Dont own anything about Deadliest catch.
warning, it gets a bit adult in this chapter. but I noticed I am about as bad in writing fights as love scenes. so please be nice in your reviews. ( I do like reviews or comments )
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HLA part 7
The drive to Phil's house took about an hour, and Lindsy had some problems keeping the car on the road with his hands all over her. But somehow she managed. Driving a beaten up looking pickup truck certainly helped. Because all the other drivers gave way scared for damage to their price possessions.
Parking was easy, no parallel parking but a big driveway she just had to stop the car on.
They made it into the house. As soon as the door closed Lindsy was up against it with Phil plastered against her body. The kissing was frantic, all teeth and bumping noses but they didn't care. Coats where shed and Lindsy decided she wanted a bit more comfort than the front door could provide.
"Phil, bedroom, where?"
she managed to pant between frantic kisses. Phil pulled back long enough to answer.
"Upstairs, but lose the shoes first."
He was already bending down to get his boots off. Lindsy followed his actions taking her mountain boots off. And while working at them she suddenly saw and realized what kind of socks she was wearing.
Sure she had given her lingerie some thought as she dressed that morning, but as far as socks where concerned those where purely for comfort. So it where those highly elegant left right ski socks in the subtle colour combination grey blue and yellow. Pulling them off swiftly she stuffed them in her shoes. Better cold feet for a few seconds then being seen in nice white lace undies and knee high left right grey blue and yellow ski socks. That would be the biggest turnoff she could think of.
Once the socks where gone she assaulted Phil again, grabbing his ass and shooing him in the direction of the stairs. Phil turned around and started kissing again. Hands where roaming over clothes and bodies. Lindsy managed to get her hands underneath Phil's shirt, undoing the buttons starting with the bottom one, she was at the same time happy and disappointed that he wasn't wearing a tie. Nice things to play with tie's.
Getting the shirt over his shoulders and down his arms was her chance to lose her own sweater that ended up on the floor somewhere.
Lindsy almost broke her neck going up the stairs while taking off her jeans. The only thing keeping her up was Phil.
By the time they made it to the bedroom Linsdy was down to her T shirt and her lingerie, Phil was in his underwear and socks, a trail of clothes from the front door to the bedroom.
Phil backed Lindsy against the bed and when she felt it in her knees she just let herself drop backwards pulling Phil with her. He landed on top of her with his full weight and the air was knocked out of Lindsy for just a second. Phil rolled off of her right away and started apologizing, and Lindsy just laughed and turned around to get Phil out of his underwear and socks. And started tickling, her kind of foreplay.
But Phil had other ideas and soon Linsdy was on her back squirming at the onslaught of his mouth.
"Phil, protection?"
"Nightstand top drawer."
Lindsy distangeled herself and reached for the drawer, opening it she couldn't help but giggle again.
"Trouble deciding witch you like the best?"
Because there where more than 20 different kinds of condoms to choice from. Phil first looked confused and then grinned back.
"Get the black ones."
Lindsy soon had three different little black packages in her hand.
"Okay, I have ribbed or smooth and liquorice flavoured. I would worry using flavoured condoms, what if someone decides to bite? Or even worse start chewing?"
Phil grabbed the smooth one and threw the other two back into the still open drawer.
"Good advice, in the future I will only get the candy cane cherry flavoured ones, then everybody knows just to lick and suck."
And with that he pulled Lindsy back down onto the bed.
After Phil opened the wrapper Lindsy got the condom and put it in place, looking up at Phil she pulled a disappointed face.
"What not the ribbed one?"
"I am saving that one for round two."
And round two came. While round one was over way to fast for Lindsy, the second round was slow almost lazy and all about pleasuring her.
When they came up for air Lindsy couldn't help but laugh again. She had been more or less grinning since the beginning. But now she just didn't care about hiding it anymore.
"So, no negative side effects of the blood pressure medication that I notice."
And for the umpth time that night Phil was wondering what he had done right to deserve this.
"Nope, none at all. Everything is functioning just fine."
And he started laughing too.
"Some time ago, fans where allowed to send in questions and I would answer those. And I really expected a question about that too, but it never came."
Lindsy got a bit closer, and let her hand wander, finding the object of discussion. It was functioning well within set parameters, to quote Data from Star Trek. Even if it was a bit exhausted at the moment
"Well I know the answer now. You want me to tell? Although normally I don't kiss and tell."
"No lets leave something up to the imagination."
After a few more minutes Phil was getting restless. Gizmo was scratching at the door, he normally slept with Phil. And Phil liked that. Only most, well lady friends, didn't appreciate the fact that a little dog was sleeping in between. The redhead even demanded that he got rid of Gizmo. But once again Lindsy surprised him. She just got out of bed and opened the door for Gizmo. No shame about walking around in her birthday suit. But also no seduction, just getting up and opening a door to let a little dog in.
Normally Gizmo wasn't to fond of Phil his ladyfriends. But he seemed to accept Lindsy, even going so far as to let her scratch his back for a bit.
With a little help from Lindsy Gizmo got onto the bed and started licking Phil's face. And normally that relaxed Phil enough to sleep, but not now. He really needed a smoke. He just couldn't keep his hands still. Lindsy noticed.
"What is it?"
"I quit smoking two weeks ago, but it is hard. Especially at some times."
"Turn over."
"What?"
"Turn over."
Phil did, lying on is stomach wasn't very comfortable, and he felt funny. Until Lindsy started her massage. She sat down on his butt and slowly worked up from his buttocks to his waist, ribs and at last his shoulders.
By the time she reached his waist Phil started to relax under her hands. And by the time she was running her fingers parallel to his ribs she felt his breathing evening out and knew that Phil was fast asleep.
After the massage was done Lindsy thought about going to her hotel for about 5 seconds, but the idea of having to find her clothes and getting in a cold car trying to find her hotel in the middle of the night was so disheartening she just couldn't do it so she decided she preferred to spend the night. Snuggling in close she looked for a comfortable position. Phil also shifted in his sleep and put an arm over her waist to pull her closer. And yeah he did smell good.
Gizmo also seemed to like that arrangement better. Because after some wandering over the blankets he decided to park himself in the hollow between Lindsy and Phil. Gizmo made three more left handed Swedish turns and then let himself fall over with one of those big little dog sighs.