Tease

"So how is the apartment?" Dean asked Punk, sitting in the station at their desks, "You settled in?"

"Yeah, it's great." Punk nodded, "I think we were both kinda worried that we were taking such a big step but it feels right. I can't really imagine going home and not seeing her." He admitted as Dean nodded, "And April got a job."

"She did?" Dean questioned.

"Yeah a part-time gig at a shoe store." Punk nodded, "We're going out tonight to celebrate."

"That's good. Tell her I said congratulations." Dean said as Punk nodded, "You think you're trying to forget about it subconsciously?"

"Forget about what?" Punk asked.

"Janine… the fact you're still married." Dean said.

"Well to me I'm not married anymore." Punk said, "I don't feel married. I haven't for months." He said, "I think it's best for her that she's gone to her mom's for a while. It gives us both time to cool off." He nodded, "When she comes back hopefully she isn't as mad and… we can just start the divorce process." He nodded, "I don't want it hanging over me."

"Of course not." Dean said, "Has April heard from her parents?"

"No." Punk scoffed, "She hasn't seen or heard from them since they threw her out." He said as Dean shook his head.

"They really live in their own little bubble, don't they?" Dean shook his head.

"She's better off without them." Punk shook his head, "Breaks my heart a little when I see April looking around, as if she's been in prison for years and just got out. When I took her on that first date… she was just in shock with everything." He said, "I know sometimes she still feels alienated but I'm trying to take her to as much places as I can, show her around everywhere that she's missed." He said as Dean smiled, "Gonna take her to a hawks game next week."

"At least she's out now and she has more freedom." Dean nodded, "No one deserves to live in lockdown like she has." He said as Punk nodded.

"It's just nice not having to sneak around anymore." Punk nodded, "As soon as I can get the divorce over, the better."

"You think she'll make it hard for you?" Dean asked him.

"Probably. But I don't know. She can take the house, obviously. I've already called up about the mortgage. I had to deal with a lot of shit when I was signing the papers for the apartment." He said, "I don't care what she wants, I just wanna be divorced."

"Given you've both helped in breaking the marriage up, it should be a civil divorce… but, it's Janine we're talking about so I'll hold my breath." He shook his head as Punk nodded.

"Hey, babe. I just gotta get changed and then we can go." Punk said, getting home later that night where AJ was already ready to go out for dinner.

"I left your shirt and jeans out." AJ nodded as he walked over to her and gave her a kiss hello.

"How was your day?" He asked her, taking his black shirt off and replacing it with a casual one.

"It was good. I had a morning class and then just came home. Started getting ready a little early." She said, excited to be going out.

"You look beautiful." He smiled as she blushed, watching him wander through to the bathroom, "The table isn't booked until five so we can take our time getting there." He announced to her as AJ nodded, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"How was work? Did you get your reports finished?" AJ asked him, brushing down her leather skirt as she sat on the edge of the bed, listening to him brushing his teeth.

"Yeah, just made the cut." Punk said, with a mouthful of toothbrush, "Thought I was gonna have to take some home at one point." He said, fixing his hair in the mirror, slicking it back a little more, "Oh, Dean said congratulations on getting the job." He said, walking out of the bathroom, popping a piece of gum in his mouth.

"Oh, well tell him thank you." AJ smiled, standing up from the bed, "I have a present for you." She said, grinning.

"A present for me?" Punk laughed a little as she nodded, handing him the small remote control over as he looked at it, "You… want me to fix this?" He assumed, "What's it for?" He asked curiously, looking around the remote, pressing the button as he watched AJ jump a little, "You nervous?" He laughed, not catching on, "Is it for your computer or something?" He asked, pressing it again as he watched AJ moan this time, raising a brow.

"Not for my computer." AJ laughed a little, "I have these vibrating love eggs in. You press that button and it vibrates." She smirked as he raised his eyebrows.

"But we're going out." Punk shook his head as AJ nodded.

"I know." She smiled.

"Oh." Punk grinned to himself, "Really?" He smiled a little as she nodded.

"Yeah but don't torture me too much." She said.

"So if I just…" He pressed on the button, watching her eyes roll a little as she steadied her hand on the bed, "And you're giving me control of this all night?" He asked as she nodded, moaning a little as she reached up and grabbed the remote from him as he chuckled, "Are you sure?" He chuckled.

"Yeah." AJ gasped a little, handing the remote back to him, straightening up.

"Ok." He smirked, leaning down and kissing her. He admired the way she explored her sexual desire and let him be a part of it. It showed to him that she felt comfortable with him, and trusted him, and that was all he wanted.

"You ready to go?" She smiled to him, noticing he hadn't stopped grinning since she gave him the remote. She knew he'd enjoy it, and it was something she wanted to do. She liked the idea of the unexpected, and the fact they'd be in public.

"Yeah, I'm ready." Punk nodded, putting the remote in his pocket as she smiled.

"I will do the filet, six ounce, please." AJ nodded, looking at her menu as they sat in the busy restaurant, ordering their food with their waiter.

"And how would you like that cooked?" The waiter asked.

"Uh, well done." AJ nodded, jumping a little as she felt the vibrations below, placing her hand on the table, keeping her head down as Punk watched her with a smile.

"And your sides, miss?" The waiter asked.

"Uh…" AJ took a deep breath, gulping and looking over at Punk who smirked to her innocently, "Fries." AJ blurted out as Punk chuckled to himself, taking his finger off the button as he watched her relax a little more, only to press his finger back onto it to drive her further insane.

"And for you, sir?" The waiter turned his attention to Punk whilst AJ leaned back on her chair, folding her legs over, breathing heavily to herself, "Sir?" The waiter said again as Punk was too distracted watching AJ in an extremely erotic state.

"Oh, yeah… I'll do the same." Punk nodded, taking his finger off the remote as AJ gasped with relief.

"Well done?" The waiter asked.

"No, extremely rare, please." Punk nodded, handing his menu to the waiter as AJ handed hers over, watching him walk away.

"You're evil." She scolded but with a smile.

"I think you should put this in every time we go out." Punk nodded to himself, placing his elbows on the table as he looked across at her.

"Yeah you wish." AJ chuckled to herself, taking a sip of her water, "Is it warm in here?" She asked him.

"No." Punk smiled, watching her taking a drink as he pushed the button again, watching her almost spit the water out, sitting her drink down as she held onto the edge of the table.

"Oh my God." She whispered to herself, placing her hand over her mouth as Punk smiled. She underestimated just how good it would feel, and the thrill of trying not to be loud or react so obviously was turning her on. She never expected to be as flustered as she was.

"You ok?" Punk chuckled cheekily as she looked across at him.

"Mhm." She gasped a little as he took his finger off the button, watching her run her hand through her hair and lean back on her chair a little.

"I like this little remote." He nodded to himself as she chuckled.

"I thought you would." AJ shook her head as he smiled.

After one of the most intense dinners of her life, they finally payed the cheque and left the restaurant, heading back to the car parked outside. He didn't torment her too much during their dinner, but every now and then he'd catch her off guard. He knew when the best time was to press the button, and how long to hold it for. Sometimes he'd deliberately watch her get close and take his finger off, which was driving her insane. She could tell he was having fun watching her, and although it was hard to keep her self-control, it was a huge turn on for her throughout the night.

"That food was so good." AJ said, sitting in the passenger's seat as Punk drove them home.

"Wasn't my favourite part of the night." He said honestly as she smiled.

"Obviously not." AJ chuckled a little, suddenly feeling the vibrations below starting again, turning around and noticing he had the remote in his hand, pressing on the button, whilst his other held the steering wheel, "Phil." AJ begged.

"What?" Punk said innocently, listening to her moaning and moving around in the seat beside him, almost making a whining type of moan in desperation.

He took his finger back off the button as she shook her head, "No, please… put it back on." She begged as Punk smiled, pressing the button again as she moaned.

This time she dipped her hand into her skirt and panties as Punk turned to her for a second, watching as she sat on the seat, so desperate and frantic as he could see she was touching herself rapidly. It was a sight hot enough to make him painfully hard, which made driving a lot more difficult, especially when she was sitting beside him getting herself off.

"Fuck, baby… please don't stop it." AJ begged, biting her lip and rolling her head back against the car seat, sliding further down as she stroked her clit in rapid circles whilst the vibrations rocked her body. She'd been begging for this release all night. The teasing had built up to so much need and pleasure.

Punk didn't dare take his finger off the button this time, it was too far gone and listening to her moaning loudly beside him was to enjoyable to stop.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." AJ moaned, feeling light-headed as everything built up to the one area, letting go of it as it rushed through her entire body, moaning out in ecstasy as she leaned against the car door, hands in her panties as Punk turned to her, taking his finger off the remote as he saw the aftermath of her orgasm, the relief on her face and the satisfaction. He was extremely glad they had arrived home.

She liked the fact that by him torturing her all night, she had ultimately got to torture him in the end.

"You're the evil one." Punk concluded.

"Maybe." She whispered, watching him get out of the car as she followed, still feeling weak and legless after such an intense orgasm.

She walked into the apartment building, her lips on his as they kissed their way up the stairs, almost tripping up a few times. They eventually reached their apartment as Punk opened it up, picking her up as her legs circled around him, walking into the apartment and locking the door behind them as he walked straight to the bedroom with her.