other behind her hips, keeping her tightly against him.

Setting his lips near her ear, he bit it gently, feeling her hips jerk at the touch.

"God, you feel good," Joe growled in her ear as he moved in her slowly.

"Oh, fu- Joe. Joe, please...ohh."

Kissing her hard, Joe dropped her hips and put his other hand on the wall as well. Keeping her legs around him tightly, Amy moaned as Joe pressed her into the wall with his hips. Thrusting harder and picking up his pace, they both moaned in sync.

"So good," Joe whispered, feeling himself begin to lose control.

Sucking on her neck hard, he felt her arch into him. Jerking his hips at an odd angle, Amy shrieked, making Joe groan loudly.

"Oh God," Joe moaned, pushing himself into her hard and fast.

Her nails scraping down his back, he felt her body begin to tense up.

"Oh, Joe. Jesus, Joe, please. Please make me c- ohhhh" Amy groaned, her body tensing completely, her hips hitting his frantically a few times before her body let go.

Feeling her trembling against him, her quieting moans echoing in his ear, Joe found himself slamming into her, moaning loudly as she whimpered from the force.

"Come on," Amy whispered, her hand tangling in Joe's wild, wet hair.

"I c-can't...you...oh my God, Amy," Joe moaned, his hips seeming to have a mind of their own.

"Harder, Joe," she said, her body suddenly reacting to him again.

"Jesus," he whimpered, his body refusing to release.

Moaning again, her hips rocked against him for the second time.

His hips slowed down, his body tired but still excited. Moaning quietly, he made small circles with his hips. His hands scraping the pool wall as they slid up and down the concrete in frustration, his hips jerked against her body again.

"Mmm," he moaned, closing his eyes as he felt her legs helping him push into her.

"Feel good?" Amy asked breathlessly, her body wanting more.

Joe nodded, thrusting slowly and fully.

Amy dug her heels into his hips, pushing him into her sharply.

"Shit," Joe groaned loudly.

Pushing him into her again, Joe's hips involuntarily began to grind against hers.

"Oh God," Joe breathed, thrusting into her harder.

"Mm, right there," Amy moaned.

Hips grinding in hard circles, Joe kissed Amy deeply, his hands quickly moving to her hips, pulling her against him roughly.

Whimpering into his mouth, Joe felt a familiar tingle beginning in his back. Groaning at the feeling, he quickened his pace, removing his lips from hers and breathing loudly by her ear.

"Ahhh," Joe groaned through gritted teeth.

Licking her lips, Amy felt herself begin to tense for the second time.

"Do it, Joe. Get what you want," Amy said, her hips rotating gently as her body took her through round two.

"Ohhh," Joe grunted, feeling her begin pulse against him again.

Slamming into her hard again, he moved slowly, his head dropping back as he moved.

"Shit. God, Amy," Joe said, feeling his body finally begin to tense.

"Oh, Joe," Amy said, her legs wrapped around him tightly.

Rocking his hips against hers a few more times, he finally lost control and rammed into her hard, repeatedly.

"God, yes. Yes, yes, ahhh!" Joe yelled, his body coming to a violent end as he pinned Amy against the pool wall.

Amy yelped as her body shook for the second time, her nails jammed into Joe's back.

Moving his hips slowly as he began to recover, Joe rested his forehead against Amy's.

Finally removing himself from her, he kept his hands on the pool wall and looked at her, smiling gently.

"Damn, you should get writer's block more often," Amy said dreamily, her body in awe of what just happened.

Joe chuckled and kissed her gently.

Swimming back to the edge of the pool and grabbing his trunk on the way, Joe slipped them on and then fetched Amy's clothes.

Dressing quickly, they looked around and smiled, happy that they hadn't gotten caught.

Hearing a doorknob jiggle, they jumped and faced the back door.

"H-Hey, Dad," Joe said, his face on fire.

"I saw the pool lights still on. What are you doing, Joe? You should be asl- Amy?"

He looked at them suspiciously.

"I couldn't sleep and was in for a swim and then Amy came out and I told her we had writer's block and so she decided to...help me," Joe said, swallowing hard.

"Help you?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"Yes, sir. We bounced ideas around as we swam and I think the block is gone," Amy said with a smile.

"I agree, I have a lot of ideas," Joe said with a nod.

"Well, that's good. But you two need to get into bed. Late night swims make things look suspicious," he said before going back into the house.

Joe let out a breath and turned to Amy, slowly grinning.

"That distraction thing really works," he said, walking over and kissing her gently.

"Told ya," Amy said, smiling.

Smirking, Joe kissed her cheek and looked at her.

"Oh, when you look me in the eyes," Amy whispered, her hands on Joe's face.

Joe's face softened, his eyes sparkling.

"You know, that would be a good name for a song," he said thoughtfully.

Nodding, Amy watched as Joe's mind went off, thinking of lyrics.

"Go write," she said, hugging him gently.

"Okay. Too bad I'll have writer's block again tomorrow night," Joe said, faking a sigh.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah. You know, the record is still in the early stages. I could have a lot of writer's block," Joe whispered in her ear.

"I think I can help you out with that," Amy replied.