AN: See the disclaimer/summary/author's notes in first chapter
AN2: The sneaking into the window thing is inspired from the scene where Axl snuck through Sue's bedroom window in The Middle 3x23 "The Telling"
AN3: The / denotes the 'deleted' sexual scene
Second Base (Part I)
I waved at Sean as he drove off towards his driveway.
I then staggered towards the front door of the darkened house and patted down my jeans, looking for my keys then groaned in realisation. I had forgotten my keys. Time to go to plan B, sneak through Sue's window. I always snuck through Sue's window every time I had forgotten my keys, however the last time I did; Sue had woken up and threatened to tell on Mom and Dad but she ended up blackmailing me.
I'd rather sneak back in again and risk being caught by Sue than spend the night outside on the porch in an uncomfortable lawn chair and endure an telling off from Mom that ended in being grounded in consequence.
My hands fumbled at the sliding part of the window and with some moderate success, I slid it open and climbed in but fell onto the floor inside, waking Sue up.
"Aargh!" Sue screamed loudly in shock and fear.
I instantly clamped an hand over her mouth and reassured "Relax Sue, it's just me. I forgot my key. Again."
Irritated, she threw off my hand and flicked on the bedside light and said "Axl – Wh-" she looked at her bedside clock "It's 3am in the morning. Where were you?" she finished worriedly. I shrugged, then sat myself down on Sue's study chair and as I took off my shoes, I said causally "Party. Glug, Glug whoo, whoo." Then I laughed.
Then I cocked my head, peering at her, as if I just saw her for the first time.
"Is that my old jersey I gave you?" I asked her. I stumbled closer to check, only to fall onto Sue's bed. I pushed up to look closer. It indeed was my old jersey, the colour of dark blue and white and the number 32 standing out. I raised my eyebrows in shock. I hadn't seen her wear it around the house since that block party, which was ages ago.
"There wasn't any pyjamas clean enough and I couldn't find anything else to wear and so on, and so forth, and what have you." She blithely said, waving the matter away. I narrowed my eyes. Sue was lying, that was a very recent tell she had developed (No thanks to the broken window debacle) but I was too distracted by the image that she was just wearing that jersey and panties, even if she was under the sheets.
That was it, that thought pushed me over the edge.
I put my hands up on her waist, then without thinking about it, I pulled her against me harshly, and crashed my lips onto hers for the second time tonight. This time, she kissed me back eagerly. We kissed for what felt like an eternity. We eventually parted to catch our breaths.
"I want to make you feel good. Will you let me?" I asked almost desperately.
I needed her permission, whether verbal or not.
She nodded and I gently pushed her down onto her bed, I moved my hands up and down her and without taking my eyes off Sue's face, I slowly pushed the jersey up exposing her cotton white panties.
The panties were wholly Sue. And yet it turned me on.
I saw and heard Sue gulp nervously.
"It will feel good. I promise." I vowed.
/
She's halfway asleep, relaxed. I lay down next to her and wrapped both of my arms around her waist and pulled her into me, hugging her tight.
/
I turned my head and kissed her neck, then gently bit against it.
She quietly whispered into the darkness "I liked it."
I hid a self-satisfied smirk against her neck.
The Axman sure showed her.
I didn't want to leave. I want to lay here with her all night.
But I can't, I shouldn't.
I stared at her dozy form for a while, but when I hear her breaths get deep and regular, I got up to leave.
