"Okay, tell me again!" Quinn teased.

"Oh shut up." Mercedes blushed. "I'm so happy, I could fly."

"Well I'm happy for you. I think Puck is going to drag this out."

"Not if you apologize to him."

"You really think that proud man will let me?" Quinn pursed her lips.

"Not the first time." Mercedes rolled her eyes. "But the sixth or seventh time, sure."

Quinn giggled. "I'm not going to beg."

"I did! & it worked!" Mercedes danced in her seat.

"Have you told Santana & the others?" Quinn returned to her car & resumed working.

"I told you & Laura last night. I told Santana & India this morning. I just gotta tell Moppet but I don't want to bother her."

"Since when?!"

Mercedes waved a hand at her back (she was too far away to hit her). "I guess I could call her."

"So tell me more about the date."

Mercedes pulled her phone out & dialed her sister's number. "We're going to Breadstix. I figured he'd like it."

"He's eighteen months. He'll like that it has food."

Mercedes laughed. "Hello? Marce? Let me put you on speaker." Mercedes pressed the button. "Can you hear me?"

"No, my ears popped on the plane & now everything sounds like a wind tunnel." Came the dry response.

Quinn snickered. "You can't just say yes?!"

"Nope."

Mercedes rolled her eyes. "You're a bona fide mess. You know that?"

"Why'd you call me?"

Mercedes huffed. "I'm dating your son!"

It was quiet for two seconds before… "Don't call me anymore."

"I'm serious. Mickey told the Changs about how you go on dates with Mally & how she wanted to go with her daddy."

"& you figure he shouldn't be left out?"

Mercedes scowled. "Stop knowing everything!"

Marcy chuckled. "I need your help. For when I get back?"

"You need my help?" Mercedes was ecstatic. Marcy had always been self-reliant & rarely needed help so Mercedes had few chances to "big sister" her.

"Yeah. Mal invited me to his prom. It's tomorrow night."

Quinn dropped what she was holding & whipped around.

Mercedes dropped her phone into her lap. Both screamed.

"Okay, what was the point of that?" Marcy grumbled.

Mercedes picked back up her phone. "He asked you to prom?!"

"That's the single most important dance of the year!" Quinn added as she raced over.

"Well he asked me & Pierre has no problem with it so…" Marcy trailed off.

"Pierre is okay with this?" Quinn looked at Mercedes.

"Yeah. We went out to dinner last night & I asked him how he felt about it. He said he was okay with it."

"He's very secure." Mercedes murmured.

"He knows nothing's going to pop off. It's just a dance."

Both Mercedes & Quinn had telling looks on their faces but said nothing.

"Anyway, I need your help. I've never been to prom before. I don't know what to wear or what to do. Help?"

"We'll go shopping as soon as you come back. When is that?" Quinn asked.

"Tomorrow morning. It'll be early."

"Good." Mercedes nodded. "You'll need all day to find a dress, shoes, jewelry, hair appointment, nail appointment, spa treatment-"

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! All that's involved with going to prom?!"

"Yes!"

Marcy groaned. "Aw man!"

Quinn giggled. "You're going to look great."

"The things I do for that boy…"

Mercedes giggled. "I called to tell you something."

"Yeah?"

"Mikey & I made up!" It was quiet. "Marce?"

"I'm here."

"Did you hear me?" Mercedes looked at Quinn, who looked just as confused.

"I heard you."

Mercedes waited but that was all she said. "Well?!"

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to say something?!"

"What do you want me to say?"

Mercedes sucked her teeth. "You could at least be happy for me."

"I'm very happy for you. I just don't know what you want me to say."

Quinn rolled her eyes & went back to working on her car.

Mercedes sighed. "Say you're happy for me."

"Didn't I just do that?"

"Marcy!"

"Weren't you doing something before you called me?"

"No. Now be supportive!"

"Stop whining!"

"Not until you act like a sister!"

"I don't need to act like a sister. I am a sista."

Mercedes bubbled up with giggles. "Shut up."

"Rude! I ain't gotta talk to you!"

Mercedes & Quinn laughed.

"So you two are sittin up there looking at each other like you're crazy?"

"No. Quinn's working on her car."

"Ooh! She's going to be done before you."

"All because somebody promised to help me with my fuel source & they haven't done it yet."

"I said I'll do it so I am. Dig the panties out of your butt."

"You've always had wonderful imagery, Moppet." Quinn said dryly.

"Who am I? Claude Monet? Imagery my dainty foot!"

For some reason, that gave Mercedes the giggles.

M&MC

Mercedes finished ironing her dress for the night & laid it where the dogs couldn't reach before picking out shoes & jewelry. Then she put up the iron & board.

She went to peek in on Marc, who was watching a game downstairs. "Hey?"

"Hey? When'd you get back?" He didn't even turn around.

She rolled her eyes. "I been back. That game is not that special."

"Weren't you somewhere else? Go back."

She came inside fully just to aggravate him. "Nope! I'm here now! I want to spend time with you!"

"You're clingy." He pushed her away.

She pouted. "You don't love me anymore?"

He raised a brow. "Why do you gotta go there? Every time!"

She kept her pout & widened her eyes. "Because you never want to spend time with me."

"I do too! We're spending time now." He wrapped his arm around her.

"You told me to get out."

"I was joking. I can't joke no more?"

She just stared at him.

He sighed. "I'm sorry. I want to spend time with you."

"Yay." She took the remote from him & got comfortable. "Let's see what's on TV."

W.W.W.

"You have a lot of models in your family." Ryder noted.

Mike made a considering face. "We do."

"You said you used to, too. Right?" Blaine asked. "Will you ever do it again?"

"Me personally, I don't know. I always had trouble sitting still."

"I totally plan on doing it again." Quinn said. "I think I always did."

Mercedes thought about it. "I did used to love it. Let's say that if the opportunity arises, I'll do it."

"Have we seen anything you've done?" Marley asked.

"Maybe. It depends on the media you're exposed to."

"I saw this clothing commercial they did & they look like mini them & it was adorable." Puck taunted.

"Shut up." Mike glared.

"They had to be like five & they were in this big room, playing. It was super cute."

"We didn't show you that so you could mock us, you jerk!" Mercedes clenched her fists.

Puck just laughed.

"What were you doing at five?!" Tina came to their rescue.

"Thank you, Tina!" Mercedes stuck her tongue out.

"I was a badass. Even then." Puck snapped his teeth at her.

She quickly pulled her tongue in her mouth but made a face at him even though they were yards apart. "I believe you were bad."

"I know he's been bad since the third grade." Finn said.

Puck scowled at both. "Forget this!"

"Can't take it?" Mike taunted.

"At least I never ran anyone off!"

Mike gasped. "I did not!"

"You did, too! You drove Laura out of state!"

"I didn't drive her anywhere!" Mike stopped as his phone rang. That was weird. He answered it. "Hello?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Was heard loud & clear.

Quinn frowned. "Is that Laura?"

Mike held his phone away from his ear as plenty of Swedish curses rained down upon his head & turned his face red. "Yeah."

"What'd you do?" Mercedes knew he had to have done something.

"I didn't do anything!"

"Yes, you did, you-!" Mike covered the phone so no one could hear Laura's heated words.

The class stared at him.

"Mike, what did you do?" Tina gaped.

He tucked his chin into his chest. "She's overreacting."

Puck fell out laughing. "She's going to kill you!"

"I did nothing wrong!"

"You keep saying that but I can still hear her yelling." Sam didn't believe that for a minute.

An evil grin spread across Mike's face before he wiped it off. But they all saw it… "I didn't do anything."

"Oh my goodness, you're the devil!" Unique's eyes widened.

"What did you do?! We know you did something!" Mercedes wrestled the phone from him & won. She held him off as she spoke to Laura. "Lady? What'd he do?"

The class leaned forward to hear what she'd say.

"He did what?! Again?!"

Mike stood up & bowed. "Well it's been fun…"

Quinn caught him as he tried to run out, wrapping her arms around his middle. "Oh no, you don't! What'd you do?!"

Mercedes hung up the phone & turned to her boyfriend. "He booby trapped her room! again! & filled it with dead frogs!"

Quinn turned green. "Again?!"

"Again?!" The class was disgusted.

Puck nearly laughed himself off his chair. "She's going to kill you!"

"Mike, why would you do that?" Tina swallowed the bile trying to climb up.

"Why would you fill her room up with dead frogs?! Haven't you traumatized her enough?!" Mercedes set her hands on her hips.

Mike bowed his head but wasn't the least bit remorseful. "I'm sorry, Mercy."

"That's not funny, Mikey! She's going to have nightmares for weeks!"

Quinn screamed & ran away from him.

"What's wrong with you?" Artie asked. "He didn't turn your room into a swamp."

"But we could be next!"

Mercedes gulped. "You better not! The beating I gave Mal should be a warning."

"Why'd you beat Mal?" Unique wondered.

"Why is Laura afraid of dead frogs in the first place?" Jake wanted to know.

"Mikey tortured Laura." Mercedes said. "Marc picked at her but Mike really tortured her. He did everything but steal her diary."

"What? Why?" Blaine didn't get it. "Why'd he leave her diary?"

"Because that's Jr.'s thing." Quinn explained. "He's always stealing our diaries."

"Which is why I beat him." Mercedes crossed her arms.

"That was the funniest thing I've ever seen!" Puck laughed. "She took a plastic baseball bat & beat him!"

Mike snickered.

"Anyway, Mike thought it would be the coolest thing to meet a prince & be his knight when we were four & he thought Laura looked enough like a princess to be one so he caught a frog for her to kiss. She didn't take it well… For about a year, he tried to convince her to kiss any frog he caught until he realized exactly how scared she was. Then he decided to torture her with them." Mercedes went on with an eye-roll.

"He'd leave them everywhere. One time he filled her bed with them while she slept." Quinn said. "She was totally freaked out."

"Mike." Tina was blown away.

Mike, though proud of his past accomplishments, knew better than to show it. "I've grown up."

"Then why'd you fill her room with dead frogs?!" Mercedes waved his phone.

"You can't prove that was me!"

"I was with Marc today & Mal leaves Laura to you!"

"Why?" Kitty didn't get that. "If he likes stealing your diaries, doesn't he like to do other things?"

"Not to Laura. Marc terrorized our cousins & picked at Laura. Mal stole her diary. But Mike was the one to be on her like white on rice."

"Mal was on us!" Quinn spat bitterly.

"He stole our diaries, played pranks on us, tricked us, all kinds of stuff. I don't know which was worse. Laura was the sole focus of Mikey but Mal was able to devote equal time to me & Quinn."

"But that didn't stop Mikey from making us afraid of animals."

"Making you afraid of animals?" Marley was afraid to ask.

"We weren't really afraid of animals until he actively tried to find an animal to scare us like he did to Laura."

"I'm terrified of snakes." Mercedes said. "Big snakes, little snakes, poisonous snakes, benign snakes, fake snakes, I'm scared to watch snake movies."

Sam knew she was afraid of snakes but now knew who was behind it. "That's not cool, dude. She's really scared of them."

"& I'm afraid of spiders." Quinn shuddered.

"Oh yeah." Finn tapped his chin. "I remember we saw a little one & you ran away screaming."

Mike was having a hard time not laughing. It was hard enough keeping a contrite look upon his face. "I was a child. I've put childish things away."

"Maddie's completely freaked out by mice because of him." Quinn went on.

"That is not nice." Marley shook her head.

"What about Marcy?" Tina asked. "What'd he traumatize her with?"

"He couldn't find anything. She likes snakes & spiders & she doesn't care about mice or frogs. Every time he tried to scare her with something, she'd turn it around on him." Mercedes said. "She's braver than me."

"Did Mal play jokes & stuff on Marcy & Maddie?"

"No. Marcy believe in tenfold revenge & Mal didn't want to torture a little sister. Us however… we barely made it out alive."

"You Chang brothers are bad." Blaine shook his head.

"If I was bad, I learned it from Marc." Mike scuffed his shoe on the tile.

"If?!" Sam gave him the side-eye.

"Mal was worse than me! You should hear some of the stuff he did to them!"

Mercedes made a noise of angry distress. "I could just kill him!"

"What'd he do?" Tina had never been more glad to be an only child.

"He put chewing gum in my clarinet. He filled our pool with fish after we were already in it. He put jello in the pool. He put food coloring in the pool & in our shampoo. He rearranged my homework so I'd turn in the wrong stuff. He emptied a bottle of my perfume into my backpack. He kept leaving skates out so I'd trip. He told my first crush that I hated him & thought he smelled like wet dog. I could go on & on!"

"He'd always mess with the strings on my violin. He spray-painted words on my wall in my bedroom. He checked out books at the library using my card & would keep them out late. He would throw crab apples at me when I was going for the record in anything & needed my concentration. He put fake bugs in my lunch. He dyed my hair brown! I could keep going!" Quinn added.

Jake was laughing like a hyena. "I wish you were a girl!"

Puck glared. "You try any of that & you're dead!"

"What else did Mike do to your sister?" Artie wished he had an older sister, too. Some of those pranks sounded good.

"He moved everything in her room to the left three inches just to mess with her." Mercedes listed.

"He booby-trapped her room a few times." Quinn tacked on.

"He froze her bras at a Cheerio sleepover & put them around the bushes outside."

"He put a salamander in her bed while she was sleeping."

"He told a boyfriend she was born with a tail!"

That was it. All the boys had to laugh, even Blaine & Mr. Shue (although they stopped quickly).

Coach Sylvester looked at Mike's contrite face. "He doesn't regret a thing!"

The devil would know… He grimaced. "Yes, I do. I was wrong to do those things."

"& you don't care. You're proud of your evil self."

He felt that was the pot calling the kettle demonic. "I would never!"

"You feel as much remorse as I do when I push my Cheerios to be the best."

He was caught. "Fine. I did it."

A couple people gasped.

"& I enjoyed doing it."

Unique pressed her hands to her forehead. "I thought you were so sweet!"

"I am sweet." He shrugged. "I just like messing with Laura."

"Dead frogs, Mike." Tina said slowly.

"I hope she doesn't go looking for any more. She won't like that."

Mercedes closed her eyes for a few seconds. "Do we have to look forward to you doing this to us?"

"No." He smiled. "Her room was payback. The frogs were because I was bored."

"You know she's going to kill you."

"I know. I'm going to go over there & clean up."

"You just ought to."

He grinned. "Can't wait."

"You're worse than Marcy. At least she messes with other people. You mess with us."

"Don't compare me with that demon. She's done some really terrible things." Not that he saw her any different.

"So have you!"

"Nah. She's badder."

"Like punching that lady at the park?" Puck really wanted to tell the story. "C'mon! She's not here! We can tell it!"

Mercedes sighed heavily. "Go on."

He immediately began telling the story. Contrary to his nature, he only told the facts.

Mr. Shue was horrified. "In the head with a toy?!"

"They're a match made in prison!" Blaine waved his hands.

"Anyone else thinking Chucky & Tiffany? Except she's Chucky & he's Tiffany?" Tina shuddered.

"It's really not that bad." Mercedes smirked.

"He rocked a guy at the park, Ms. Lady." Jake shook his head. "She kicked a woman in the head. Their kid beat another one with a toy. They're destined for death row."

"You know what's horrible?" Mike cocked his head. "I think Mally is. Mal told me how when he went to get his hair cut, they went to the children's museum & he hit a boy in the face with a plastic toy."

Mercedes & Quinn jaws dropped. "He did not!"

"Mal said they were talking & he looked over to see Mally fighting for a toy with a kid twice his size. He went over & tried to get him to share & he just slapped him across the face with the toy."

Coach Sylvester started laughing.

"Sue, that's not funny!" Mr. Shue chided.

"Are you sure?!" Puck was cracking up. "I can picture it & it seems hella funny!"

"He's going to jail." Jake reinforced.

"He's too little to be so bad." Tina shook her head.

"He's not bad. He just doesn't know how to process his anger." Mercedes denied.

"Like his violent parents?" Blaine lifted a brow.

"They're not that violent. He's not that violent. Usually."

"Ultimate Diva, your brother's crazy." Unique deadpanned.

Mercedes bowed her head. "I know."

M&MC

Mercedes pulled her dress down before pulling on her jacket & grabbing her purse.

Rose wandered in. "Where are you going?"

"I have a date."

"Please say it's with Sonny."

Mercedes grinned as she floated out. "Nope. It's with his nephew."

Rose was totally confused.

Mercedes jumped in her car & drove around the corner to the Changs'. She got out & went inside. "Anybody home?!"

Maddie ran down the stairs. "Hi, Mercy!"

Mercedes hugged her. "Hi, baby! Where are you going?"

"To the movies!" Maddie kissed her cheek before running outside.

That was a whirlwind she wasn't prepared for. She was facing the door when tiny footsteps sounded. She turned around in time to catch Mally before he barreled into her. "Hi!"

He wrapped his arms around her neck. "Hi, Tia!"

She set him on her hip & went through the house looking for someone. She found Jeanette in the kitchen. "Hi."

"Hello, Mercy." Jeanette smiled.

"What are you making?"

"A salad. Michael's working, Maddie went out, Mal & Mickey are gone, Mally is going out. It's just me & Mike. I thought we could spend some time together before he leaves."

Mercedes cooed. "Aw! So cute. You're having a mom/son dinner while your son is having daddy/daughter dinner."

Jeanette hit her arm with a tomato chunk. "Terrible child."

"Your terrible child is in Italy." Mercedes grinned.

"I'm telling her you said that!"

"Oh no! Please don't!"

Both laughed. Mally pressed his hands against Mercedes's cheeks.

"What are you doing, sweetie?"

He just continued to play with her face.

"He's super weird." Jeanette remarked.

"Mrs. C!" Mercedes laughed.

"He is! He keeps hugging my legs & he likes to put his hands over my mouth when I'm talking but he doesn't want me to stop. This child is strange!"

Mercedes giggled. "He did spank me."

"What?!" Jeanette had to stop what she was doing to laugh.

"I was bent over on the floor, trying to retrieve one of his toys, when he smacked my butt."

Jeanette stared at her grandson, who had forgotten all about messing with his aunt & now was focused on picking up ingredients from the counter to put in his mouth. "Do you think she taught him that?"

"I asked her about it & she looked so disturbed. She said he does that & she didn't know how to get him to stop."

Jeanette covered her eyes. "On top of his violent streak, he has a pervy one. That's going to end well…"

"Did you know he hit some kid at the children's museum?"

Jeanette looked at her sharply. "What?! No!"

Mercedes told her what Mike told them. "& he didn't even care!"

Jeanette gaped at Mally, who munched happily. "You stop hittin people!"

Mally just stuffed another ingredient in his mouth.

"It's like talking to her."

Mercedes giggled. "Where's Sonny?"

"In the den, I think." Jeanette had to continue chopping to replenish the ingredients Mally stole.

Mercedes walked out & to the den. Mike was indeed there, playing a video game. "Hi!"

"Hey." He paused the game.

She sat next to him & kissed his cheek.

He lifted his brows. "What are we? new?" He found her lips & gave her a real kiss.

She blushed heavily. "It's nice to see you, too."

He got a perverse thrill out of making her blush. "We should do something tomorrow night."

The subject change threw her for a loop but she powered through. "I was thinking that, too. Mal & Marcy are going to his prom-"

"They are?" That threw him for a loop. "Since when?!"

"I don't know. She just told me today." She shrugged.

"Is she or is she not with this boyfriend?"

"She is. He knows about it."

Mike sucked his teeth & rolled his eyes. "This is stupid. Why is she even with this guy?"

"I don't know."

He shook his head. "She needs to stop."

"I agree but Marcy isn't going to do anything she doesn't want to do."

"Stubborn Minx."

"Anyway." She hit his leg. "Since they're going to prom, they need someone to watch the kids. I think we should do that."

He eyed her from the corners of his eyes. "Why?"

She smiled sunnily. "You know this is exactly how our kids will look."

"Mercy,-"

"I'm just saying!"

He kissed her again. "Fine. We'll go out & pretend they're ours."

She blushed hardcore (he delighted in that). "I wasn't suggesting that!"

"Uh huh." He believed that… not!

"I wasn't! At least not consciously. Which means for you to pick up on that, you had to be thinking it, too!"

"Oh no, you don't!" He tickled her. "You were thinking it!"

She wiggled away from him. "No, you were thinking it!"

Mally stuck his hand out.

Mike took him from Mercedes & shook him gently. Mally giggled.

Mercedes kissed Mike's cheek as he shook Mally again. "We gotta go. I don't want him out too late."

"His mommy might go ballistic." Mike agreed.

Mercedes giggled before taking Mally. "She's not going to kill me!"

"I'll protect you." He wrapped his arms around her.

Mally wrapped his arms around her neck & kissed her check. "I protect you, Tia."

Mercedes giggled & kissed his cheek. "Thank you, sweetie."

"What? I don't get a kiss?" Mike teased.

"Boy, you're messy!" She laughed before going to kiss his cheek but he turned at the last second & went deep.

He actually tried laying her down but Mally poking his shoulder drew him back into reality.

Mercedes had wide eyes. "Wow."

He grinned. "Stay a minute when you bring him back."

She blushed & stood up quickly. "I don't know."

"You'll stay."

She couldn't take that heavy lidded stare so she fled the den & ran to the front door. She barely paused to grab the car seat before blowing out the door. She knew very well that she'd stay.

M&MC

"Look, Tia." Mally held up his placemat. Mercedes hadn't even known Breadstix had coloring placemats for children until their waitress suggested one.

She looked up at his dragon. It was dizzyingly colored. Every scale was a different color while his body was a florescent pink. She giggled. "It's so pretty."

He beamed & went back to coloring.

The waitress came back with their food, chicken fingers & fries for Mally & chicken Parmesan & a Greek salad for Mercedes. "Any refills?"

Mercedes looked at his cup & saw it was out of milk. "Yes, for him." Her tea was half full.

"Okay." The waitress took the tiny cup. "I'll be right back."

"Look, Mally." Mercedes tapped the table. "Food."

Mally grinned & set aside his art. He picked up a chicken finger & immediately dropped it. "Hot."

"Blow on it." Mercedes smiled but refused to laugh at his bemused expression.

He leaned over & blew on the chicken finger. Then he reached out with his tongue & poked it.

Mercedes caught the giggles. Jeanette was right; the boy was strange. She brought out her phone & recorded him.

The waitress brought back the milk & giggled when she saw the baby licking the crumbs off his chicken. "So cute."

"I know, right." Mercedes did her own chuckling. As the waitress walked away, Mally had the bright idea to put his hand in his milk & dribble what was still attached to his drenched hand onto his licked chicken. Mercedes couldn't help but laugh.

Mally picked up the chicken & took a bite before licking his hand.

"Yummy?" Mercedes teased.

He nodded happily. "Um hmm!"

Mercedes stopped the video & sent it to her siblings. Then she started in on her salad.

Exactly one minute & 45 seconds later, she received a call.

"Hello?"

"That ain't my kid."

Mercedes burst out laughing. "Yes it is, Marcy!"

"That didn't come outta me."

"Marcy, yes, he did!" Mercedes watched as Mally repeated his milk trick with some French fries. "Oh! He's doing it again!"

"That's his daddy! I swear I'm not like that."

Mercedes giggled as a beep was heard. She peeked at her phone, saw Mal's name. "Hold on. I gotta click over."

"Just make him stop before someone thinks he's raised in a barn."

Mercedes clicked over. "Mal?"

"Why is he doing that? He doesn't do that at home. Why is he doing that?"

"I don't know." She chuckled. "He just did it. It seems to be working."

Mal sighed. "People are going to think he grew up in the wild."

"I can't believe you called on your date to say that."

"Well you sent it to me. Tell me you didn't send that to anyone else!"

"I sent it to everyone."

"Who's everyone?"

"You, Marce, Quinn, Laura, Mikey & Maddie. I tried to sent it to Marc but I don't know if it went through."

"They're going to be laughing at my kid."

"Marcy's not laughing. She's also not claiming him. She says he gets it from you." Mercedes just felt like making trouble.

"What?!"

"She said & I quote "That's his daddy"."

"I'm not weird!"

Yes, you are. "Of course not."

"You're mocking me. I'm going to call back when nice Mercy is around."

"No, no, Mal."

"Nope. My Mercy wouldn't talk about me. Would never call me weird."

"You're going to milk this for all it's worth, aren't you?"

"You got it. Just keep his hands out of his milk, will ya?"

"I can only try." She clicked back over. "Marce? Are you there?"

"I suppose so."

"You never could say yes or no."

"Yes, I could but if I remember correctly & I do, you all hated that. Kill me for being accommodating."

"Oh right." Mercedes frowned. They had hated that. "Well it's acceptable every once in a while."

"It's an either or thing, babe."

"Do you want to talk to your son?" Mercedes couldn't stand her.

"Why? So he can get milk all over your phone?"

Mercedes hadn't thought about that. "C'mere, Mally. Let me wipe your hand."

M&MC

"Why'd he put his hand in his milk?" Mike asked as soon as she tiptoed into his room.

She jumped. "You could have told me you were awake!"

"It's seven thirty. What else would I be?"

"Mrs. C said you turned in early."

"No, I wanted to get away from her."

Her mouth fell open. "I can't believe you just said that."

He shrugged & moved to her. "I see you came back."

"Just to say goodbye. Goodbye."

He stopped her before she could flee like she clearly was trying to do. "Ah, ah, ah!" He pulled her back into the room. "Where are you going?"

"Home?" She squeaked.

He walked her backwards to his bed then picked her up to sit her on top. "No. You are going to strip."

Her eyes were wide but her mouth was closed.

"Here. Let me help you." He grasped the zipper of her dress & pulled it down.

She shivered as his palm came in contact with her side. "I don't think-"

"You don't need to think. Just feel."

"I feel…" Her breath hitched as he trailed from her side to the straps on her shoulders. It was like fire danced across his fingertips & sliced at her skin.

He pulled the left strap down gently & kissed her shoulder through her hair. "You feel?"

She swallowed hard as his slightly just rough enough lips brushed her heated skin. "I feel."

He smiled against her shoulder blade. "Good."

She turned her head as he pulled the right strap down & lightly pushed the top of her dress down. She breathed deeply to control her erratic heartbeat but could feel it thumping away anyway.

He pulled her closer with the bunched fabric & pressed light kisses wherever he could reach. He wrapped an arm around her back & placing his other hand on the bed, used it to drag her body more fully onto the bed.

She wanted to touch him but her arms were trapped. She squirmed to free herself but she didn't get anywhere & he just chuckled. She pouted.

He kissed her lips softly before releasing her arms from their passion fruit colored bondage. He placed a kiss on her neck at his success.

As soon as her arms were freed, she ran her hands over his biceps before realizing he still wore his clothing while she felt exposed. So she fingered the hem of his shirt & tugged.

He got the message & leaned up to pull his shirt over his head. He tossed the discarded cotton on to the floor & returned to her warm embrace.

She wrapped her arms around his neck & gave him a kiss that let him know how much she missed him. He reciprocated as he pushed her dress further down.

She panted when they parted, unable to catch her breath but she didn't really want it. She just wanted him.

He pulled her dress off & disrobed her of her undergarments while keeping on her heels. He got off the bed & turned on music. Strains of Jodeci's Freek'n You came through loud & clear. He returned to the bed as a shocked expression crossed her face. She was in awe. Then he proceeded to lick her from head to toe.

When he finished, he grabbed a bottle of special heating oil & poured a generous amount on his hands. He rubbed them together & pulled her down by her thighs & began paying special attention to her magical garden. As he went to work with his mouth, his hands rubbed, massaged & pinched any place he could reach.

She dug her heels & head into his mattress as she tried to contain herself & not say a word. His mother & their nephew were home for goodness sake!

He teased her, letting her get close to the edge then blowing on her to cool her down before whipping her into a frenzy again. He licked, kissed, suckled & bit at her with varying degrees but it was all tinged with a touch of darkness. There were a few times she winced but it hurt so good, she didn't want him to stop.

Then it happened…

She was nearly crazy with want, needing release in a way she never had when he angled her body off the bed & powerthrusted into her. Her mouth made a silent "o" as she'd been wholly unprepared for it & never even knew when he took off his pants.

She came immediately.

All she knew was that that was the single greatest orgasm she'd ever had (& she'd been through some humdingers) & it wasn't even over yet because he was pounding into her like he was trying to hammer a nail.

She arched as the feeling came back over her & tried to hold on by reaching for him. He held himself out of reach but she couldn't stop trying. His slick chest ended up covered in tiny scratches.

She really wanted to kiss him but he was too far away. She needed to kiss him before she came again. It was her way of being connected with him. But he stayed out of reach as he changed the angle of his thrusts.

Using strength she didn't know she possessed, she shot up & caught him around his neck & pulled him down. She tried to plant a kiss on him but he turned his head.

She whimpered & in retaliation, he bit her left nipple, hard. Just like that, she came. He tumbled off in to the abyss seconds later.

As soon as he stopped rocking in to her, he pressed a bruising kiss to her lips.

She could feel some unexpressed emotions in it but then it was over & he pulled out. He wrapped the covers around them & turned his back on her.

Her emotions were all over the place as she watched his breathing even out. She sat up & took off her heels before dropping them onto the floor. She laid back down & watched him sleep.

There was something he wasn't telling her. But they just got back on track. Should she bring it up?

As she wrapped an arm around him & kissed between his shoulder blades, she resolved to ask her sisters tomorrow & fell asleep.