"PIPER!"

My hands move to my tool belt as I slip the hammer back into the hammer loop, dropping the remaining nails into one of the smaller pouches. Turning, I look over my shoulder slightly. Shaking my head at Piper. I don't know where she is, but Piper has long since given up on helping me, wandering off to who knows where. "Piper! Would you come in here please?"

I know that there will be changes that I need to make. It is Piper after all; something will need adjusting. Or completely replacing. I turn back, staying on the ladder waiting for an observant Piper to come in and tell me what I have done wrong. I look up, I'm proud of the job I have done. My DIY skills look much better from my point of view than I know they will of Piper's. Plus I quite like the addition of the tool belt, too. It makes me feel handy.

On that thought, I hear Piper enter the kitchen. I glance over my shoulder. Her eyes go immediately to the carpenter pouch slung low across my hips. A sly smile creeps onto her face as she looks from the leather wrapped around my waist to my breasts to my face. "Yes Alex." As much as she tries, Piper is not pulling off innocent.

I motion to the curio shelf Piper bought a few weeks ago that she has yet to put up. "Is this where you want the shelf?"

I look back to her as she glances back up to the cabinet. But her eyes don't stop there as she is drawn back to my hips and a devilish smile adorns her face. I watch the small motions that she does with raised eyebrows, she licks her lips without flicking her eyes back up to my new found DIY skills, nodding. "Perfect."

"Piper," my voice takes on a warning tone. She isn't paying any attention to the shelf, just focusing on the tool belt around my hips. I know all too well what she thinking, but I also know Piper and what she is like. I'm not giving in. "Once I get down, the shelf is permanent. I'm not getting back up here because you can't stop looking at how hot I look in a tool belt."

She gives me one of her familiar mock frowns, her tongue runs across her lips again. Nodding her head in approval as she speaks again, "But you do look sexy. Scrumptious. Delicious." I arch my eyebrow, smirking at that the grin that followed her statement.

This woman is a devil, but she thinks she can play innocent.

I walk into the kitchen and the first thing I am greeted with is Alex. Fuck. She is wearing a tight fitting tank top, short shorts, and a tool belt. And she wants me to decide if where she put the shelf is okay. I bite on my lip at the sight of Alex. Damn she looks so hot. I don't give a damn where she hung the shelf. It's perfect where it is. I have other things to things to think about. Other things that need a once over. Alex. I can tell her hat needs fixing. She's perfect.

I suck my lip into my mouth, biting it. I can't resist. I step forward, absorbing the full beauty of Alex, with the urge to touch her long pale legs. I run my hands up from her bare ankles to her calves to her knees. I pause there; the back of her knees are sensitive. I take advantage, leaning in to kiss the side of her knees, teasing just so much with my tongue.

"Piper!" Her voice has that almost irritated tone to it. But the raspy pitch is wobbly that can only be from the sensations from my touch. She wants me. I'm going to snap her right out of that mood. I run my tongue up the inside of her leg, reaching up and grabbing the buckle to her tool belt. I tug gently, not wanting to throw Alex of balance. "Damn it Piper. Once I get down, I'm not coming back up here to correct the placement." She is hot when she is serious. That turns me on some more.

Plastering the biggest Piper-smile I have on my face, I take advantage of an unsteady Alex. I pull

again so that Alex is now sitting on the cabinet. I kick the step stool out of the way. It simply clangs over, echoing in the kitchen as I giggle.

"Smooth Piper."

"But Alex… you look so hot." I run my hands along her thigh, fiddling with the broad leather strap of the tool belt. "I'm trying to think of other things around my apartment that need your handy touch…" I work the strap loose, kissing on her collar bone. "Just so I can watch you." I run my tongue up her neck, nipping at her ear. "I merely can't think of anything right now." My free hand runs inside her inner thigh, close to her center as I finally release the tool belt so it falls off her hips onto the counter. I shove it back with my hands, she raises slightly from the counter as I dig into her ass with my fingers. Her long, slender pale legs instinctively wrap around, pulling me into her.

This girl is driving me crazy. Her body pressed between my thighs as I wrap my legs around her. Pulling her in as much as I can, my hands come to cup her cheeks and guide her head to look at me. "You're a bad girl Piper Chapman." She looks at me so innocently, fluttering her eyebrows. A devil in disguise. But she knows just how easily I give into her. Those dazzling blue eyes. She started something and now we have to finish. I lower my head, nuzzling my nose against her as I kiss her on the lips. "You never told me…" I trail a line of kisses along her jaw, to her neck. "Just how good the shelf looks." My lips move back against her, as hover over hers. She tries her hardest for them to connect, but I keep full control of this. Whispering a very soft "No" as I pull back from her need. My lips parted so she can feel the warmth of my breath against our lips such inches apart. "Tell me Piper. What do you want?"

"You."

I know she does. But this is my opportunity to tease. Take charge of a situation that Piper starts. Making her want and need. I moan against her lips as I allow them to make contact with mine only briefly as she tries her hardest to take charge of the kiss. My teeth bite onto her lower lip and I hear the whimper that leaves her mouth and I grin. I run my tongue to soothe the area as I pull back. Moving my hand to her breast. I feel her hardened nipples through the thin material. At the unexpected touch, her head throws back and her neck stretches, revealing new exposed skin to my withering touch. I move my head to kiss her neck, sucking and biting as the soft moans continue to escape her mouth. She allows me the extra space to kiss. Her head tilting. Her hands find the way into my shorts. Again fighting for control she won't get.

She gasps as her hands never break contact from my skin, but with the realization that I am only wearing shorts. My raspy laugh vibrates against her neck as I pull back. My finger lifts her chin. I plant a firm kiss against her lips and shake my head. "We have work to do."

I laugh as she sighs heavily. Resting her head against my shoulder in a huff. "Al."

"Pipes."

"Don't start something you can't finish."

"Exactly Piper. We have a shelf to do." She walked into that one.

"Alex?"

"Hm?"

I take her hands to stop her from shuffling away from me, kissing on the inside of her wrist. "Are you telling me that you are choosing work over me?"

She reaches for my face again, placing a soft kiss against my lips. "I'm telling you not to start something you can't finish."

I look at the smug grin on her face as she mimics my words with a proud laugh. I push on her shoulder gently, pulling her further into me. I take her hand under my oversized shirt, the only item of clothing that is keeping my bare skin hidden. Placing it against my breast as I know she can't refrain. The buttons are low and I look up to her face as she caresses my breast. "Are you sure you can resist?"

Her gaze flicks down to my cleavage that is visible through the low cut buttoned shirt that I am wearing. She kisses between my breasts and then my neck. Circling around my nipple as I guide her back to look at me. "Who is giving in now?"

She shakes her head, removing her hand from under my shirt moving to undo the buttons that keep us parted. "Not me." Her mouth finds my breast as her tongue circles. Kissing underneath as she teases me. For a girl that wants to go back to the shelf, her actions are telling me different.

I place my own hand under her shirt. My cold hand contacting the warmth of her breast causes a gasp to leave Alex's mouth as I mirror her actions. As she places kisses on each breast, I take the opportunity to pull up her tank top. She raises her arms as I remove her from it. Throwing it carelessly behind me. My hand finds the back of her neck as I push her mouth towards me. We meet in a slow and soft kiss, a rhythm forming between us. Our tongues move together; I deepen the kiss as the heat grows between us. The want and the need. The grip of her legs tighten around me as she pushes me in, closer to her causing me to bite on her lip and her moan into my mouth.

I graze my teeth down her skin. Following my trace with my tongue against her neck. I can hear her moan in my ear and it encourages me further. "Pipes." Her voice is barely audible through the pleasures that she feels as I work my way to her breast. Taking full ownership. "Hm." Just as she is about to speak again, I bite down on her skin and her body jolts into me. Pushing her breasts further into my mouth, pinching her nipple with my free hand. "We..." "We have to finish the shelf."

I respond by running my middle finger down her torso, across her core and to the inner of her thigh. Tugging on the strings to the waistband of her shorts. Our lips meet again as we kiss. A slow pace as we savor the taste of each other, the pleasure of our kisses as our lips connect together. As we increase the pace, I slip my hands into her shorts. Cupping her mound as my palm of my hand drowns in her wetness. I rub my thumb over her clit, circling figure eight strokes as she bucks at my touch.

I trace my finger between her folds, gathering her wetness as I run my finger to her mouth. Allowing Alex to taste herself as my finger strokes the bottom of her lip. She licks my finger to suck on the tip as my free hand takes to her shorts. Taking the waistband as I push them down her legs. She lifts herself as she gives way to my actions. The shorts falling neglectfully onto the floor.

"Alex."

"Yeah?"

"Come closer."

As she shuffles towards me and the edge of the counter, I take advantage of the opportunity, parting her legs for better access as I raise her left leg to my shoulder. I kiss her breasts and then back to her lips. Our kiss is frantic and needing and our tongues collide together as we deepen the pace of our kiss and the heat emerges between us. Our lips find a perfect sync and I can hear her faint moans that send sensations throughout me. Damn she sounds so good. Her sounds give me the urge to go on. I run my fingers along her thigh, continuing the kiss before I insert them. One hand on her thigh and the other building a pace within her as I thrust in and out slowly as she adjusts to me. Her hips bucking at the sudden touch as I press my thumb to her clit. As I work the clit, her chest arches forward as I capture them with my mouth. My tongue running across her nipple as I suck. I build my pace within in. Thrusting in and out of her harder and deeper. As she moans breathlessly and urges me to continue. To quicken the pace within. I release her breast.

Capturing her mouth into a slowly kiss. Focusing purely on where she is most sensitive as I move in and out of her. Pressing as she bites down on my lip, I know she is enjoying this. Coming closer to her orgasm as her walls clench tighter and around my fingers. Making my access difficult as I thrust further and harder into her. Looking to Alex with her head pressed against the upper cabinet and her eyes closed. Her chest rises and falls, and damn she looks so good. Continuing to work against the spot she finally comes undone. Followed with a breathless "fuck". I slow down my pace, moving my focus back to her clit. I allow her to gather her breath before I pick up the movements circling her clit. Her head keeps back against the wall, her eyes close as she bites down on her own lip silencing her moans.

Before I know it our bodies lay with our backs pressed against the cold kitchen wall. Side by side as we breathe in and out gathering our breaths. We lay in silence. I close my eyes as I smile to myself. Thinking of these moments.

"Hey Al."

"Yeah?"

"Remember that time on the chest freezer?"

I hand Piper the little wooden shoes we got in Holland. Our souvenirs are always small but we try to represent where we've been on our trips. For example, last summer we went to Nicaragua on a whim. Piper picked up a beautiful reed woven bowl in which to serve bread. The pottery there was amazing, and of course Piper wanted a clay bowl as well. We found some incredible little miniatures that were identical to the larger ones, so she was well satisfied with the tiny one which suited our shelf better. I relented, as I always do when it comes to Piper and let her get several miniatures including a cute little bus which had natives hanging off of it as they balanced woven bowls of fruit and market items on their heads.

"Here Pipes." I hand Piper the Berlin coffee mug we bought on our first trip together. It is a super cool black and white relief mug of the Berlin wall around the mug. The words Berlin, Germany and

Berline, Deutschland are printed on the inside lip.

I look down to Piper waiting for her to take the mug. Laughing as she frowns to me and shaking her head. I arch my eyebrow at her actions, she refuses to take the coffee mug. "I use that almost every day Alex."

I look at the mug, tracing the hairline crack with my finger. Okay, so I'm sentimental about it. "Piper, there is a hairline fracture in it. I fear that the heat from coffee and tea will cause the crack to expand and break." I look to Piper and she is still frowning. Not taking what I said seriously and the sentimental value that the mug has for me. "Piper it was the first thing we ever bought for our collection."

"Alex I'm not putting the mug on the shelf. I use it. It reminds me of our first trip."

"We'll just have to agree to disagree then."

I put the mug back in the cabinet with the regular mugs but try to hide it behind the rest to keep it safe. Over the next few weeks it becomes somewhat of a game. I put the mug on the shelf. She is drinking out of it the next day. I just don't want it to break.

I know Piper will be forever arranging and rearranging the trinkets. I think it's how she relives the vacations.

Alex helps with putting the knick knacks onto the shelf. Although she attempted to hand me the mug from Berlin, something that that I use every day. That crack has been there since we unwrapped it after we got back. It's not fragile. It's my favorite mug; my favorite souvenir. We both think different about its value; I use it to remind me of that memory. Of Berlin, our first vacation together. I always think of Alex when I use it, it gives me comfort

I make quick work of putting our souvenirs onto the shelf. With a few debates with Alex about what should go where and that we should put the mug on display, we finally finished. Don't start something you can't finish, another task done. It had been a difficult process trying to stop myself from devouring Alex for another time, the long legs and the exposed skin as she reached to play individual items on to our newly fitted shelf.

Finally, I gave in to temptation as I dragged Alex to our bedroom. We had to prepare for our evening out. With just enough time to get ready and to drain in the beauty of Alex as we shared a shower together.

I can't pull my eyes from Alex as she pulls a navy blue dress over her pale skin and lace underwear. She looks so good but I promised I would be on my best behavior. Damn I can't wait for this night to be over. For me on the other hand, I don't find it that easy to decide. Much to Alex's humor as she finally selects a dress from one of the three I have been struggling to decide between. A white dress that compliments Alex, with navy blue shoes. It wasn't something that we planned, but definitely something that Alex had considered in the selecting. Although, she tries to convince me she is not a sap.

Luckily, through the stealing of kisses and the squeezing of Alex's butt during the process of getting ready, we are on time. With minutes to spare, just enough to grab a quick kiss before Alex whisks me off for our night out and to meet our friends; Nicki and Lorna.

I would say I timed that perfectly. Enough time to enjoy how hot my girlfriend looks in that tight fitting dress, hugging all of the right places. Everything happens in threes. Maybe I am in for a lucky night.

The Beat is packed tonight, and we are lucky to get seats. We spread apart to try to reserve room for Nicky and Lorna who are late, as usual. We each have our feet kicked up on a stool, daring anyone to challenge us for the extra seats. It's obvious we are saving them.

Whilst waiting for Nicky and Lorna, it doesn't take much to convince Alex to get started as we mingle with others nearby. Rounds of shots continuously come in as we start a drinking game, the last to down has to drink a whiskey chaser. It's a slow start for me as I find myself drinking numerous amounts of them. I am feeling light headed, but great as I pick my pace and adapt to the game. So much so that I beat knocking back a shot before Alex has finished hers.

The game soon fades as they go back to their friendship group. I enjoy my time with Alex as I pull her between my legs and kiss her hard. Our tongues battle with each other then we are disturbed by a loud smack that is placed on Alex's bum. We pull apart only to be greeted by none other than Nicky.

Now the fun has started.

"Three." I drain a third of my beer. "Let's talk about the number three. Some people say that bad things happen in three's but I beg to differ. The Three Little Pigs!"

Nicky raises her glass, "a three ring circus."

"Three Musketeers," Lorna chimes in. "Although chocolate doesn't really go with beer.

"How about Three Billy Goats Gruff?" Alex leans into me.

I feel myself wobbling slightly. "See, all in threes which are much funnier that way. Three blind mice!"

"Three sheets to the wind."

Everyone laughs as Nicky pushes my shoulder. I'm not that drunk, am I? I cover my mouth to suppress the beer escaping from my belly. "So from here on out, I declare my penchant for the number three! Long live the three! Come on Alex, let's dance."

I head out to the dance floor, knowing that Alex will follow when she finishes her beer. I spin around and around to the point of being dizzy, unbalanced. Without warning, hands find my hips, supporting me, steadying me. A body matches my motions. Wait this doesn't feel right. It feels different. This woman behind me feels taller than Alex. Gyrating around, my eyes skim over her, taking in her platinum blonde hair, a short bob, shaved on one side. Where is Alex? This woman is indeed taller than Alex which is a feat in itself. Her eyes are closed as she moves against me, so I just dance.

Then I feel a more familiar body behind me. It's amazing how recognizable someone can become over a period of time. This is Alex. She presses against my back, her hips grinding into mine. The taller blonde senses another presence and opens her eyes, slight confusion since she had already claimed this dance. Yet Alex is behind me, claiming my body. I am not sure what Alex did, but the woman moves in even more closely – as does Alex. Now it is the two of them dancing as I am simply moving along. I watch their glazes lock as the blonde leans over my shoulder and locks lips with Alex. I am stunned as Alex kisses back, puts her arm around the blonde, pulls her into us both and kisses back.

I cannot tear my eyes from them. The kiss is brief but fuck is it ever hot. Alex breaks the kiss and looks down at me. She moves her hips into me, hard as she whispers into my ear. "Didn't you just declare your penchant for three?" As the blonde moves to kiss Alex again, Alex pulls back and guides the woman's mouth to mine. I'm afraid. Is this how Alex took my conversation? I don't want Alex to leave, so I reach behind me and grab her pants leg, encouraging her to dance against me. My other hand pulls the blonde's face further into mine. Gawd I'm wet. I'm so going to fuck Alex when we get home. This woman is kissing me but all I'm thinking of is fucking Alex.

Piper tears away from the blonde and twists around to face me. She hungrily attacks my mouth, kissing me hard. I rip my mouth from hers with a sly grin and spin her hips around to face the tall blonde again. I lean back into her mouth and whisper. "Kiss her." And she does.

The blonde becomes bolder which each passing song. While she attempts to kiss me, I make it clear that the focus is on Piper. The three of us dance two more songs before Piper is ready to move off the dance floor. As I'm walking off, the blonde grabs my neck to pull me in for one last fierce kiss. She whispers into my ear and tucks a card into my pocket. I saunter over to the table where my fresh drink awaits.

Piper stands between my legs. "What did she say Al?" Despite the extra attention Piper had been given, she wants to know more.

"She wants to come home with us."