5 Times She Said Yes & 1 Time She Didn't Chapter 1, a step up fanfic

Hey everyone! I have been M.I.A. mainly because I finished college and got married, so I'm allowed to be gone a while! I've missed writing Coose stories and reading all the other authors great stories has inspired me to come back :) This will be a multi-chapter one-shot fanfic so look for more to come! This is one of the more… "saucy" one-shots, so you have been forewarned. Fluffy Cam and Moose will be back next one-shot. Enjoy, I missed ya'll!

-Allure

A Million Times Yes

Winning The Vortex and their 3 year contract at Caesar's Palace excited and bonded the two crews more than ever. New couples formed, new friendships formed, but even better, an old yet still strong couple became even stronger.

After partying until about 2 a.m., everyone stumbled drunkenly to their rooms bidding good night until a celebratory, and slightly hungover, breakfast in the morning. It would be fun to concentrate on the new couples such as Sean and Andie, who tried to take it slow and only shared a few passionate kisses throughout the night. Or, Chad and Violet who found a dark corner whenever they could to attack each other's faces. But it was an established pair of almost 5 years that was giving the honeymoon phase couples a run for their money.

The two didn't even make it to the after parties, but instead, found some unfinished business to attend to. As the confetti fell from the ceiling, the music boomed through the walls, and the Grim Knights sulked in the corner, Camille beamed up at Moose as he gave her the same wide smile.

"I just realized something!" She basically yelled in his face.

"What?!" He replied. She pulled him down by his neck so her pink lips were touching his ear.

"We made up but we never had makeup sex." She tried to whisper, but over the music, it came out as a shout/whisper.

Moose was shocked at first by her brazen boldness to say that in a crowd full of people. But as soon as his brain recovered, it caught up to his "little" brain, and suddenly remembered how good they were at makeup sex (which for them, really happened about twice a year). Also, hot Camille looked in that leather mini-skirt and tank.

He didn't even need to speak, the mischievous grin on his face spoke volumes. He took her by the hand and pushed through the close crowd of people. Camille couldn't help but blush when Andie gave a knowing eye roll.

Minutes later Moose was pushing the elevator button vigorously, trying not to let his pent up sexual frustration start making out with Camille right there in the lobby. Camille was somewhat satisfied with his reaction to one minimal suggestion. Less than 48 hours ago she was doubting his loyalty and now the heat of his desire was basically palpitating from his body. When the door finally dinged open, he swiftly pulled her into the empty elevator. As soon as the doors closed, he was on her.

His lips were hot on hers and his hands weren't timid– one was halfway up her skirt and the other was pushing her back into the elevator wall. When she was fully flushed against the hard surface she hooked her arms around his neck and hitched her left leg up to fasten around his waist as he ran his hand up her slender leg to massage her backside. The frantic sounds of pleasure escaping from their joined lips made the monotone elevator music fade out.

Miraculously one of Cam's brain cells was still working and she tore her lips apart from Moose's.

"Moose did you-"

"Mhmm, I did. They're in the hotel room." He quickly replied and went back to caressing her.

"What?" She asked breathlessly.

"Condoms, they're in the hotel room." His lips moved down her neck. "Chad gave me some to put in my bag because he had too many in his. TSA said his suitcase was overweight."

Camille cringed. "Not that Moose. I meant did you push what floor we were going to?"

Moose looked behind him and saw all the elevator lights were dark and the lift had yet to move. He quickly pushed 14 and the elevator kicked into action. Moose turned back to her with a sheepish smile. Camille shook her head with playful disbelief and chuckled.

"Guess I was focused on something else." Camille proactively took his hand and ran it back up her leg slowly to its original place on her butt. She maintained eye contact with him the whole time, even when she seductively flicked his lower lip with her tongue.

"Don't lose focus now." If that wasn't a certified Moose turn on, he didn't know what was.

"Oh, I'm very good at staying on task."

And stay on task he did. Later, Camille was a moaning, writhing, heart pounding, gasping for air mess. Moose kissed his way from her inner thigh to just above her belly button. With the luxurious white sheets laying atop his frizzy curls, he asked, "Am I forgiven?"

Camille wiped the bangs sticking to her glistening forehead away and placed a hand on her heaving chest. "Yes. A million times yes." And with that answer, he gave a goofy, gratified grin. The next morning at breakfast Moose and Camille bore the telling looks and obscene jokes from the crew with pride. They'd take some old fashioned "whipped" jokes from the twins and kissing noises from Monster and Hair if being together was the prize.

*Fin*

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Until next time,

Allure