Well of course "something" happens in this chapter. So much fun to write! Enjoy!
"Shit, shit, shit!" whispered Dawson fiercely.
"We didn't do anything. Let's just head down, explain everything." The pounding in Severide's head was making him grumpy, or grumpier than usual. He grabbed Dawson's hand to lead her out.
"Don't touch my hand!" Gabby scream whispered again. "We are not 'just heading down.' This looks bad, like we did do something. Shay's gonna freak out."
Dawson ran to the closet moving to the very back behind a bunch of clothes. Unbelievable, she thought. Haven't done this since high school when I put my secret boyfriend in my closet when the folks came home early. Unbelievable, she thought again.
"Get out of the closet," whispered Kelly peering in and not seeing a trace of her.
Shay knocked at the door. "You in there, Kel? I wanna say sorry for last night. C'mon, let me in."
Severide opened the door rubbing his head, sure he looked like hell in the same clothes as yesterday.
"Eww, you smell like a brewery! Well, it looks like you had a good time without me," Shay laughed noticing the clothes, the look of a splitting headache in her roommate's eyes. "I'm so sorry. Sis called with another boy drama. I may have to spend a few days with her. Ugh! But how was it? Did you and Casey get drunk?"
"Casey bailed on me. Thanks a lot by the way. Three mature women surrounded me sensing fresh meat, so, yeah thanks a lot for making me go." Kelly folded his arms but had a grin on his face temporarily forgetting his headache.
It had been the best time he'd had in a long while, getting drunk with Dawson, no pressure of anyone expectin' anything, just like two dudes getting together...except for that hot little body. Kelly shook his head getting that vision out of his brain.
"God, sounds horrible." Shay had such plans for the night and realized she failed her best friend miserably.
"Uh, Dawson rescued me." She's in the damn closet, he thought.
"Really? Man, she must've been disappointed with Casey's early bail. How lame. How'd she rescue you? Details."
"Uh, she scared off the old gals, and we kinda got drunk."
Shut up Severide, Gabby willed from the closet. It was more than strange eavesdropping on the two. She always wondered what the dynamic was like behind closed doors. Obviously, nothing she told Shay was off limits.
"No way! You and Dawson?"
"Uh, yeah. It was kinda like getting drink with one of the guys, like Mouch or somethin'."
"Mouch! Haha!" Shay was snorting with laughter. "No, but I am really glad you two had fun. She needed it as much as you. With Mills out of the picture, you know she's missing that hot sex, just going home alone every night. Hey, you two didn't?"
"God, Shay, no! Just drinkin', talkin' that's it. It was a good night though."
"Aw, my two best friends are friends. Bring a tear to my eye," teased Shay wrapping Kelly's arm around her and kissing his cheek. "Ooh, not to add to the massive headache you have, but Chief's been calling everyone to come in. Some flu's going around, so check your phone. Take a shower. You're stinky. I'm gonna text Dawson to see what she says about last night. Love you!" She was out the door before Kelly could respond.
He glanced at his phone, yep, called into shift by Boden.
"Oh, hell no! I'm like Mouch! Really?" Dawson sprang from the closet ready to attack. She slapped Kelly lightly several times in the chest more for effect than anything else.
"Hey, hey, you're not like Mouch," Kelly laughed grabbing her hands. "I had to get her outta here." Kelly still had ahold of Gabby's hands.
She was making no move to escape, looking up in those damn piercing blue eyes, or are they green, she thought definitely a little lost in them.
Kelly was looking down at the brunette noticing her eyes for the first time, big, brown, exotic, were those little flecks of gold in them? The full lips asking to be kissed. Shay said she wasn't gettin' any. He let go of her hands shaking his head no. What the hell was he thinking? Not thinking, as usual. Well, thinking, just not with the brain.
"I'll be out of the shower in five. Then help yourself to anything. Shay has girlie crap in her shower. See you at the station?" Kelly grabbed boxers, a t shirt, and headed for the much needed shower closing the door behind him.
He made it quick knowing Gabby was right outside the door. He toweled off, slipped on his clothes, brushed his teeth, and stepped out finding Dawson sitting on his bed texting.
"It's all yours," smiled Kelly still drying his hair with the towel.
Gabby laughed at how unfair life was. A guy could get ready in literally five minutes. Kelly was ready, didn't even have to comb his hair. Looked good. Smelled so good.
"Hey, what're you doing in there? Shaving your legs?" Shay was laughing from behind the door.
"Nah, dragging ass. Sorry. Head's killin' me." Kelly yelled back not really lying.
"Okay, I'll be downstairs. I have a Gatorade and a banana for you." Shay's footsteps could be heard going back down.
Kelly made a move for the door at the same time Dawson made a move for the bathroom. They were right in front of each other again. He grabbed her arms gently and led her around him slowly almost like an old fashioned dance step.
Gabby found herself staring at his face again, those eyes, that grin. She looked away but her eyes settled on the muscles in his arm, defined, almost sculpted. She was staring again. She looked back up to his face not being able to turn away.
What are you doing girl, she thought. Shay was right. Dawson had been lonely since the break up with Peter. No one to fawn over her, cook her special meals, tell her she was the most beautiful woman in the world. She'd hoped Casey would fill the void, that they could act on all the attraction, but he didn't seem ready to move on yet. Hallie gone for over a year, but they were still right where they started.
Kelly put one hand on her cheek. He had to touch that skin, felt like velvet, so soft. He wanted more but didn't make another move.
Dawson reached her hands up and held Kelly's face in them. She pulled softly in, her lips meeting his. She felt her breath hitch as she went in deeper, Kelly met her passion as his hands left her face, slowly going down her back and up again. He picked her up carrying her to his bed. He stopped for a second and just looked at her silently asking if he should go on.
Dawson answered by taking his t shirt off and smiling at him. She kissed his neck, slow, wet, tongue trailing back up to his face. Kelly let out a low moan his hands moving to places he didn't know Dawson possessed. It was Gabby's turn to let out a small sound of pleasure, months of celibacy and pent up sexual frustration coming out with this off limits fireman.
"Kelly! You okay?" Shay yelled beyond the door.
Kelly and Dawson stopped immediately, frozen in their current spot. Shit, did I even lock the door, thought Severide.
"I'm layin' down, feel sick. Boden said I could come in at three," called back Kelly sounding out of breath, hung over.
"Kay. I'm leaving then. Love you!"
The interruption that should have broken the spell only made it more exciting for the two. They were back at it as Shay said her "I love you." No response from Kelly.
Severide was drenched with sweat heart hammering through his chest. His post Royce hook ups were passing time, getting a little physical pleasure. Today was different. He made a silent vow to bring Dawson to her knees.
Gabby buried her hands in his short hair channeling her pent up passion in her lips kissing Kelly like he was the only man in the world. He responded by kissing down an imaginary line along her body. Shay always said how giving he was, how he would do anything for a friend. Dawson was seeing that now...oh, yeah.
Kelly used his mouth in ways he hoped Gabby had never experienced before, taking her to places she'd never been. Hot sex with Mills? I've got a few moves on that twelve year old, thought Kelly with a devilish grin.
Dawson felt a violent release she didn't know she was needing. Badly. Kelly's powerful body finally relaxed, totally spent, completely satisfied. He rolled over and took a deep breath.
"You breathin'?" he teased rolling over to look at her, arm propping up his head.
"I think so," said Gabby still panting. "Hey, we're good, right? This never happened, right?"
Kelly flinched not expecting that.
He was officially the guy you were embarrassed that you hooked up with, the guy you wouldn't bring home to meet mom. Guard your damn heart, he reminded himself. "Fortress," he whispered aloud.
"Huh?" asked Dawson rolling off the bed, quickly pulling on her panties.
"Yeah, this never happened. Now get out. I gotta shower," said Kelly walking slowly to the bathroom, completely naked...in more ways than one.
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