Original Fanfiction
Title: Life After The Late Shift
Author: The Muse
E-mail: a young woman finds a person from her past, and just when they start a future the past that brought them together in the first place comes back for them. Will they defeat their demons, or will they defeat them.
Spoiler: A.F.I.
Rating: R
Category: Action, Romance, Horror
Disclaimer: I don't own AFI (hides in corner and cry's), I don't own Davey (why god why? I'd take good care of him I swear, with the brushing and bathing, everyday, OH YEAH!) I don't own Jade, Hunter and Adam either (pouts and fusses) I don't own Navarro, Ville, Lee, Meyers. But if any body does own these guys, would ya take a check? I do own (YEAH!!!!!. a hum) Natari, so unless you want to get beaten with big stick, back off. Add Susannah, Michael, Francis, and any other minor ones in here. But somebody please get this crazy blond off me (back! back! ahhh! my hair. 'POW!' you crazy ...! CRASH!) And to Michael Vincent, please don't hate me for using the picture, but its perfect for the story.
Dedication: this fic is for everyone who made Sing the Sorrow exist, and thereby inspired me. Thank you.
Natari
I hate working the late shift I grumble internally as I explain for the fifth time that we don't carry lactose free cheese burgers, and that we never have, so he couldn't have gotten one here last week.
He rolls his stoned eyes at me and demands to talk to the manager again, so I remind him, again, that he already is. He grumbles unintelligibly and digs through his pockets for his money "ere, ill pay double." he drawls out as he shoves a wad of cash in my face.
I sigh and repeat what has become the mantra of the last fifteen or so minutes "sir we don't have what you want but if you're willing we can give you a hamburger instead." I say with my best courteous smile, despite the fact that I am ready to choke the shit out this kid.
"With my cheese?" he asks hopefully and I fight back a scream. I glance at the clock and see it's almost 12:30 and this little shit is already put me in a hurry to get to the club before doors close. On my last nerve "look kid, we don't have 'your' cheese, now you can take a hamburger or leave, final offer."
he starts ranting about how I am such a bitch and he will be back then storms out and slams the door behind him. "About fucking time" I mumble is I lock the doors behind him and change out of my work close in the back room.
I slip on my black string bikini top with the skulls and extra sheer sex pistols baby tee, a purple plaid and black catholic mini skirt and my favorite pair of knee high combat boots.
Digging through my locker I pull out my bag of tricks and gel my long raven bangs into twists and spike the rest of my short burgundy hair. That done I look at the mirror with a frown I grab the wash cloth and try to wipe it clean, or enough that I don't look like a blur.
After about four minutes of putting my back into it I get it clear enough to apply my makeup. I trace a thin line of black kohl around my eyes, followed by a thick line of deep purple, that done I smear a bit of tinted gloss on my lips. The secret to a great paint job is eyes or mouth, but not both, plus I wouldn't want to smear good lipstick during a kiss.
Locking my cage I grab a soda as I exit through the back door towards my car. Its calm and quiet outside, just a slight rustle of the leaves is all I hear is I search my purse for my keys to my ford, it's an 87 pick up with a topper, and a few customized features, courtesy of my cousins shop.
The cab roof connects to the topper so it seems more like a van when you look at it from the outside. The divider between the cab and the back is a painted folding screen. The back has a mattress and two sets of metal boxes taking up the space next to the wheel wells, each holding more then one kind of useful item. The roof of the topper is done up to, it has a big piece of very see through plastic stuck in the middle of it, so you can see the sky when the weather isn't at its best.
I fumble for the lock for a minute, cursing whoever let the flood light burn out, when I feel the wind pick up a little and the temperature drop, is if is about to rain.
My skin goes all prickly is my hair stands on end. Leaves swirl around my feet rustling, and for a moment it sounds like someone calling my name. I listen harder but hear nothing and let it go is my imagination.
Getting in my car I put the key in the ignition and cokes into starting. Into grumbles to life, vibrations rise thru the steering wheel. I pull out of the parking lot and onto the high way.
I arrive at the club and search for a parking spot, upon finding one I end up fighting with some ones Volkswagen bug for the spot, and of course I win. I smile kindly at the little man in the equally little car is he calls me several evil things behind a layer of glass, and then drives off to search out another one, somewhere.
Parking my girl quickly I pull out the key and let here get some well-earned hours of sleep. Reapplying my lip-gloss and checking my out fit over for stow away fuzz balls, most likely from my daughter.
Her name is Jadeth and she is so adorable, her black hair with its silky sheen, her cut little pink nose, her sparkling green eyes, and her silent stepping little paws.
What you didn't really think I was talking about a daughter, daughter, did you? Don't get me wrong; I love kid, on an every now and then basis, but no way in hell in I investing 24/7/365/18 in a kid.
Satisfied with my inspection I get out of the car and make my way toward the line. I read the flickering neon sign; it says aeternus, its Latin for eternal. I have a journal with the phrase nocturnum aeternus - eternal night. The things you learn outside a textbook.
I get in the line and wait, I am new to this one so I don't expect to get let right in on that account, but I am not surprised when I get motioned to the front by the bouncer and let in.
the hall way is a lot like a movie theater. The walls are cover in lush red velvet and the floor has what ill call runway lights leading down the ramp toward another port window door with a man in front of it leaning back in his chair nodding his head to the muffled music.
I walk up to him and he takes my hand, pressing the stamp down quickly, and then motions me onward. I push open the door and let it swing shut behind me is I take in the scenery.
The walls are painted black with glow in the dark random drawings and phrases scattered about the room. The lighting is dimmed tinted mechanized spotlights, the bar is illuminated by soft floodlights, and the stage area is hidden by lush blood red curtains.
I make my way thru the crowd toward the dance floor and let the haunting melody take over. The floor is packed with hot slick half-naked bodies, all rubbing against each other enticingly.
I make my way slowly toward the mosh pit, I love being close to the stage, the energy up there is almost like a drug. I can see under the crack of the curtain people's feet scurrying every which way.
The band is getting ready to go on. I van hear them tuning their instruments up for the show, working all the bad notes out ahead of time, getting on their instruments better sides.
The curtains shudder briefly in anticipation right before their pulled apart by invisible hands. The stage is lit by strobe lights of blue purple and red, bouncing and shadowing the bands bodies. They break instantly into melody, even though there is no singer yet on the stage.
Then from out of the corner back flips a lithe bit of lust with long black hair, leather pants, and a sheer red shirt with white stripes. He lands perfectly in front of the mike and the crowd cheers is he breaks into a haunting song.
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith
You are now one of us
He scans the crowd with his intense gaze; a leer on his face is he pulls the mike free from the stand. He sway easily bout the stage is if he belonged there, a true performer.
Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all
Radiate, recognize one silent call
As we all form one dark flame... Incinerate
The bodies writhe to the rhythm.
Radiate, recognize one silent call
As we all form one dark flame
As we all form one dark flame
As we all...
The crowd joins in the chant like pagans at a rite.
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one, one of us
The music fades and the crowd cheers for more.
He glances back at his guitarist and the break into a new song.
Calling tears from deep inside, oh, you're so exquisite
And in the mirror, all midnight eyes
Oh, if I could remain, but it's just a visit
All midnight eyes read "vacancy"
Twisted, twisting
He glances at me and wink is he leans into the mike.
To the lovely dancing lights, I begged, "May I cut in?"
But they never stopped playing "their song"
Of a joyous song the sing, I've heard whispers
On a freezing note, I resonate
I sing along to the voice echoing within my head.
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end
Just like a memory, it twists me
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end
Twist... twisting me
He reaches into the crowd and brushes a few peoples hands is they strive to touch him.
You land as lightly as the new snow, cinematic
Onto the melting boy, and melt away
You light as gently, you're so cinematic
Bathed in your radiance, I melt
He bounds back like a cat toward the guitarist and sings with him.
In the glitter, in the dark, sunk into velvet
Praying this will never end
In the shadow of a star, in static pallor
I realized I never began
He bounds in a mini dance across the stage.
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end
Just like a memory, it twists me
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end
Twist... twisting me
He jerks the mike closer to his lips.
You land as lightly as the new snow, cinematic
Onto the melting boy, and melt away
You light as gently, you're so cinematic
Bathed in your radiance, I melt
All the colors upon leaving, all will turn to grey
All the colors upon leaving, all will turn to grey
(All grey) All the colors (All grey) upon leaving
(All grey) all will turn to grey
(All grey) All the colors (All grey) upon leaving
(All grey) all will turn to grey... grey...
He throws his head back and shakes his hair from his eyes.
You land as lightly as the new snow, cinematic
Onto the melting boy, and melt away
You light as gently, you're so cinematic
Bathed in your radiance
He kneels down in front of me and reaches out if he was to touch the crowd's hand, but quickly steels an un-granted kiss from me.
You land as lightly as the new snow, cinematic
You land as lightly as the new snow, and melt away
You land as lightly as the new snow, cinematic
Bathed in your radiance, I melt
He bows and bounds off the stage as the curtains close.
I touch my lips were he kissed me, noting absent-mindedly that they tingle slightly. I smirk at his bravado, he must be whether cheeky.
Suddenly I am plowed into by another woman. It's some idiot blonde. Before I can get my bearings she presses her lips hard against mine. Shocked and disgust I hit her in the jaw and send her stumbling off me with a bloody lip.
She glares at me stunned then charges me screaming. Everyone near us moves away giving her a path. I cock my fist and connect with her nose as she rams into me and throws me against the wall. I drive my elbows into her back hard and wrap my leg about hers, sending her to the ground with me on top of her. She tries to get away and rolls onto her back. I pin her down with my knee in the crook of her neck and grab her arms, forcing them behind her. I rip on of the straps off her pants and tie her hands down then get off her and brush myself off, ignoring her angry shouts.
I wipe my lip free of her drool and brush myself off. Then I feel another hand rest on my shoulder, a much bigger hand. I sigh and turn toward the bouncer, a large Latino man with shaved head and mustache. He nods toward a door and I calmly make my way toward it. I am not about to pick a fight with this guy; I am way smarter then that, only reason I smashed that bitch was cause she started shit she couldn't finish.
I push open the service style door and go through it, and it doesn't lead out side, it leads to the band room. I glance back at the door is it shuts behind me with a resounding click.
Smirking at myself I look about the gray walled room. It's really whether empty except for folding tables and a lot of mirrors.
The guy from the stage who kissed me is sitting in a chair near the back wall; he glances at something and notices me.
He grins and walks over to me; halfway there he gets a slight look of concern and back tracks toward a box of Kleenex. I roll my eyes at that and let him sizes me up with a huge smile.
Tired of standing around and looking lost I move over to an icebox and flip open the lid. Inside is a bunch of coke cans. I grab one and open it, letting it fizz down over my hand. I shake it clean and tilt the can back, finishing it in one go.
When I lower the bottle I see my longhaired lover from my dreams standing silently watching me with a bemused smile. I just shrug it off and throw the can into a nearby garbage.
Turning back to the god in front of me I let him touch me, not in the way I would have hoped, but then again I wouldn't want the boys to get a free show. He lightly trails the Kleenex across a small trickle of blood on my forehead and wads it up into a ball aimed for the trash.
He looks at me questioningly and I notice how deep his eyed are, drownable pools of dark. Hmm chocolate, ohh the possibilities. Realizing that my mind is at a stand still but time isn't I mentally kick myself back to reality. "I had to put a horny bitch down" I say very smart-assed. He quirks a brow "don't give me that look, it's your fault."
he feigns innocence and covers his heart, making me almost want to laugh. "If you hadn't of kissed me then she wouldn't have a jumped me. Dumb little bint tried to steal your kiss." he tries not to laugh, too much. I smirk at him, but I am starting to get annoyed about not knowing what I am doing here, I have an idea but I want to verify.
"I have something for you," he says mischievously. I glance at him "what exactly?" he shakes his head "a trade" I look at him slightly irritated, thinking of what he might want, and hoping on one. "I'm not a groupie." he smirks "but you are such a good kiss."
I laugh, I was right, that was what he wants, if that's his idea of a trade then by all means ill do it. And I do. I take his head in my hands and plant on him a truly rock star worthy kiss.
I pull away and glance at his gorgeous face "so what do I get?" without answering he quick steals another kiss then backs up out of my reach. "A night with me." I look at him and feign boredom "is that all, I guess it will do, there's not much elsEEE…" I end the phrase with a small shriek is he scoops me of my feet and plops me in the chair he was just sitting in.
I slap his arm playfully annoyed "clearly your mother never taught you how to threat a girl." He laughs softly "you're a girl! Hmm, maybe I should pick another, perhaps that blond one…" I glare at him "only if you want a lot of pain." he closes his eyes "uhmm pain." I laugh at him "you are such a monkey." he looks taken aback "id be insulted if you thought I wasn't."
I'm usually not like this with guys, even the really hot guys, though I have to admit I haven't met one is hot is this ever in my 23 and a sixth year life, but even that doesn't explain why I am acting like this, usually I play hard to get, even if its only for a little time. But I actually like this, a lot. Maybe it's him but who cares.
"So when to I get this night?" I ask looking him brazenly in his eyes, and he meets mine just is brazenly, right before he grabs me by the waist and slings me over his shoulder, handling my weight surprisingly well. I'm tempted to shout assault but decide against it, after all why ruin the fun.
We exit the building when someone shouts, "Davey, hey man we gotta another one!" I look up for a second and see the guitarist, the one with a blonde chunk in his black hair. The one holding me, Davey, turns and looks at the guy and says, "Ill get him" he sets me down. "Adam has Hunter cornered but you know him." Davey nods and tosses the guy a set of keys then disappears back into the club.
I look at the guy next to me who is giving me a curious look. "Rewind and narrate please." he smirks and extends his hand "I'm Jade, and you must be the kiss," I shrug "yep, it would appear so" "any all Davey there has to rescue our Hunter and Adam from the mob inside. Beer bottles have once again been employed." I crease my brow and subconsciously rub the back of my head "that happen a lot around that guy?" I ask and he nods with a hint of a smirk "like he married em."
the club door crashes open and Davey along with two others appear through it. The last one, a brown haired one, Adam, jams a pool queue between the handles. The other one, a bleach blonde, is yelling at the door angrily. He must be Hunter. Davey drags him toward the car and shoves him inside the hummer as Adam hurries are way. He sees me and stops "hello, nice to meet you, time to go." Davey looks at me and nods "what he said" is we hop into the car. Adam is in the driver seat with Hunter next to him and I am stuck between a god and his guitarists.
We drive off quickly, leaving my ford to spend the night in the parking lot. I notice the blonde one starring at me, and then realize I am looking at him, he quickly turns back around. I roll me eyes and look at the others, the god on my right included, who are all looking at me. I get this small, yet growing feeling that this isn't cool at all anymore, until Davey the magnificent leans down and whispers in my ear, making me shiver slightly, that I still have yet to divulge my name.
My eyes widen for a second is I realize how dense I have just been, and how very unlike me is this. I laugh hysterically inside right before my mind slaps the shit out of me for being so stupid. I turn to the deity for next to me and with a face like I am applying for a job say "Natari" he gives me a funny look for a second then smirks, leaving me wondering what else those lips can do.
I just glare at him for a sec the catch a glimpse of something familiar through the window, the sign of where I work. We are in the fucking parking lot! Adam swerves into a parking spot and puts this bad boy to sleep. Before I can say a word everyone piles out of the car and I am pulled along. I bat at his arm slightly irritated is the others try the door, which anything short of a rock will not open.
Hunter peers inside and starts to grumble about how much he needs one of our heart attacks on a bun. Right before he starts going all out on the door. I hurry over him before he sets off the damned alarm, and grab his arm.
He stops and practically pouts as he mumbles about going to another. I just shake my head and stare at him. "Hunter dear, lets try a gentler tactic, shall we?" he glances at me confused is I slide my fingers down into my boot and pull out the key. The door opens easily enough for me and I hear the others laugh. I turn to Hunter who has a guilty grin. I pat his cheek; "see honey, something's just need a woman's touch." is we enter the building that births my paychecks.
I round the counter and flick on some of the lights, and then lean over the cash register "so what can I get you boys." I joke casually. In the end we all end up in the back with me explaining what goes on four kinds of sandwiches, well the guys are doing a horrifying job is chefs.
Die for Davey is making a quadruple veggie burger. Jade is going for a soy sandwich, with chips smooched into the bun and loads of pickles. Hunter is also after a vegan burger with lots of hot sauce. I just make a chicken sandwich, and get disgusted looks from all the guys. Vegs and vegans, my god I'm in the twilight zone. While Adam makes a peanut butter grill cheese. And add to that a huge order of fries and unlimited pop.
We are all sitting behind the counter eating when I decide to let the boys know that "one of you got this?" they all stop and look at me with their mouths full of food, then at each other, and start into a flurry of motion in search of money, and with mouths full they debate how much it well cost. I start to laugh softly is I finish my sandwich and start to get up. They all look at me "I think that cleaning up this mess should cover it, what ya say?" after cleaning the place, which almost made a bigger mess then the cooking we exit with a box of chili fries.
No one actually paid for this because technically is closed and there is no way to prove we were there because I dealt with the alarm. We, as in me and Davey, are sitting on the hood of the hummer well the boys are wrestling in empty grown over lot. I lie back on the hood and blow a kiss towards the stars before his head hovers above me "I thought those were for me." I smirk "ohh, some ones jealous." he glares at me "careful babe." I laugh "or what, you gonna punish me?" he smiles and leans down next to my ear, practically laying on me "in ways you wouldn't believe." he whispers.
"I know your desperate man, but come on, watching you could turn a panther white." suddenly says a voice right next to my other ear. Startled I turn to see Jade with a huge grin, along with the others, all dirty and tousled from their fun.
I roll into a sitting position and hop off the hood and jab my finger at him playfully "what's wrong, can't share your boyfriend for a night?" Hunter and Adam get all "oohh" and Jade smirks "well damn, there goes my rep. hmm; maybe I could make this work." I laugh "yeah I know someone at the tabloids, there taking applications for up coming gay rockers." he laughs "perfect. Do you know how much they pay?" I laugh and shake my head is Davey slips off the hood "ya know, those places usually what a tape or pic, if were doing this can I where my dress?" I frown "only if its got sequins." he nods "done." he scoops me up quickly "come on Jade, were making a movie" he says over his shoulder as he carries me toward the hummers back seat.
Flash forward to a camera shop parking lot with Davey inside bartering over a hand held, while the rest of us are leaning against the hummer joking about, with me enjoying a cherry sucker.
The guy behind the counter is showing him one with a light on top for filming dark time activities. The others are talking to a pair of girls from the tattoo parlor next door, trying to have them join our little group.
Davey makes a huge gesture and leans over the counter looking somewhat upset, probably over a price.
The guys congratulate them selves as the girls; Manny and Jean agree to hang with us.
Davey finishes business with a few words and hurries out the door toward us with the camera in his hand, already filming sporadically. He fixes his camera on the others one by one, giving them each there own odd intros, then gets to me, "and this ugly duck here isn't really with us, she just thinks she is." I put on a retarded smile and wave at the camera with a slurred "hi" he stops on the other to and gives them one.
Jade snatches one of their suckers is she goes to pop it in her mouth and a game of catch ensues. I sit back and watch them until Jade races by my pursued and snatches my sucker. I look at him for a second wide-eyed then smirk and join the chase. Hunter and I catch him and pin him down is he tries to keep the suckers out of our reach. I tickle him and he shrieks, tossing the suckers unexpectedly.
I watch in slow motion is mine gets closer to dirt, then a hand appears under and catches it right above the ground. I follow the hand up to the face of Davey, who is holding it in hand "just so you know this thing is stuck to my hand now." he jokes. I get up and walk over to him. "Nice catch" I say is I reach for it.
He pulls his hand out of my reach. I frown at him and reach for it again, and get the same action. I pout and tilt my head at him, to which he just smiles. I reach for it again; standing on my tiptoes to reach it is he holds it over his head. I meet his gaze irritated and try once again before he pops it in his mouth with a triumphant smirk, right before I give him quick kiss. Before I can pull away he wraps his arm around me and deepens the kiss, after removing the sucker obstruction. I go with it, even as I see him raise the camera to catch it.
Flash ahead again and its almost dawn, the girls are gone and the boys are out like a butt of a cigarette. Davey and I are on a couch, watching really late night TV or early morning, depending on your view. Anyways it's on mute and we are supplying the voices. It's some political debate. For the presidents, neither of who seem good for the job but whatever.
The camera pans over a tight faced old lady with a serious wow factor in the negative spectrum whispering to someone. "hello, excuse me, I know you don't know who I am but I haven't been touched in years, so could you check and make sure everything works down there?" says Davey in an old cracked woman voice.
I pick up for the guy in a Mickey mouse voice "sure gorgeous, just let me find a pencil, do you want the eraser or the point?" he laughs "the point please." the camera moves back to the candidates "hey man do you see that, its so hot." I insert for the short one. The other shakes his head "is that all you think about, were fighting for a country here man." adds Davey. "Yeah I know but I haven't seen grandma go at it like this since my birthdays?" Davey chuckles "what! She fucked people on your birthday, man I am so sorry." I pick up "what no man, she was fucking me, best sex I ever had, ever had one with a false leg?" the other one nods "yeah, my dog Betser." Davey chokes back a laugh at that one.
"Okay new subject kissing." I say, noticing the flash in his eyes. "You go first I have to fix my pants." I shake my head "chick named Bob, she was hung like a horse." davey looks at me a bit nervous, probably wondering where that came from "man, that's just wrong, all you got was a kiss?" the guy nods "I do have some morals after all, besides my wife is for that." I laugh really hard and almost choke on my gum. Davey laughs at me is I catch my breath.
I glare at him is I get up for a glass of water. I don't make it far though because he grabs me and pins me under him on the couch. He has my wrist lightly in one hand above my head. I glare at him "you really need to work on your social skills lover." he gets this dark look in his eyes and leans closer "social skills are for school boys." I frown playfully "really, does that go for school girls to?" he laughs "defiantly." I smirk "well okay then." right before I kiss him hotly. He leans into the kiss with a moan that makes me smile.
He pulls back slightly "so what happened to socials skill?" I meet his dark eyes "do I look like a school girl to you?" he contemplates that for a second "with the right clothes, it could be possible." I laugh, "then I guess I have to convince you other wise, wont I?" we meet in another deep kiss. I am really into it so I don't notice the floorboard creak; right up until the light from the TV disappears.
Glancing without breaking the kiss I catch a glimpse of a hand with a can of whip cream. Before I can react we are attack by a flying stream of white goop. Davey hops off me and we both go after Hunter. I yell at him that this better not ruin my clothes or I will kill him more."
I notice Adam filming this from a safe distance and scoop a glob of it from my sleeve and start chasing him. He passes the camera of to Jade, who sets it just right on the table and retreats into the kitchen.
I catch Adam and smear his face up as Jade returns from the kitchen with a bottle of chocolate sauce and one of cherry, and runs straight my way. I get to my feet and get behind a table, and we play ring around for a second before he goes under the table. I go to jump over it but get caught by Davey and they all gang up on me with their bottles of sugary goop.
fun ends when the bottles are empty, and we all are covered in sticky mess. We are all sitting around still covered in stuff watching cartoons, not caring that we might end up sticking to the furniture. I notice a glob of cherry on Davey's cheek and go with the impulse to lick it off. The guys get all ohh like and me next, which makes davey all possessive, which is so cool. "Back off boys" he says is he points an empty bottle at them and wraps an arm around me "this ones mine."
I play insulted "oh really, and what gave you that idea?" he quirks a brow at me "what if I like Jadey better." the Jadey in question frowns at the cutsified version of his name but lets it slide is I squirm out of Davey's grasp and scoot next to him. He wipes a glob of whip cream off my ear and pops it in his mouth.
davey hovers above me, arms crossed 'then Ill just have to show you that I am time much better spent." with that he grabs me off the couch all bride style and rushes me toward the bathroom, I can hear Jade call after us is the door closes "hey Davey need some help with that." to which he says "no, got it covered" Jade pouts "come on man she tastes good."
then the door goes click. He sets me on the sink like a doll and locks the door behind us, promising all kinds of naughty things. He turns back toward me with a devilish grin across his gorgeous face is he leans in and rest his hands on the sink on either side of my hips. "think he meant it?" he creases his brow in slight confusion "you know 'come on man she tastes good.'?" he lowers his head and chuckles "I think that you shouldn't be thinking about him so much, but yes he probably did, he has a thing for sweets." I cross my arms "I am not sweet." he laughs at my remark right before he kisses me hotly, yet briefly.
I watch is he sits down on the side of the tub "let's talk." I look at him wide eyed, I mean, we were just making out, alone in a locked bathroom, and he says lets talk, for Christ sakes he sounds like someone's dad doing that. "Yeah, repeat that please." he laughs softly "talking, that thing were you tell me about yourself, you do know how to do that don't you?" I glare a slap in his direction and mumble "dove and grasshoppers." he furrows his brow and I raise my hand "don't ask." he gets this look but lets it go.
I slide of the sink and notice that my skirt stuck a little. It doesn't go unnoticed by him either. I look over my shoulder and see a reddish brown ass print on the polished stone. I try not to laugh. I sit down next to him on the tub. "What could you possibly want to know then?" he gets this big grin "aside from is I can lick the sink, you would be nice."
I shrug, ill give him the typical want add size briefing "okay then, you got my name, I'm 23 1/6 yrs, I don't think you need a description since you can see me, I live alone in a giant closet with a bathroom, and I work at that cheap diner. Anything else?"
he rubs his chin "hmm, clearly the patient has trouble communicating, some trust issues, and a minimal sex life, I know just the thing for her." he says in a psychologist like tone right before he turns on the faucet.
He rises to his feet and rummages thru a cupboard, mumbling in the same tone until he finds what he is looking for. he whirls around a bit to quickly and wobbles slightly is he moves over to the tub and dumps a bunch on what turns out to be bubbles in.
I look at the growing mass of sparkling suds, then at him "oh no, no way." he closes in on me "davey no, this out fits dry clean, and I am wearing boots." he pulls me toward the tub with a smile "ill buy you new ones." he scoops me up is I try to wiggle free, and he steps into the tub.
He dunks me under the mass of bubbles. I come up soaking wet and glare at him, then pull him down and roll us in the slippery tub so he is on the bottom. He comes up and splashes me in the face "oh your so gonna get it" I hiss is I wipe my face, and get another splash.
It turns into an all out water war, until the entire bathroom is tripping and we our both laughing.
I am shaking the water out of my boots and stuffing a towel in them in the hopes of saving them. Davey is scrubbings his hair free of condiment under the water, splashing everywhere. He pops his head and whips his tangled locks back, with his eye shadow running down his cheeks. I laugh and wipe his face clean.
"Your turn" he says and pulls me down into the water, where he ravages my hair for a second before I fight his hands away. "Look boy, if your going to do this then do it right." he salutes me "yes ma'am." I laugh and turn on my butt so my back is to him and let him wash my hair.
"So did my treatment plan work?" he asks is he distractingly runs his fingers thru my hair. "Hmm, leys see, we are communicating, and I trust you with my precious hair, which by the way you haven't pulled once, good job, but you left one thing out." I can hear the amusement in his voice "and want would that be?" I feign thought for a second "hmm I seem to recall you mentioning something about my sex life." he plants a kiss on my lips and leans us back in the tub "I did didn't I?"
I am about to answer when I hear a knock on the door, followed by a child like voice "damn it man hurry up I gotta piss so bad." it sounds like Jade "is that you sweetie." I say jokingly "honey you can me whatever you want is long is you get out of there before I piss on the plant." I grimace and look at Davey "I think he is serious." he throws his hands up in defeat and starts into a speech about the injustice of this but I cut him off with a kiss and get out of the tub.
I skim the suds of my hair well davey shakes his head like a dogs, spraying suds every where. I dig thru the cupboards for towels and find plush robes instead. Peeling off my wet sticky clothes I slip it on, ignoring Davey's wolfish grin. He does the same and kicks them in a pile is I open the door. Jade rushes in and is unzipping his pants before the door closes.
The others are on the couch playing video games. Hunter glances at me then smiles and turns to Adam, who is frowning, and then he rummages through his pocket and hands Hunter a ten. I roll my eyes understand what it is. They made a bet that davey got laid. I walk up to Hunter and take the ten from him and give it back to Adam "no it didn't." he drops his jaw "what, oh come on, your a wet and naked!?, you guys... come on... damn it." he digs thru his pocket and passes Adam a twenty. I smile at Adam "good choice"
Hunter grumbles briefly then notices us going toward the bedroom and immediately starts striking another bet. Adam glances at me and I give him a nod is we disappear around the corner.
The sun is shining thru the window and I glance at the clock and see it is nine in the morning. "Fucking hell!" I glance at him "looks like Adams gonna get richer." he crosses his arms "whys that kid?" I slip under the covers "because I am going to get some sleep."
he quirks his brow at me "how much?" I think for a moment "5 hours at least." he smirks "four" I glare at him "3 3/4" "3 1/2" he counters "3, no lower." he thinks on it for a second "deal" he starts to crawl under the covers when I shake my head
"I said sleep, not sleep with you." he crosses his arms "you are in my bed you know?" I smile innocently "yes and I am sure you will be a gentleman and give up your bed for Me." he looks down at me and laughs "and what possibly gave you that idea?" I just smile brightly at him.
He launches himself toward the bed and I try to escape his grasp, but he catches me and cages me between his limbs. "What do you say to a compromise?" I ask playfully "that this is my room so I make the rules." I laugh "ohh I love it when your all tough like, its so cute." he closes his eyes and shakes his head "lets pretend you didn't just call me cute okay." he cuts off my reply with a kiss that could melt a glacier at mach10. We stay lip locked until he has to pull back for air "your still cute." he huffs in frustration "okay that's it, now you're in trouble." I laugh "bring it on big guy."
he kisses me again, doing magnifico things with his tongue. One of his hands slips around to the nape of my neck, and the other runs its fingers against my thigh, his girl like nails scraping my sensitive skin making me shiver slightly. His hand slips past the hem of the robe up my side, taking the fabric with it of course. His smooth fingers glide across my hip toward my waist, but don't quit make it that far. I stop for breath and he moves his lips to my neck.
"You know Adams going to lose the bet." I feel him chuckle against my skin "that's my plan, but you are proving to be whether difficult." I laugh and whisper in his ear "I live to disobey" is I blow a kiss there. I feel him growl deep in his chest at that and smile.
He slips both his hands to my hips and pulls me to his. The robe between us is doing little to hide his not so little. I sigh at the feeling is his mouth moves lower down my body. I arch into him with a deep gasp is he pulls my girl into his mouth, doing godly things to it. I hold his head there, because I will be damned if he suddenly decides to stop.
His free hand is making sure the other one doesn't get jealous and start a riot. Feeling that it is terribly unfair that I am all petted and he not I return the favor. Pulling his head from my well kept babies I roll us over so he is underneath me. He gets this smug look but I touch his lips to keep him silent and slide down his body a little, watching with great pleasure is he closes his eyes in a silent sigh. I admire his flaming heart tattoo is I lean in to return the favor, licking teasingly at the two flesh pebbles on his chest.
I nip at one leaving brief teeth marks, making him shudder slightly with a deep growl right before he grabs me by the arms and rolls me back under him. I laugh in surprise and manage to say "impatient aren't we?" before he catches me in a heated kiss, and this one is ten times more heated then anything previous. I swear I can feel it in my fucking toes!
I vaguely register him adjust him self between my legs before I lose the ability to think. I wrap my arms around his back is I suddenly feel weightless, you know that disembodied shit everyone talks about, ya that. I cry softly is he fills me slowly, a good cry thou, probably the best kind. Desperate to touch is much of him is possible I pull him tightly to me. He buries his head against my neck then everything seems to fade away, like in a dream, and all I can think is his name.