Me: "I WAS DEAD. Lol, sorry. I know its been AGES Dx but I was super duper busy with school! I had a sports festival which I was leader of cause I'm super athletic *waggles eyebrows*"
Buttercup: "Shut up and on with it."
It's not what it looks like.
LOL JK it is.
"Wake up, sex kitty." Buttercups eyes fluttered open when she felt someone blowing in her ear. She sat up straight and glared at the raven haired boy next to her.
"How the fuck did you get in here?"
"Well, Boomer was coming over. So I came too. And picked your lock so we could cuddle." he suppressed laughter.
"Perv." she scoffed and threw her blanket over her face.
"I'm guessing Dylan doesn't know we're a thing."
"We AREN'T a thing." she spat at him.
She felt him get off her bed and peeked out her blanket to find him going through her undergarments.
"Hot Damn, Butterbabe." he inhaled sharply, "Just going through your lingerie is making me horny."
She jumped out of bed and tackled him to the floor.
"GET OUT."
He eyed her in her shorts and tank top.
"Whoops." he smiled uneasily.
Buttercup rolled her eyes, got up and dug clothes out of her closet.
"Let's play a game. I'll decide what you wear and I'll take you out on a date." Butch lay down on her bed.
"How abouuuut no?" she growled.
"Face it, Buttercup, You want the D." he motioned to his pants.
"I highly doubt that." she scoffed.
{a few hours later}
Buttercup winced slightly as Butch pressed her back against the wall roughly, their lips locked. Her hands tugged at his messy hair, his hands wrapping her legs around his waist. All this was going on in the bathroom of the stadium where they were to find out who won the Battle of the Bands.
"Who do you think won?" Buttercup gasped breathlessly as Butch's lips met her neck. He pulled away and stared at her flawless skin as she clasped her lower lip between her teeth.
"I don't care, you're just too damn sexy to ignore." he growled and kissed her ferociously.
"Oh Butch." she mumbled as he fell back against the sink, lowering her. Her knee was rubbing against his crotch, causing him to tilt his head back and groan throatily.
"BUTTERCUP?" a voice squealed from outside.
"Yeah?" she moaned back. Butch suppressed laughter.
"We found out who won." a voice laughed.
Butch looked into Buttercups eyes.
"We don't care, remember?" she whispered, kissing him.
"Who did?" he called back.
"OH MY GOD IS BUTCH IN THERE?" a girl screamed.
"Maybe. Get on with it." Buttercup laughed as Butch kissed her neck.
"WE WON, BC!" Denise screamed.
"Oh my God." Buttercup moaned out of pleasure as Butch had found his way to her ear and nibbled on her lobe.
"Umm.. Let's go." the girls outside giggled and shuffled off.
"Well you won." he groaned in her ear, "Now you have to make it up to me." he growled seductively, tugging at her jeans.
"How?" she gasped.
"Well...I could make you tell Dylan it's never going to happen because Butch is too manly and so overpowers Dylan." Butch whispered hoarsely as he massaged the contour of her spine.
"Or I could take you home tonight." he suggested.
The next words that left Buttercups mouth shocked Butch, and herself.
"How about both?"
Butch leaned against his parked motorbike in the parking lot, watching Buttercup make her way to Dylan, who was surrounded by a group of his friends.
"Look Dylan, it's your girlfriend." a fat one cried. Dylan smiled toothily.
"BC we won!" he hooted. Buttercup gulped, she had to do this in front of ALL of them? She exhaled shakily, and right when she was about to speak, a deep voice said,
"Yeah, congratulations." she spun around to see Butch. Her savior.
"Hi...um...Butch." Dylan scoffed.
"Well, we'll be off then, Butters?" Butch tossed his arm over her shoulder protectively, "Oh, I hope you don't take it personally, but I stole Butterbabe from you. Sorry Danny."
"It's Dylan."
"Whaaatever." Butch spun Buttercup around with him and walked off with her.
"Thanks." she whispered, still not believing what just happened.
"That guys annoying." Butch scoffed.
"Now I owe you." She laughed, "Your place?"
Feeling bad for rushing her, Butch sighed with great difficulty,
"You don't have to."
"Come on." she bit her lip seductively and pulled him towards his bike.
Yup. He was getting laid.
Buttercup staggered out of Butch's bed and tugged on one of his shirts that fell off one of her shoulders. She yanked on her green and black underwear and washed her face. There was still some eyeliner on her eyes, and her hair was a tousled mess but she didn't care. She tip toed down the stairs to find Boomer in the kitchen and Brick on the couch. She completely forgot that she had no pants on and smiled at them.
"Hey." she waved sheepishly.
"Oh damn." Bricks jaw dropped.
"What?" she walked past him into the kitchen.
"Someone had fun." Boomer laughed.
"Oh God. You guys heard?" Buttercup blushed a deep crimson.
"Every moan." Brick teased. Buttercup threw the salt shaker at him.
"Nice pants." Boomer chuckled. Buttercup looked down and nearly choked.
"FUCK!" she ran up to get pants, and returned in black skinny jeans.
"You're no fun." Brick teased again, only to get hit by the TV remote.
"So you want pancakes?" Boomer smiled, piling them into a plate.
"Hell yeah!" Buttercup grinned enthusiastically.
"BUTTERS. COME BACK." Butch moaned from upstairs. Buttercup blushed again.
"GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE, DON'T TALK TO YOUR GIRL LIKE THAT. NO PANCAKES FOR YOU." Boomer shouted. In less than five minutes, Butch was downstairs, wearing only track pants. Buttercup choked on her piece of pancake.
"Yum." Butch scarfed down a pancake whole.
"WE'RE HERE." Bubbles burst in out of nowhere with Blossom.
"Hey, just in time for pancakes." Boomer smiled as he hugged Bubbles.
"Had fun last night, Buttercup? We didn't hear you come home." Bubbles waggled her eyebrows.
"Shut up." Buttercup growled. They all sat together eating pancakes, when Brick growled,
"Butch, put on a shirt, please."
"You jealous, four pack?" Butch motioned to his incredible eight pack.
Brick rolled his eyes and ate more pancakes.
"Is that my shirt?" Butch came to a sudden realization while staring at Buttercup.
"Maybe." she sighed.
"Damn, it looks good on you." Butch tugged at the edge of her shirt and whispered, "But it'll looked better on the floor."
The other Puffs and Ruffs rolled their eyes in disgust as the Greens seduced each other.
"Lethal combination." Blossom laughed at them.
"They're just jealous." Butch scoffed, kissing Buttercups shoulder.
"Not on the table, please." Bubbles squealed, petrified.
"Let's take this upstairs." Butch carried a laughing Buttercup up the stairs and they locked themselves in Butch's room.
"Awkwaaaard." Brick coughed as he and Blossom sat alone on the couch. Boomer and Bubbles had gone out earlier, leaving them alone. Now the two reds sat alone, the only sound filling the silence was the occasional seductive moan from Buttercup or a grunt from Butch from Butch's room upstairs.
"Well..." Blossom cleared her throat.
"What's going on between us?" Brick leaned towards her.
"Nothing, Brick." Blossom blushed and moved away. Suddenly, all the noise stopped around them.
"Yeah, sure." he laughed sarcastically. They stared at each other uneasily. Blossom leaned forward, placing her hand on his cheek timidly, and placed her plump lips on his soft ones. They stayed this way for a while, eyes closed.
"EW, PDA." they sprang apart to see Buttercup making disgusted faces at them.
"Amateurs." Butch scoffed. The two greens were merely watching the reds turn crimson with embarrassment.
"The fuck do you mean by that?" Brick spat furiously.
"I mean that you guys are so..." he looked to Buttercup for help.
"Mushy. Disgusting."
"WE'RE disgusting? A simple peck was disgusting? You both don't keep your tongues in your own mouths." Blossom growled.
"That's hot." Butch eyed Buttercup.
"Yeah. Open mouthed with no tongue is even hotter." Buttercup shot a seductive look at Butch, who returned the dirty thought.
"God, it's like they're still in bed, except they're standing right in front of us." Blossom scoffed.
"It's pretty...umm...well.." Brick shrugged.
"BRICK! EWW!" Blossom smacked him.
"You want to see a PROPER kiss?" Butch mumbled sexily, eyes glued to Buttercup.
"Oh God no." the reds said at once, but before they knew it, Butch had pulled Buttercup against him. His eyes dropped to her lips and then back to her eyes. She tugged at his lower lip, teasing him. The reds stared, wide eyed. Then the greens lost themselves in a hot, heavy, fervent kiss that lasted for ages. After finally pulling away, Butch licked his lips,
"That, kids, is how adults do it."
And with that, the greens left.
"Oh wow..." Blossom squeaked, "Now I know why they called us amateurs."
"Mmhmm."
WELL!
Sorry I took FOREVER-.-
Had a lot of school stuff to deal with.
And now exams.
UGH.
Enjoy!
-M
