by N. Tetterton
He pulls back from me, pulling my hip with his until he is kneeling at me, one leg on each side of him, hand tightly grasps on my thighs as he thrusts deeper inside of me. “Holy fuck,” I mumble out as I see a grin spread on to his lips.
“Shit, baby, you’re so tight.” He says as he moves inside of me again. I can feel my walls tightening to a point of explosion, “Fuck, baby, you’re about to come with me, aren’t you.” I nod my head. “What?” A weak yea comes out of my mouth, “What, baby, what are you about to do?” He asks me. His hands tighten around my thighs as he pumps harder.
“I’m about to come with you.” As if that was the activation word I feel us both release at the same time. Moans in unison come out as his hands loosen their grip on my thighs and he gently collapses onto me. The warmth of his body on top of mine makes me feel safe. He rolls off of me, pulling the condom off of himself and I watch his perfect, naked body as he moves across the room, into the bathroom, and discards it.
He walks back into the room and sits down at the end of the bed. I hear his sad voice come out as he whispers, “Do you want me to leave now?”
“Not yet,” I mumble as I lay naked, looking over to him, “unless you want to.” I see the smirk spread even from the one side of his mouth that I can see. He turns to me and climbs back up the bed, lying next to me, wrapping his arms around me.
...this is my hell
“I’ve missed you right here.” He mumbles into my hair as he presses a kiss to my head. I smile looking up to him.
“You’re the one who-,” I look over at him and he presses his finger to my lips.
“I still think it’s for the best and I know you think so too,” he isn’t wrong. “But it doesn’t mean that I don’t miss you and think about you, and worry about you.” I lose the battle I’m fighting with myself as I move upwards and kiss him.
The sound of the front door slamming shut breaks our kiss. “BILLIE!” Lucy yells down the hall and I can hear Fury giggling behind her, “Billie, I hope you’re awake, I’m coming in.”
“Shit, shit, shit.” I whisper to Dax as he lays in my bed, “You gotta hide.” He looks at me like I’m fucking crazy, but rolls his eyes, throwing up his hands, and moves off of the bed.
“Hold on, Luce,” I think to myself that Fury is most likely with her, she won’t bust in if she thinks that I’m changing, “I’m kind of in the middle of changing,”
“HURRY UP!!” She yells through the door. Dax moves across the room into the bathroom leaving the bathroom light off and pushes the door almost closed. Opening the drawer, I grab out a pair of shorts and tank top sliding them onto my body. As I walk to the door I see Dax's pants, boxers, and boots on the ground, shit, I slide them under the bed with my foot. Cracking the door open but I’m not ready when Lucy pushes it all the way open and pushes her way into the room.
Fury follows her in, “Sure everyone come on in.” I say loud enough for Dax to hear me so he’s aware of what is going on.
“Billie, I have something very serious to ask you.” She sits down, patting the bed.
“Lucy, what is it?” Did she see his bike outside? Does she know that he is here with me, hiding in my bathroom?
“Billie, you can answer this honestly. You know that I can tell when you’re lying to me. And I promise that I won’t get upset either way.” She pauses as she looks to Fury and smiles, “Will you be my maid of honor.” Oh, it’s this time.
“Wha-what?” I say looking from Lucy to Fury. I can’t help but smile seeing them looking at each other, completely in love.
“I know it seems kind of sudden,” Lucy says as she reaches her hand over and grabs his, “but I-we know that this is right.” I smile at her, “Will you the my maid of honor though?” She asks again, looking back to me.
“Of-of course.” I tell her and she smiles, shrieks and hugs me.
“Um,” Fury says to me as he starts, “I wanted to make sure it wouldn’t be too awkward for you but I kind of already asked Khan to be my best man.”
I smile at them, because even when this should be all about them, they are worried about us, and slightly because Dax is definitely standing naked somewhere in my bathroom for this conversation, “For the two of you, I’m sure we can look past our shit.” I hug him.
She starts to leave and then stops, turning around, “Oh, before I forget, I’m going to borrow your straightener for in the morning, mine shit the bed this afternoon,” She looks to Fury smiling, “and we’re going to meet mom and dad.” She starts walking towards the bathroom.
“Lucy, my bathroom is kind of messy right now, it’s embarrassing, I can leave it in the hallway in the morning,” assuming that Fury’s staying the night.
“Nonsense, I’ve never seen your bathroom messy.” She mutters as she steps closer. I panic trying to think of something to stop her as she opens the door and turns the light on. I’m surprised and at the same time extremely relieved that I don’t see Dax standing there, stark naked. She unplugs the straightener and wraps the cord around the base.
“Billie?” Lucy says in a questioning voice as she continues to wrap the cord around the straightener but her movements have now become much, much slower, “Is there a condom in your trash can?” This is my hell, I just look at her and then look around, “Oh, then I guess the date went well…” She grins, “Finally getting over Khan.” If there was a cliff I would throw myself off of it right now.
Instead I just look at her and smile, “Something like that.” I’m just glad that Lucy is preoccupied with her own life at the moment.
“Speaking of him, is this his shirt?” Fury says picking up the black, much too large for me shirt, with the Midnight Syn logo on it, off of the dresser, shit.
“Yeah, when I was unpacking my stuff I found it. I guess it got mixed up with my things. I’ve been meaning to take it back over to him.” I say, even shocking myself with how convincing that it is.
“I can take it back for you.” He shrugs, “I know things are kind of weird between you two, right now.” If you only knew…
I’m looking at him, with the shirt in his hand, as I try and think of a reason for him not to take the shirt with him, “I can’t think of one reason for you not too.”
Lucy squeals as Fury and her leave the room and she says, “We’re going to go have celebratory sex now.”
My bedroom door closes, I sink down to sit at the end of my bed. I barely hear the shower curtain slide back and watch a very naked Dax step out from behind it. He walks out and bathroom, sitting down next to me on the side furtherest away from the door, looks at me and says, “Did he just take my shirt?” I slowly nod my head.
The door knob turns quickly, Dax's face drops as he rolls off of the bed, and hides out of view on the other side. My bedroom door flies open and Lucy says, “Do you want to come up tomorrow with us?”
“Nah, Luce, you guys go. This is about the two of you.”
“Okay, just let me know if you change your mind.”
I nod my head at her, “Will do.” Please, fucking leave.
“Love you,” she grins at me and before I can say it back she closes the door. I jump up and make sure to lock the door this time.
“Good call,” Dax mutters as he walks around and pulls his clothes that I shoved under the bed and pulls his boxers on. “Just in case.” He slides up to the headboard of my bed and motions down to me to come up to him.
❖
I haven’t had to hide, because I was fucking someone else, since I was like 15 and Amanda Berry’s dad came home.
Right before Lucy came into the bathroom I slide behind the shower curtain that was pulled closed already.
When she found the condom, I definitely thought we were going to be caught.
When Fury found my shirt, positive that it was done. I guess that they are too preoccupied with their happiness to put all the pieces together.
When Lucy came back in, I ducked behind the bed in time.
I slide up to the headboa
rd and motion for Billie to come up to sit with me. She holds one finger up as she gets up walking over to her dresser, opening one of the drawers, handing me a shirt… correction, my shirt. She looks torn handing it to me. I’m torn taking it. “Bil-,“ I whisper in a confused voice but and shakes her head and smiles, a sad smile.
“I stole it,” she laughs as she climbs up the bed and lays down next to me, “I could lie and say that it accidentally got mixed up in my things, but it didn’t it’s the one that I would wear when I was staying there, so when I left, I stole it, but I shouldn’t keep it. It will just remind me of really bad timing.” I don’t know what to say to that. I was the one who told her that we couldn’t happen.
I sigh, “I’ll leave in a little bit.” As she slides into the pocket that my body makes for her.
“You can stay if you want. It’s getting kind of late.” She pauses and looks back to me, “How’s Ella doing? I haven’t seen much of her lately.”
“She’s good. I feel kind of bad cause I work a lot, but there is always someone there, or at the clubhouse, but she’s so used to Oz leaving her alone that she’s not even phased by it. She doesn’t want anyone there when there are people there.”
“That sounds about normal for a 15 year old.” She laughs as she looks down.
The noises from the other side of the wall makes talking about Ella very uncomfortable.