Naomi felt somewhat guilty.
"Thank you for the offer, Mark, but I'm going to have to say no."
"Whatever, I was just asking because everyone knows you couldn't get a date if you tried."
There went that guilt.
"I have a boyfriend, Jackass."
"Sure you do," Mark said, rolling his eyes and walking away as Naomi glared.
"You want me to pull up some bad thoughts?" Wanda asked, Naomi dropping the glare to look at her friend.
"Nah," She said before sighing again "I wasn't even planning to go to the dance."
"But, now you have to?"
"But, now I have to," Naomi confirmed. "You know Peter hates dances, right?"
"Naomi, I'm sure you can work something out," Wanda replied, Naomi's jaw dropping.
"I am not a prostitute!"
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"Hey, you're here early, is Wanda with y- NAOMI!"
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"So, something weird happened today," Naomi said as she reached for her clothes.
"Yeah?" Peter asked, stretching out a bit as he rubbed her back.
"Yeah. I got asked to the dance," Naomi smiled slightly as Peter stiffened and his hand faltered for a second.
"What'd you say?"
"I said no, of course, but then he was complete ass and said that the only reason he asked was because he was being nice, and that I couldn't get a date otherwise."
"That's awful, you could- Wait a second," Peter sat up, moving so he could look Naomi in the eyes "The awesome sex was just to get me to go with you so you could show him up, right?"
"Not entirely… I like sex too, you know," Naomi pointed out, Peter laughing slightly.
"You're unbelievable," Peter said, tearing her shirt out of her hands and throwing it to the ground.
"Peter, what the h-." Naomi was cut off by Peter pushing her back onto the bed.
"If I'm going to be forced to go to a god awful dance with a bunch of Catholic school kids, I'm going to get my fair compensation," Peter said simply.
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"Hey, mom?" Naomi said, after dinner as her mother did the dishes.
"Yes?"
"Could I have some money?"
"What for?" Mrs. Parker frowned.
"I'm going to the school dance and I don't have anything to wear," Naomi said, Mrs. Parker's face lighting up.
"Of course, Sweetheart!"
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"Getting my mother to give me money for this was almost embarrassingly easy," Naomi said as she Wanda looked through the racks.
"Don't you hoard your money?" Wanda asked.
"Well, yeah, but I don't want to spend it if I can get my parents to pay for it." It was quiet for a moment "I sound like privileged bitch, don't I?"
"Sometimes I forget that you're better-off than us," Wanda shrugged "You don't act like it."
"Listen, Wanda, if you ever need money-."
"No, no," Wanda shook her head, smiling slightly "I don't need it."
It was quiet as the girls looked through racks.
"How about this?" Wanda offered.
"Has to cover shoulders," Naomi reminded her, Wanda rolling her eyes.
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Naomi casually walked over to the table with the form for bringing a non-St. Mary's attendee to the dance.
"Who're you bringing?" Mrs. McLain asked interestedly.
"My boyfriend."
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"Twenty minutes; I think that's a record," Isaac said conversationally, making Naomi laugh.
"Give it an hour and it'll be all over the school," Naomi replied, Isaac smiling.
"I thought that Peter hated school dances," Isaac said "And that's why you two never went to any."
"He does. But, my pride is wounded so we made a deal."
"He'll go to the dance in exchange for what?" Isaac asked.
"I can't believe I agreed to this."
"Yeah, well, you did, so shush."
"Don't shush m- PETER!"
"… You really don't want to know the answer to that, brother dear."
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Naomi was wrong.
It only took thirty.
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"Okay, seriously, how much sex are you going to claim over this?" Naomi asked, taking a drink of water "Because, it's getting a bit ridiculous."
"As much as I can. And definitely some after the dance," Peter replied, kissing from Naomi's shoulder up to her neck "As much as I hate school dances; I do like the idea of you in a nice dress."
"It's purple," Naomi offered.
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"Don't burn my hair off!" Wanda said, Naomi rolling her eyes.
"Stop being a big baby; it's fine."
"It doesn't feel fine," Wanda muttered.
"There, I'm done," Naomi said, rolling her eyes.
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Peter sighed; the sooner the left, the sooner they could come home, and the sooner Magda would have to pretend she didn't know what was going on in the basement.
Also, the sooner he could take off this stupid suit.
"I look like a sixth grader," Peter informed his mother.
"You're easily an eighth grader," Naomi said, Peter turning around to look at her "I know; I look hot."
"You do," Peter agreed, a slow smile spreading across his face at Naomi's appearance. The dress was dark purple with long sleeves, which made her eyes seem even brighter than usual. Peter leaned in and kissed her softly, making her giggle softly.
"Do we have to go?" Peter asked quietly "We could just stay here."
"I don't think your mom would appreciate that," Naomi replied.
"Then how about we go get a hotel room?" Peter asked hopefully.
"As much as I love that idea and how sweet you're being, we're going to this stupid dance."
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Wanda sighed as they parked.
"If you two aren't inside in ten minutes, I will come out here and drag you inside," Wanda said, exiting the car.
"She becomes more and more like Magda every day," Naomi said conversationally.
"Yeah," Peter said, leaning to wrap his arms around Naomi.
"Someone's in a mood," Naomi observed, Peter laughing slightly.
"You look great," He said before moving to kiss her.
"Downside of a dress," Naomi said "A lot harder for you to touch my breasts."
"Upside," Peter countered, his hand slipping underneath her dress "I can touch other places."
"Peter, we're in a Catholic School parking lot, knock it off."
"Aw, you never let me do anything," Peter said, Naomi giving him an incredulous look.
"I've been letting you do quite a bit to me lately."
"True," Peter allowed "And it's been awesome."
"… Have you been wanting to try all those things for a while?" Naomi asked, frowning as Peter looked down.
"Yeah, I guess…"
"Why didn't you tell me before I was performing sexual favors in exchange for this?" Naomi asked.
"… Embarrassed I guess," Peter muttered, Naomi wrapping her arms around his neck.
"You shouldn't be embarrassed about that when it comes to me, Pete, I might say no, but I won't judge you," Naomi promised, Peter smiling slightly.
"Yeah?"
"So long as you return the favor," Naomi said, Peter raising an eyebrow "I've got a couple ideas."
"Like?"
"Like…" Naomi leaned in and softly whispered in his ear, Peter's cheeks turning pinker and pinker.
"Um, are you-." His voice cracked "Are you sure we can't just get a hotel room?"
"How about this? We stay for, like, an hour, then we leave, making sure a couple of people realize that we're leaving to fuck, and then we get a hotel room."
"What about Wanda?" Peter asked.
"I'll get Isaac to take her home," Naomi offered, Peter frowning slightly and making her roll her eyes "He's not going to try anything; he's too scared of you."
"I have one condition."
"And that is?"
"We try one of things you want to."
"You've got yourself a deal, Mr. Maximoff."
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The only fun part of the dance so far was coming in and seeing everyone's faces.
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"He's not even that good looking," Carrie's boyfriend, Daniel, said.
"He's cute, but he's got that bad boy vibe to him, that girls- I mean- some girls like," Carrie said awkwardly, making Daniel give her a look.
"Really?"
"I can't help it," Carrie sighed, shrugging "He's hot."
"Does anybody know his name?" Mark asked, obviously a bit pissed as he watched the couple snicker at something.
"Peter?" Monica offered "I think he's Wanda's brother."
"Then go get her."
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"Hey, Naomi."
"Hey, Johnathon," Naomi replied, smiling slightly but groaning on the inside "This is my boyfriend; Peter."
The men shook hands for moment.
"Hey, you don't mind if I borrow your girlfriend for a dance, do you?"
"No, go for it," Peter said, feeling the first tendrils of jealousy as he led Naomi onto the dance floor.
"You're damn near green," Isaac teased, Peter giving him a dirty look "Hey, I get it. You people find Naomi attractive for some reason, and since you've got her, you don't want to lose her. But, don't worry, you're not going to. Especially to that douchebag."
"I know, but still..."
"For reasons unknown, she loves you," Isaac said "Don't worry."
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"This might actually be worse than the school dances I went too," Peter said, leaning against the wall as Naomi approached him.
"Sorry about that... But seriously, what happened that made you hate school dances so much?"
"… I found out that the girl I was dating was cheating on me at one. In a spectacularly embarrassing fashion."
"Well, you never have to worry about that with me," Naomi informed him, Peter smiling.
"Not even if all of the love has gone out of our relationship?" He asked dramatically.
"That's never going to happen," Naomi said, looking over at Peter "You're it for me, Maximoff."
"Good. 'Cause I can't see me loving nobody but you."
"For all my life," Naomi sang softly, Peter laughing.
"Shut up."
"… Wait, so, this chick was cheating on you and you were embarrassed in front of the entire school?" Naomi asked, Peter sighing.
"Yep, apparently everyone knew before me and it was a running joke that I didn't know. People still bring it up. It was three years ago!" Peter said.
"Sounds like you have something to prove," Naomi said, Peter deadpanning.
"Naomi, no."
"What? I'm not allowed to protect my boyfriend's honor?"
"I thought I was supposed to be protecting your honor," Peter said.
"You are! It's a mutual thing."
"I'm not going to another damn school dance, Ami."
"I didn't say that. Maybe, I should pick you up from school one day," Naomi offered.
"What? In your parent's minivan?" Peter asked, frowning as Naomi smiled an excited smile "What?"
"I was going to surprise you."
"Naomi, did you get a car?" Peter asked, surprised
"Wade got it for me; he let me pick it out and everything, but I have to keep it in a garage 'cause I don't think my parents would approve," Naomi said, smiling happily "It's a red Buick Convertible and it's gorgeous."
"You're letting me drive it," Peter informed her, making her laugh.
"Are you kidding? We're having sex in the back of that thing first," Naomi replied, before frowning "That was really loud."
"You said we needed to convince everyone that we're leaving to fuck," Peter replied, Naomi laughing.
"True. But, first. You are going to dance with me," Naomi said simply, dragging Peter out as a slow song started.
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Wanda wanted to hex every single one of these people.
"He's your twin? You two don't look similar at all," Daniel said.
Wow, not like anyone's ever mentioned that before.
"I know," Wanda said aloud, shrugging.
"It's weird that they haven't talked to us," Monica said, frowning slightly.
"He didn't want to come in the first place," Wanda said "Naomi had to convince him."
"Sounds like someone's whipped," Mark muttered.
"Well, seeing the sheer amount of sexual favors Naomi had to perform, I'd say that they're on equal footing."
"Wait, wh-!"
"Isaac, how about a dance!" Wanda said, snagging her friend's brother's wrist and pulling him to the dance floor.
Once they were on it, Wanda steered an extremely confused but willing Isaac over to Naomi and Peter, kicking the former in the leg.
"You're welcome."
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"Can we go now?" Peter murmured ten minutes later.
"Sure, just let me explain to Isaac," Naomi said, Peter slipping away to grab their coats.
Once she explained to Isaac, who rolled his eyes but acquiesced, and started to talk to Wanda as she waited for Peter, the silver haired mutant came up, obviously repressing laughter.
"What did you do?" Naomi asked.
"It's bad."
"What?" Naomi asked, smiling slightly.
"I thought that it would be a good idea to reserve a room, so I used the pay phone in the lobby," Peter dissolved into laughter.
"Who caught you?" Naomi asked, sighing.
"The principal and a nun."
"Oh my god," Naomi said, dropping her face to her hands "What did you say?"
"I told the truth; lying is a sin, you know," Peter said, Naomi punching him in the arm.
"They're going to tell my parents."
"Naomi, Mom and Dad deserve this rude awakening if they still think you're a virgin," Isaac pointed, gaining a look from Naomi.
"Come on, Maximoff," Naomi said, grabbing Peter and hauling him out of the school.
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"Are you mad at me?" Peter asked as they drove.
"No, it's in your nature to act like a dick all of the time," Naomi said "And I wouldn't love you if you were anything other than yourself."
"You love me," Peter said, sounding pleased.
"I do," Naomi said.
"And I love you."
"Obviously."
"Shut up," Peter teased as they pulled into the parking lot of the hotel.
"You know," Naomi said as they parked "I am still a little mad."
"Yeah?" Peter asked, looking over at her.
"Yeah," She said, grabbing his tie and pulling him closer "Maybe I should punish you."
Peter swallowed hard before giving a crooked smile.
"Yes, Ma'am."
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A/N
I seriously don't know why there's so much sex in this one; these two had minds of their own, and they were in the gutter.
This is for Hellraiserphoenix!
Also, if you couldn't tell, Naomi is definitely the top in the relationship.
And, I'll probably write a sequel where she picks him up from school and shows off.
And, if any of you, you know, ever felt so inclined, you're welcome to write smut about these two and link me to it and I'll put the link in here. Totally cool with reading it, really scared of writing it.
By the way, sorry for kind of neglecting you guys, I got caught up in To die as Lovers may, which, by the way, has the sequel up now.
Dancing Huntress that is adorable and i will do it.
And, CaptainComplicated, I'm not entirely sure what you meant by that; do you mean that they should switch bodies a la freaky Friday?
If you ever have an idea, feel free to review it or message it to me!
Thanks for Reading/Reviewing.