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Phillip Masters was furious.
"She is repelling me!" He screamed in rage before tossing the clay model of the Tempest to the furthest corner of the room. The object collided with the hard wall and shattered in to chucks of clay, the pieces dispersed across the floor.
He hunched over the table, finger nails digging into the wood as he snarled down at the rest of the models he had created—the entire Fantastic Five team. He needed a different plan of action, some way to crack into their defenses.
"My craftsman ship has been dulled by a lack of references; they have to look precisely like its predecessor in order for the neurokinetic clay to work." He muttered bitterly to himself with a crazed look in his eye.
"I need a new plan of attack; I need to target a mind that is easily penetrable...but who?" The realization hit him in a terrifying pace. A large maniacal grin took over his grim mouth.
"YES OF COURSE!" He turned away from his work table and raced to the exit, with one goal in mind.
Elise and Johnny sat on the couch watching The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. At least she was trying to but he kept distracting her by nibbling on her ear lobe.
"Watching early morning cartoons with you is so...sexy." He murmured breathlessly while gathering her into his arms. Elise smiled at his words, allowing him to pull her back against his naked chest.
She was wearing a muted green t-shirt with plaid boxer shorts. Johnny was wearing a pair of dark blue shorts that cut off just above his knees. She knew ideally, he would have liked to walk around her apartment naked. But Charcoal was still young and she didn't want her pet exposed to nudity—no matter how attractive the subject was.
"We've watched cartoons together before." She retorted as he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, she flinched from the ticklish sensation.
"Yes but, not at such close proximity where I can do this." His warm touch crept under her top and up her soft flesh. Elise's eyes widened scandalously, her cheeks a flame. She was suddenly aware of Charcoal curled up on his large square pillow beside the couch, slumbering peacefully.
"Johnny, Char is right there." She pointed out as his nimble fingers traveled further, up her taut belly.
"So?" He whispered dreamily, placing a chaste kiss to her neck "I am just touching you Smiles, can't I touch you?"
"Fine." She uttered, amused by his innocent tone "but I need a better seat."
"You have the best seat in the house."
"No..." She untangled herself from his arms and turned around to face him. Johnny watched her intently as she lifted her knee over his legs and straddled his lap. She raised her bold gaze to meet his and smirk mischievously.
"Now I do." She stated factually. Thoroughly charmed he didn't hesitate to claim her mouth with his.
Elise reveled in moments like this, when the day seemed endless and everything moved slow like their kisses. She didn't think she could be this comfortable with another human being other than her friends, but then again, she considered him a friend.
A deliciously erotic friend whom she couldn't keep her hands off of.
Johnny sat comfortably as his hands explored the expanse of her stomach down to the juicy thighs that hugged his hips. She was happily nibbling on his lower lip rather determinedly, licking and tasting him.
He was soon breathless by her kiss.
"Smiles." He panted, finding the strength to break away from her feverish kiss "Some of us need to breathe." He informed with a wheezy laugh.
"Oh, sorry." She murmured quietly against his mouth before moving back a few centimeters "I just, love your lips."
"Really?" He asked, with a arrogant glint in his eyes.
"mm, your lower lip is so plump and kissable." Her dazed stare was focused on his mouth, dexterously thumbing the swollen, supple flesh "Plus it's like this dark cherry—"
Her words came to an abrupt halt
"What?" He inquired tenderly while tracing the shape of her dark brows.
"I just thought of something I could do to you, involving cherries. I have to remember to put it on my grocery list." She said, sending him a wicked glance from behind her lengthy lashes.
His blood heated in anticipation, whenever Elise planned something sensual, she never disappoints
"Well then, I am just going to take my kissable lips and leave a little reminder for you." He murmured into her skin while trailing his lips down her graceful neck and to her throat.
"Johnny no." Her attempt at being stern was futile when his mouth on her skin was too damn distracting.
"Why not?" He demanded like a greedy child that was deprived of candy. Not used to being denied he tried a different tactic. His hands seductively pushed up her shirt, the material pooled around her midriff.
"After the whole bank mission incident, we are pretty much on the radar now. Wouldn't want to give them something to be suspicious about—especially Ben." She said in a steady voice even though her heart was racing "He is a lot more perceptive than you think."
"Fine." He grumbled dejectedly as his hands moved to her back and began to trace the length of her spine "but you are buying the cherries today."
Elise smiled and caressed his face in her petite hands. Johnny found amazement in the fact that despite the small appearance of her hands, they were strong. Her palms weren't soft like most girls but he didn't mind. She touched him with emotion, sometimes the sensation would reverberate through his being making his heart race. It was unfamiliar but highly welcomed by him.
"Have you ever thought about not shaving?" Her questioned jarred him out of his thoughts.
"Why?" He asked, the corners of his lips curved up at the adorable way her face reddened.
"Just um." She smoothed her fingers along his jaw line, her eyelids were hooded in desire "I have a thing for stubble."
The unbanked hunger in her emerald orbs sent a jolt of want straight to his groin.
"Smiles, if I knew facial hair turns you on, I would have stopped shaving a year and a half ago." He wretched out in a playfully exasperated way, he took one hand off her waist to run his fingers through her soft, curly hair "I just thought girls found it irritating or something."
His words confused. Ever since her teens she had been attracted to men with facial hair. She found it hard to fathom that Johnny shaved just because he thought women didn't like it. She began to wonder what kind of females he had been unfortunate enough to date in the past.
Prissy bitches like Natalie. She bit her tongue to not vocalize her internal comment, despite how challenging it was to. She pushed back her feelings of antipathy and placed a sweet kiss to his handsome face.
"I guess, but I am in need of a skin buffer anyway." She said with a cheeky little grin that aroused him further. His arm around her waist tightened pulling her flush against his naked chest and staring deep into her eyes.
"You are so naughty." He acknowledged in a velvet murmur.
"I know." She responded while biting her lip to suppress the girlish giggle that itched to leave. She felt so silly acting like such a school girl but at the same time, she didn't mind it.
He beamed up at her, flashing a row of perfectly white teeth. But then his ocean-blue eyes misted over in thought, his smile wavered for a moment. Elise was too distracted by the rouge colour of his lips to notice the change.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Hm?"
"Did Jeremy have stubble?"
He expected her to be as apprehensive as he was in that moment. He didn't know why he had asked the question, but it was gnawing at the back of his mind.
"Actually no." She said with a casual lift of her shoulders. Her hand moved dazedly down his well-built chest, her eyes followed the movement.
"He was high maintenance that way, all neat and stuff. Sometimes I used to disgust him with my sloth like ways." She smiled wanly, her thoughts reminisced back to her ex. Jeremy had slight OCD tendencies, despite being tolerant of him Eli realized he didn't share her feelings.
"I guess that's a big difference between Jeremy and me." Johnny said, bringing her out of her thoughts.
"What, that you don't mind not shaving?" She retorted wryly while tracing patterns on his chest.
"I would never be disgusted by you." She stilled under the seriousness in his statement. She looked to him, expecting to find some form of dishonesty—but there was none. Just pure adoration paired with a boyish grin.
She kissed him again, harder this time with hot intent. He yielded most eagerly, parting his lips for her. She plunged into his mouth, their tongues dancing feverishly against each other. His hands moved down her slender waist to her rear, he held her tightly and grind against her core.
She moaned lustfully and his ears feasted on the sound, deepening the kiss.
She wrenched her mouth of his, determined to make him call out for her just as he did to her. She began peppering kisses down the length of his neck. Nibbling and sucking the further she went. Her hands moved up, her finger nails gently clawing up his abdomen.
"Eli." She grinned wickedly at the breathless way he had uttered her name, the sound reverberated through a deep primal part of him—A side of him that she could not wait to feel again.
He tugged insistently on the hem of her shirt, flustered and impatient. She raised her arms up into the air, confidently.
The sudden thump on the door pierced their heated silence.
"Who is that?" Johnny demanded in shock, their heads had craned around at the sound.
"I don't know." She responded, waiting for another thud.
Knock knock
"Shit what if it's Ben?" He exclaimed his anxious gaze fell on her, she paled.
"Hide." Elise ordered, scrambling off of him and flattening down her shirt. Johnny shot up from the couch, his frantic gaze snapping about the room.
Alerted by their quick movements, Charcoal sat up from his position on his pillow and wagged his tail excitedly.
"Where?"
"I don't know, anywhere!"
"Liz!" A soft, wavering voice called out. The Tempest sighed in relief. The hammering in her heart began to slow.
"It's just Valerie." She announced quietly, her shoulders relaxing.
"I'll be right there!" She exclaimed loud enough for Val to here. She looked to Charcoal and called him over, the dog obediently strutted to her.
"She knows about us?" Johnny asked disapprovingly.
"Well not yet—"
"How can she be trusted?" Elise was surprised by the peevish questions he directed at her.
"Stop worrying, she won't tell anyone." She said reassuringly "Besides, why do you care so much anyway I thought you'd want a media circus on our ass?"
"Not if it messes with what we have now." He grumbled in a prickly tone, Elise knew he didn't mean for her to hear his words, but she did. Her heart swelled in a sudden contentment, she shook her head in amusement.
"She won't tell." She stated in a stern yet gentle way before leaving Johnny in the living room and guiding Charcoal past the kitchen and towards her bedroom.
She tenderly ushered the dog through the door before closing it and crossing the foyer to open the main door.
"Valerie hi—"
"Oh my God, Eli" the frantic red-head exclaimed suddenly enveloping a startled Elise into her arms. "I saw you fall on TV, it literally felt like someone pulled my heart out of my chest." Valerie sobbed into her shoulder while clinging desperately.
Elise was too stunned by the embrace to responded, her friend didn't seem to notice. Valerie leaned back to an arm's length and peered into Elise's eyes.
"Are you alright now, are you hurt?" She asked like a doting parent while stroking Eli's face.
"Val I am fine, you are shaking." Elise was concerned by the flushed and tear stained cheeks of her friend. Her usually well combed hair was a ridden mess and Elise was pretty sure she saw a glimpse of Valerie's pink pajamas under her blue coat.
"Why don't you come inside?"
The red-head nodded dazedly and Elise gathered her into the house before closing the door after her.
"You can't do this to me. Pick up your phone when I call God-damn it!" Valerie cried while stomping hard on the wooden floor boards.
"Whoa Val I am sorry, I was a little occupied." Elise was astounded by her friend's hysterical nature, she looked positively mad with her wide eyes and runny mascara. Her rage suddenly dimmed into a deep sadness, tears began to brim her amber eyes, threatening to spill.
"I really have to tell you something—it's important." Her lower lip trembled violently as she spoke. Eli's brows furrowed in brooding confusion.
"Okay." She said softly. Valerie spun around and marched into the kitchen determinedly, Elise trailed after her.
"I need to tell you this now before I lose my nerve and—Johnny?" She stilled at the sight of the shirtless male standing idly between the couch and TV, facing them.
"Hey Val," He greeted with a choir-boy like grin and a wave of an open hand.
"What—"Her stare shot frantically between Elise and Johnny before realization dawned on to her "Oh."
Elise blushed under Valerie's wide eyed gaze directed at her.
"Wow." The red-head breathed, smiling deviously "I was not expecting this, you really were occupied."
Suddenly her smile fell, surprising both Johnny and Elise.
"I'll come back." She announced stiffly before pivoting and walking back the way she came. Elise was jolted into action.
"No wait, don't run off you just got here—what's so important?" She demanded chasing after her friend. Valerie yanked open the door by the handle and stepped out.
"Nothing I'll just go." She uttered hastily before making a quick exit.
"Val!" Elise called out, watching her mane of red hair disappear behind the elevator doors. Elise cursed and ran back into the house, grabbed her black coat off its hook, shrugged it on and left in pursuit of her friend.
Johnny heard the door slam followed by a lengthy silence. He figured she left too and stood shifting his weight unsurely from one leg to the other.
"I'll just stay here then." He muttered comically into the air.