A/N: I'm going to update this one… get a little start on it. Thanks for all the reviews! It's a little filler chapter. I'll get onto the big stuff in the next chapter.
Chapter 1 (or 2…?)
They lay together, panting in the afterglow of sex. It's been about a month since the Graysons death date had passed, and Rachel could tell that Rich was definitely feeling better. And when he was feeling better, so was she…
Richard slowly got up off the bed and put on a pair of discarded sweatpants. It was a Saturday, and Rachel always slept over on Friday nights after his football games. They weren't dating, yet she still wore his jersey to school every Friday. He wasn't complaining about it, but it was… weird. They weren't going out and they would constantly deny a romantic relationship, but they slept together. Often. Richard looked over at his best friend, who was peacefully resting naked in his bed. She looked sexy, he wouldn't deny that. But he would kill anyone else who said that.
Richard had heard a rumor going around that Jason Todd was going to ask her out, and he was determined not to let that happen. He hated feeling protective over her, but brushed it off as a brotherly feeling from knowing her so long. It couldn't have been anywhere close to being jealous, since he was going to ask Kori Anders out anyways. She always had a crush on him, and he had something for her. She was definitely hot, but he wasn't sure if it was anything more than lust.
A monotonous voice caught his attention. "Why are you staring at me?"
He turned his attention to the vixen still lying in his bed, but had covered up everything except her pale and creamy shoulders and up. "Just thinking. Sorry."
"I don't mind. It's just weird. You were staring at me. Makes me feel kind of self-conscious."
He chuckled at her bluntness. "Well, you shouldn't. I've seen you naked since we were 7 or 8. You were never too modest."
"Since I actually have breasts and hair on my body, I think I'm starting to actually become more modest."
"You weren't so worried about that five minutes ago."
"Shut up." An uncharacteristic giggle fell out of her mouth as she threw the pillow next to her at him, which he evaded easily.
"Don't throw pillows at me." Richard picked up the pillow and threw it back at her, which hit her in the face. "Don't hit me in the face with one." Rachel threw the pillow at him again, but he caught it as he made his way over to her. He threw it at her lightly, which she caught in front of her face, effectively blocking her view of where he was in the room. She moved it away from her face and he was in front of her, pushing her back down in the bed and straddling her.
He threw the pillow to some other place in the room and proceeded to kiss her. She pushed back harder and their tongues were put into a battle of strength. The sudden make-out session led to the building desire in his groin. The sex was hot, but their feelings towards each other really weren't. As far as he knew.
And then it was Sunday. Richard wondered where the time went, because all he did over the weekend was fool around with Rachel. It was weird. They would normally fool around for a little bit on Saturday, then get serious and restrict the sex until Monday. He walked Rachel out and watched her cross the lawn over to her house. Her mom wouldn't be home for another few hours, since she had taken the late shift last night. Rachel's mother was a nurse, and it definitely showed. But she was a great woman who was always kind. Even to Rachel's bastard of a father, Trigon.
Rachel made it over to her house, and saw Jennifer's car sitting in the driveway. She walked over to the purple car and leaned in the driver's window.
"Hey."
"Hey." Jennifer turned up the radio and they both sat for a couple seconds, listening. "You want a piece of gum?"
Rachel took it out of Jennifer's hand and ran to drop her things off inside her house. She checked her hair and didn't both fixing it up too much. She pulled it into a loose ponytail and jogged back out to Jennifer's car. She jumped in the passenger seat and Jennifer took off. They were supposed to meet up with some of their friends at the laser tag place, and agreed beforehand to go earlier than everyone else.
"So, bitch, why were you over at Dickie's so early this morning?" Jennifer and Rachel's relationship was a love-hate one, but mostly love. They had crude nicknames for each other, but hung out whenever Rachel wasn't with Dick.
"Because I was getting some breakfast off of him."
"Sure you weren't whoring yourself off?" Rachel slapped Jennifer's arm and snickered. "Yes, I'm sure."
Jennifer rolled her eyes. "Right. I'll believe that when Vic asks you out."
"Vic would ask me out."
"Yeah, when he's dead."
"It's because I'm like a little sister to him! I would never even accept his offer to go out. Besides, you called dibs…"
"Shut up. It's just a crush, I told you." Jennifer was blushing hard and Rachel was laughing hard.
"God, you're so into him. Just ask him out."
Jennifer glanced at Rachel strangely. "What the hell? I may be pretty kick ass, but I would never ask Victor Stone out. I would never ask any guy out."
"Of course you wouldn't…"
"Do not make me pull this car over and beat the shit out of you." Rachel's cell phone rang and she looked at it. Jennifer leaned over to see who it was, and they both saw the name 'Sexy God' flashing on her phone.
"Who the hell is that," Jennifer squealed. Rachel wanted to slap her, but they would get into an accident if she did…
She put the call through and quickly said before anyone answered, "You're on speaker."
"Hey." Richard's gruff voice came over the phone and Jennifer squealed again.
"Ohmigod, he's listed under 'Sexy God' in your contacts?"
Rachel looked at Jennifer. "Shut up!" She took the phone off of speaker and put it against her ear. "Yeah?"
"You left your… uh, thong… at my house." Rachel blushed and looked at Jennifer. She was completely relieved that she hadn't heard what he just said, or what it implied.
"I did?" She squirmed around in her seat, discreetly feeling her ass.
"Yeah." His voice was slightly husky, and she could tell from that one word he was getting aroused. Rachel could imagine him holding the thong in his hand while he sat at his desk, just staring at it without a shirt… commando under his sweatpants… She could feel herself get wet once again and sighed.
"Fuck."
She could feel Richard's wolfish grin at the other end of the line. "I would love to. God, just looking at this…. thing is making me hard."
She smirked and looked out the window, in the opposite direction of Jennifer.
"Wish I could help, but you'd have to wait until laser tag later."
She heard something squeak in the background and she blushed. "Fuck, yeah… both of us in the dark… You want me to bring it?"
"Don't forget the you-know-whats. See you in 30." She ended the call before he could say anything else and turned back to Jennifer. Her nosy best friend was smirking to herself and Rachel had the urge to slap it off of her.
"What now?"
"So, what is he bringing?"
"Tampons. My period is supposed to be starting soon, and I left some at his house. He told me he would bring some for me." Come to think of it, Rachel couldn't remember the last time she had actually used a tampon…
"Whatever. You want to know what my theory is?"
"Not really." Rachel sighed.
"I think he's going to bring some condoms so that you guys can have kinky sex in the dark…"
"Or maybe he's bringing condoms for you and Victor, so you can have kinky sex in the dark."
Jennifer looked in her direction before focusing back on the road, blushing. "Touché."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The two girls arrived at the laser tag arena with twenty minutes to spare. They could go play games in the arcade like they were ten years old again, and they would totally mess around.
Ten minutes later, Rachel spotted Richard's truck pull into the parking lot and he had his wallet in his back pocket. Probably filled with three or four condoms. Rachel snorted, wondering how much time he would think he would actually get with her. He walked into the place and easily spotted her with her purple hair and Jennifer with her light pink hair.
He leaned over the game Rachel was currently playing and smirked. "I have 'em."
"That's nice. You probably have four though."
He still smirked. "Call me optimistic."
"Call you stupid." He leaned down closer to her and whispered in her ear, "If we weren't in such a public place right now, I would take you here and make sure you get a good spanking." He licked the rim of her ear and she gasped. She punched him lightly and pushed him away from her.
"That was a one time thing." Of course, she was referring to the one time where he was actually allowed to spank her.
"Yeah, since you started screaming."
Rachel punched his chest again. "God, shut up."
Somehow, Richard was still smirking. "We could definitely have some fun in the dark." Things were definitely going to get riskier between them.
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A/N: Kind of short and filler. The bigger stuff will happen in the next chapter. I'll even be nice and give you a little sneak peek!"
"You want to go out with me?" She felt her heart drop from her chest all the way down to her toes and back. The feelings were overwhelming, and she couldn't do anything to stop them. Except one thing. And she couldn't do that to him. Her feelings for him wouldn't let her.
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~klrob
