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How Can Love Conquer All?	By : brirose1978 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 4944 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Linkin Park. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Soft music filtered into Joe’s awareness, slowly bringing him awake the next morning. Groaning softly, he turned over to glance at the travel clock he’d placed on the bedside table. “Eight-thirty,” he muttered aloud, blinking in consternation. The only time he’d been awake that early in the morning was usually for a photo shoot or something promoting the band; he couldn’t remember the last time he’d simply awakened around then on his own. He rubbed his eyes, trying to clear the cobwebs from his brain. He’d spent a bit of a sleepless night at first, knowing Sabrina was just on the other side of the wall from him, and when he had finally gotten to sleep, his dreams had turned rather erotic, every one prominently featuring her. Several times he had awoken with a nearly painful hard-on. “If this keeps up, I’m going to give the term ‘blue balls’ a new meaning,” he muttered to himself, throwing the covers back. Clad only in his boxers, Joe crossed the room to the door, opening it quietly and going in search of the music. Peeking in the door of her study, Joe had to swallow in order to stifle a moan of longing. Sabrina was seated at her desk, intent on whatever was on the screen, her head bobbing slightly in time to the music. She wore a silk, mid-thigh length black robe, the top gaping open slightly to show her chest, encased in a pastel cotton tank top. Her left leg was propped on the low shelf where her computer tower rested, causing the robe to gape open, and showing off a long, smooth leg. Joe swallowed again, glancing down to make sure he wasn’t showing anything that he shouldn’t, and cleared his throat, making Sabrina jump and turn. “Good morning,” he said, leaning against the door jamb and crossing his arms over his chest in what he hoped was a nonchalant pose.
“Joe! You startled me!” Sabrina said, pressing her hand to her chest.
“Sorry,” Joe said, smiling sheepishly. “Uh, I was wondering if I could use your shower.”
Sabrina laughed, getting up from her chair and regretfully, to Joe’s mind, tugging her robe closed. “You don’t even need to ask, silly. Hang on; I’ll get you a towel.” She slipped past him and opened the hall closet, retrieving a towel and handing it to him. “You can use the guest bathroom for showering, but I recommend using my bathroom for anything else; the toilet in the guest bathroom doesn’t always work,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I keep asking them to take a look at it and every time they do something, it works for a couple of weeks, and then goes kaput on me again. I’ve given up using that bathroom for anything except baths.”
“Okay, thanks,” Joe said. He headed for the bathroom after giving her a quick smile, shutting the door carefully behind him before slumping against it, the towel dropping to the floor as he lifted his hands to rub hard over his face. “God I can’t believe this is happening,” he muttered, shoving away from the door and turning on the shower, stepping in as soon as it was warm enough and letting the warm spray soak his entire body. God, she had looked so damn sexy sitting there… her long, smooth leg exposed, beckoning, and her robe gaping to show off the tops of her breasts. With a soft groan, Joe felt himself harden unmercifully, his hand dropping to circle the stiff length of his erection. “Oh what the hell,” he muttered, slowly beginning to stroke himself, the picture in his mind more than aiding his lustful intentions. He remembered the red silk comforter on her bed, picturing her lying naked on top of it, her hair spread around her like a halo, her sex wet and ready for him. Joe groaned softly, imagining himself crawling on top of her, taking one hard nipple deep into his mouth as he slid two fingers deep into her wet sheath, his thumb working away at her clit. Slowly he increased his pace, his hand clenching tightly around his cock as he pictured her writhing beneath him, begging him to fuck her as hard as he could as he kept working her with his hand, his mouth suckling her nipple before moving up to silence her pleas. “Oh God,” he whispered, imagining how she would taste, the sweet flavor of desire and need on her lips, and the even sweeter taste of the juices that would be coating his fingers. Joe’s breathing came faster, his imagination going into overdrive as his hand sped up, imagining sliding his hard cock deep into her slit, feeling her clench around him as she screamed his name in the throes of her orgasm. “Oh fuck,” Joe moaned, his hand speeding to a blur as he reached the brink, barely able to stop himself from crying out as he came hard and fast, thick streams of semen spurting from the head of his cock, his free hand reaching out blindly to brace himself against the cool tiled wall. Breathing hard, he rested for a moment, shaking off the momentary high from his orgasm after several minutes and finishing his shower. Getting out, he absently toweled himself off, his thoughts inevitably returning to his predicament. Wiping the steam off the mirror, he stared at his reflection for a few moments, suddenly recalling the conversation he’d had with Manny last night. If you want her, you’ll have to make the first move, the older man had said. She once said to me she had no idea I found her attractive until I kissed her. Joe gazed at himself thoughtfully for several moments, his jaw suddenly firming as he came to a decision. If that was the only problem, he’d tell her how he felt, and see what happened. He just hoped he knew her well enough to be sure she felt similarly. Winding the towel around his waist, he stepped out of the bathroom and headed for his room.

Right after Joe disappeared into her bathroom, Sabrina sank into her computer chair with a soft sigh. Does he have any idea how sexy he looked? She wondered, picturing him leaning against the door jamb, bare-chested, his silky black hair slightly sleep-tousled, black silk boxers baring his well muscled legs. “Am I being tested here or something?” she asked aloud, staring blankly at her computer screen for several minutes. The sound of the water shutting off in the bathroom brought her out of her reverie, making her blink. Uttering a soft sigh, she shut down the various programs she had running, shutting down the computer once she was done. Standing up, her thoughts turned inward, she walked out of her study straight into Joe, who had been heading for his own bedroom. “Oh God I’m sorry!” Sabrina babbled, her thoughts suddenly cutting off as she saw what Joe was wearing. Or to be more precise, what he wasn’t wearing. The white terry cloth towel she’d given him was knotted low on his hips, showing off his chest and flat stomach. His black hair was wet and slicked back, making her fingers itch to run through it. With an effort she curtailed the urge, twisting her fingers in the silk tie on her robe to control the impulse. “I was just… heading for the shower,” Sabrina said finally, trying to suppress her blush and hoping he hadn’t noticed her ogling him.
“It’s okay, Bri. Enjoy your shower,” Joe said, giving her a strange smile, his dark gaze flicking up and down her form once before he eased around her, heading into his bedroom and shutting the door with a soft click, leaving one very confused woman in the hallway. Did he just look me over? she wondered. Shaking her head, she decided she must have been imagining things, heading into her own bedroom and shutting the door to her bathroom behind her, quickly stripping and taking her own shower, resolutely closing her mind to the image of Joe half naked in her hallway. He was her friend; he’d never once made any kind of overtures to her, except teasing ones, and she wasn’t about to mess that up. Drying off, she exited her bathroom, pushing the door to her bedroom mostly shut so she could get dressed, but leaving a small crack so that her steamy bathroom would air out quicker.

Shutting the door to his bedroom, Joe allowed a small smile to curve his lips. He pretty much had his answer now; the way Sabrina had reacted to his near nakedness was telling. But how to tell her, that was the question. Pacing slowly, Joe absently pulled on a black t-shirt and black jeans, listening for the sound of the water to shut off, trying to suppress the image of Sabrina standing naked in the shower in order to concentrate on his problem. He heard the water shut off and cursed softly; he still had absolutely no idea how to tell her how he felt. The images of her naked in his head didn’t help either.
She had no idea I found her attractive until I kissed her, Manny’s words whispered in his mind. Pausing, Joe turned that idea over in his mind, a thoughtful look on his face. “Well, if it worked for him,” he muttered, running a hand through his now mostly dry hair and squaring his shoulders. “Here goes.” Determinedly he stepped out of his room and toward her door, knocking softly before he could talk himself out of it.

Dressed only in a pair of white bikini underwear and a matching white bra, Sabrina jumped slightly as the knock sounded on her door. “Just a sec!” she called, dashing to her closet and grabbing a white sleeveless sweater, tugging it on and loosely tying the thin leather strip that served as a belt. She then grabbed a pair of jeans and tugged them on, fastening them quickly. “Come in!” she called as she got down on her hands and knees to search for her shoes under the bed. It was this sight that greeted Joe as he entered, a sight that nearly caused his knees to buckle at the view of her shapely rounded ass sticking up in the air and wiggling slightly as she searched for her shoes. Christ, get a fucking grip man, he thought, shaking his head sharply to rid it of the lust-filled images as Sabrina got up and faced him, holding a pair of black sandals. “What’s up?” she asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed and bending over to put the shoes on.
“I had a question for you,” Joe said, a serious look on his face. He hesitated, glancing around the room as if gathering his courage, and then looked back at her. “I was wondering if you would think less of me if I tried something.”
Sabrina paused, sitting back up, her shoes forgotten as she gave him an odd look. Whatever she thought he’d come to ask, it sure as hell hadn’t been that. “Well… I suppose that would depend on what you were planning to try,” she said slowly, crossing her arms under her breasts and looking at him in confusion, unconsciously standing up. “What were you going to try?”
Joe glanced down, a slight smile on his lips as he moved closer, stopping directly in front of her, so that she was forced to tilt her head up to look at him. “This,” he replied, cupping her face in his hands and leaning down to press his lips softly against hers.
Sabrina’s eyes opened wide, and then fluttered closed, instinctively returning his kiss, her lips parting to allow his tongue gentle entry, tingles of desire assaulting her as he plied her lips expertly. Oh my God… he sure as hell can kiss, she thought dizzily, her hands moving up to rest on his shoulders. As if emboldened by the contact, Joe deepened the kiss, his tongue swirling in deeper to rub against hers, sliding sensually. A soft moan slipped from her, her fingers moving up to tangle gently in his hair, enjoying the feel of the silky strands.
At the first taste of her lips, Joe nearly lost all control. She tasted so much sweeter than he had imagined, the contact of her hands on his shoulders and then in his hair making him even more aroused. Grimly he reined himself in, reminding himself that he wanted to hear that she wanted him before he pressed any further. Groaning softly, he determinedly pulled back, breathing a bit faster and pleased to note that she was having trouble as well, her face flushed and her chest rising and falling a bit faster. “Well?” he asked in a voice gone husky with desire, his eyes traveling over her before rising to meet her slightly dazed gaze, “do you think less of me?”
Sabrina didn’t answer for a moment, her whole concentration centered on making sure her knees didn’t give out. No one… no one had ever made her feel that way with just a kiss before. “I don’t know,” she finally answered, one hand slipping from his hair to lightly press two fingers against her tingling lips. She almost couldn’t believe he’d done it; he’d actually kissed her, and if his slightly ragged breathing was any indication, he’d definitely enjoyed it. Throwing caution to the wind, Sabrina decided to find out if he could make her feel that way again. “Maybe… you’d better try it again.” She looked into his eyes, not even trying to hide her desire.
Joe blinked, surprise, relief, and wild desire swirling through him at her words. Holy shit… she wants me to continue! The desire won out, and he fervently kissed her again, his tongue swirling in to claim her mouth, groaning at her sweet taste. He felt her arms twine around his neck as she returned the kiss, her tongue sliding against his as she pressed her body lightly against his. Joe’s hands slid down to her hips, pulling her flush against him, letting her feel his rock-hard erection pressing against her stomach. He heard her moan as she pressed closer, her hips grinding against him in a way that left him breathless and gasping. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he asked raggedly, “Are you sure?”
Breathing hard herself, Sabrina nevertheless arched a brow at him. “Is there anything in my body language that begs that question?” she asked softly.
A grin curved Joe’s lips at her gentle teasing. “No, I suppose not,” he replied, his eyes growing even darker with desire.
“Good. Now shut up and kiss me,” Sabrina said, pulling him back down to her lips.
Groaning softly, Joe complied, seizing her lips in a devastating kiss, his hands sliding up her hips to her waist, impatiently pulling the thin leather tie loose so his hands could slide under the soft fabric to her even softer skin, slipping up to cup her breasts through the thin material of her bra, flicking her aroused nipples with his thumb. Encouraged by her soft gasp, he pulled away long enough to swiftly yank the thin sweater over her head, revealing firm breasts cupped in the slightly translucent white bra. With a soft groan of appreciation, Joe bent his head, drawing the tip of her breast into his mouth, his teeth nibbling gently through the fabric as his hand pinched and teased her other nipple. Sabrina moaned, holding his head to her breast with one hand, her other hand sliding down his chest to tug his t-shirt free from his jeans, her fingers sliding under the fabric to tease the skin of his stomach, her nails lightly scraping his skin. Joe groaned, completely forgetting the layout of her room as he backed up until he hit a wall, swiftly turning them both around and pinning her against it with his body, impatiently yanking his t-shirt over his head before bending to kiss her again, his raging hard-on cradled by her hips. Lightly he rocked against her, gratified by her soft moan of approval, his knee insinuating itself between her legs to rub against her mound.
Sabrina gasped in pleasure as he increased the pressure of his leg against her, rubbing back and forth just enough to send tingles of fire directly to her clit. She moaned, lost in the maelstrom of sensation they were creating as he kissed and nipped a path along her jaw to her ear, taking the lobe into his mouth and suckling. Sabrina’s knees went weak, pressing her more firmly against his knee and making her whimper. Her whimper turned into a gasp as she felt his hand unfasten her jeans and slide underneath them and her panties, his fingers slipping into the soaking wet folds hidden below. His fingers found the small pearl of flesh they were seeking, stroking and teasing it mercilessly until she was panting with desire, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Joe,” she whispered, gasping sharply as one of his fingers abruptly thrust deep into her tight sheath, his thumb still teasing her clit.
At the sound of his name on her lips Joe traveled back to her mouth, wanting to taste the sweet whimpers and gasps she made as he continued working her. God she was so wet… so hot… and the scent made him dizzy with lust. Her sheath gripped his finger, her walls milking around him, nearly making him lose all control as her hips undulated frantically against his fingers. God… I have got to taste her, he thought desperately, but before he could act on that notion, he stiffened as he felt her hands fumbling at the fastenings of his jeans, one hand sliding slowly beneath the fabric. He wasn’t certain he could bear her touch on his raging erection without snapping completely. “Bri… stop… don’t,” he whispered raggedly, torn between grabbing her hands to stop her and letting her continue.
“Make me,” Sabrina whispered against his lips, her hands sliding deeper, brushing against his hardened shaft with her fingertips.
Joe let out a harsh groan, throwing his head back as he felt her curve one hand around him, squeezing gently. “God,” he gasped, trembling with the effort to hold himself back. She was driving him insane, her soft hands slowly stroking his hardened cock, paying particular attention to the sensitive head.
“Mmmm, we have been keeping secrets haven’t we?” Sabrina murmured, her teeth lightly nipping his chest as she gently stroked her nails over his straining erection.
At the feel of her nails combined with her teeth, Joe snapped. Grabbing her hands in one of his, he yanked her jeans and panties down, dropping to his knees in front of her and looking up to meet her startled gaze as he slowly sucked her juices from his fingers. “Payback’s a bitch,” he murmured wickedly, before burying his face between her legs, his hot tongue immediately finding her clit as he thrust two fingers sharply into her.
“Joe!” Sabrina nearly screamed, gasping as he began flicking her clit with his tongue, his fingers sliding in and out of her dripping sheath. Joe moaned softly in response, the vibrations transmitting to her wet core and making her even hotter. She tunneled her hands in his hair, holding him to her slit, panting as she felt the ecstasy build, pushing her closer and closer to the brink.
Joe moaned again, lost in her scent, her taste, the heat of her. She tastes so fucking good, he thought, swallowing her tangy juices as he used his free hand to push her thigh up, granting him easier access to her. He could hear her panting, her hips undulating frantically as she neared her climax, her fingers tangled almost painfully in his hair. Her sheath was rippling around his fingers, her honey dripping from her. Unable to wait a moment longer, Joe abruptly bit her clit at the same time he thrust a third finger sharply into her.
“JOE!” Sabrina screamed, her body convulsing as she came, her sheath spasming around his fingers. Before she could come down from her high, Joe slid up her body, freeing himself from his jeans and hoisting her against the wall, thrusting his thick erection deep into her. At the thick slide of him inside her sensitive sheath Sabrina cried out again, another mini-orgasm assaulting her, her hands sliding down to grip his shoulders tightly as he began to move, slowly dragging himself out of her before pounding sharply into her again, making her gasp sharply with every motion.
Joe moaned; the feel of her tightness around him, gripping him, milking him with every motion, was almost too much to bear. “God you feel good,” he whispered raggedly in her ear, his motions speeding up almost against his will, his cock slamming into her again and again as he pulled her more tightly against him. “So tight… and wet… God yes… move just like that,” he groaned as he felt her tighten further around him, her hips meeting his every thrust. “Oh yes baby… that’s it… fuck me,” he breathed, his hips increasing their speed as his mouth dropped to lick and bite at her chest where her breasts swelled above her bra, one hand slipping from her hip to sharply rub his thumb against her clit, needing to feel her come around him.
“Oh God… Joe… oh YES!” Sabrina screamed, ecstasy crashing sharply over her once more, her tight sheath milking his cock, her nails digging hard into his shoulders. Joe groaned, a harsh shout torn from him as the sensation triggered his own powerful orgasm, trembling as he emptied himself deep into her clenching sheath, his teeth biting sharply at her upper breast. Gasping, Sabrina slumped against him, still trembling in the aftermath, her body covered in a light sheen of sweat. Joe locked his knees to keep them from buckling, a similar sheen of sweat covering his own body as he tried to relearn how to breath. They were both silent for several moments before Sabrina spoke, her voice still somewhat breathless as she remarked, “Well… that was a first.”
Joe lifted his head from where he’d been resting it against her shoulder, looking at her in some confusion. “What?” he asked.
To his surprise, a delicate blush tinted her cheeks at his question, but she answered him readily enough. “Against the wall. That’s the first time I tried that. Always wanted to, but it never actually happened before.” She managed a smile, shrugging slightly, the blush on her cheeks testament to her mild embarrassment.
Joe grinned, waggling his brows lecherously. “Well, that wasn’t exactly the plan, but fulfilling fantasies is always a pleasure, especially yours,” he said seductively.
Sabrina arched a brow at him, amused. “You had a plan?” she asked.
“In a manner of speaking,” Joe admitted, running a hand through his sweat-soaked hair. “Went a little further than I originally thought, but…” He lightly cupped her face in his hand, brushing a soft kiss against her lips. “I can’t say I’m sorry,” he finished in a husky tone.
Sabrina blushed again, clearly pleased as she admitted in a low voice, “Me either.” She lightly bit her lip, staring at him, her fingertips lightly brushing his lips. “I can’t believe you actually wanted me,” she murmured.
“I’ve wanted you since the first moment I laid eyes on you Bri,” Joe admitted quietly, gently kissing her fingertips. “When we were first introduced… and you were so beautiful… funny… sweet… and you didn’t seem to give a damn who I was or what I did, you just accepted me, as I was. I’ve never really known anyone quite like you, Bri.”
Sabrina bit her lip as tears came to her eyes, his words touching her deeply. “Really?” she whispered, her gaze locked to his.
Joe smiled, lightly cupping her face, his thumb gently running over her soft lips. “Really,” he replied.
Sabrina glanced down, a clearly embarrassed smile curving her lips. “Well, if we’re both going to be revealing all…” she said softly, before raising her eyes to meet his gaze. “Before we actually met, I had a crush on you. I thought you were one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. I never thought I would actually meet you… so I wasn’t really prepared for what I felt when I did. You are the first man I truly felt comfortable talking about anything with. You listened, you cared about what I thought, you laughed at my lame jokes… and you were even sexier in person.” She grinned slightly as Joe chuckled. “I honestly didn’t think you would ever want me as more than a friend, so I resolved to at least be that for you. You have no idea how much it means to me to know you want me as much as I want you.”
“Oh I do, believe me,” Joe assured her fervently, making her giggle.
“Well, umm, it looks like another shower is in order,” Sabrina observed, glancing down at their still entwined bodies with a slight blush. She glanced back up at him, an open invitation in her eyes. “Care to join me?”
“You have to ask?” Joe replied, chuckling as he slowly disengaged from her, letting her gently down. “After you, milady,” he said with a flourish.
“Umm, might want to lose the pants first,” Sabrina said, clearly struggling not to giggle. Joe glanced down to find his pants and boxers tangled around his knees, a sight even he had to grin at.
“You’re one to talk,” he retorted, glancing significantly at the only article of clothing she still wore, her bra.
Sabrina arched a brow, nonchalantly undoing the clasp and drawing the garment off, dropping it to the floor at her feet. “You were saying?” she asked, a slight grin on her lips. Struck dumb at the sight of her nude body, Joe simply stared. “That’s what I thought,” Sabrina said smugly, sashaying past him toward the bathroom. Joe shook his head sharply to clear the cobwebs, an unwilling grin crossing his face. Guess she showed me, he thought as he pulled off his clothes and followed her.

A/N: See, I promised you some smut, and there you are!!! Even more in the next chapter, I promise!! Joe’s not finished with Bri yet! *EG*
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