Early the next afternoon Buttercup and Bubbles headed straight to the boy's place, wanting to get there before Blossom came home.
As was the new norm, Buttercup knocked and then immediately let herself in. She knew Butch would still be sleeping, who knew about the others. When she stepped inside Boomer was on his way over to them. His eyes lit up when they fell on Bubbles and she lunged into his arms. Buttercup rolled her eyes, good god they were so unbelievably sappy. She didn't see Blossom and noticed that Brick's door was still closed. She turned back to her blonde sister, who was already sucking face with Boomer. "I'm going to wake Butch." She raised an eyebrow, "Don't let her leave."
When she entered Butch's room, he was still asleep, the blinds were drawn and it was shrouded in darkness. She wanted to avoid stepping on anything and waking him up prematurely. His floor was covered in everything from clothes to old food wrappers. Like her, he wasn't worried about the mess. Both of them really only cared, if it started to smell. Her room was only clean because she shared it with a neat freak.
She floated over to his bed, and was happy to find him lying face up. As usual he was uncovered, being a hot sleeper.. with a hot bod… she ogled him in his sleep. He was wearing only a tight pair of boxer briefs.
She hovered above him, getting into position, before very carefully straddling him. She landed gently but was surprised when he didn't immediately wake up. Slowly, she started running her hands along his naked chest, "Buuutch." She cooed softly.
She felt his lower half rouse before the rest of him.
Feeling pressure atop him, he finally opened his eyes. "Good morning Cupcake." He smiled, sleepily at her.
She leaned down to kiss him, "Your voice is so sexy when you wake up."
He gripped tightly onto her hips, beneath her shirt. "You're so sexy when I wake up… and all the time." He flipped her over and pinned her to the bed. She let out an excited yelp and her eyes travelled down to his underwear. Butch smirked, noticing where her attention was. "You like what you see?"
Before she could respond, there was a quiet knock on the door. "Sorry stud, I gotta blackmail Blossom real quick."
"I love when you talk dirty to me." He winked, getting up and heading into the bathroom. "I'll be out in a sec."
Brick opened the door, letting Blossom out first. She heard her sister's voice before she saw her, and her eyes widened. Shoot. She tried to back up but it was too late.
"Morning Bloss, morning Brick." Bubbles was sitting in Boomer's lap on the sofa. "Did you sleep well?"
"Or at all?" Buttercup said with a devilish grin, walking out of Butch's room and joining them.
Blossom's head shot quickly between her two sisters. She should have known that they would be here, they were here constantly. If it had just been Bubbles, she could've easily convinced her that she was just here for school work or something. Not that she wanted to lie.. but. "Buttercup.. you sure are up early today." Blossom folded her arms over. Brick had an amused expression on his face, his brothers always badgered him about his thing with Blossom and now it looked like her sisters were jumping on that train too.
If it was even possible, Buttercup's smile widened even further. "Well, you know… had an errand to run." She studied Blossom's face very carefully, noticing her swallow. She was caught and she knew it. She had her. "I didn't know you and Brick were such good friends."
Blossom tried to think of a way out of the situation, but she could tell by the look on her sister's face that she knew and Buttercup was nothing if not unrelenting. She sighed. "Well, we are." Her response came as a surprise to brick, whose amusement grew even more, as he silently watched their exchange.
Buttercup kept her smile but narrowed her eyes slightly, "So Bloss, we were thinking about going to a party tonight.."
"Okay?.." Blossom shifted on her feet.
"It's supposed to be a huge rager." She said nonchalantly. "...In Viletown."
Blossom's hands dropped to her sides, forming little balls. "Viletown?!" She nearly yelled. "No, absolutely not." She shook her head. Butch came out of his room now too, interested in the commotion.
"Why the fuck do you wanna go to a party in VT?" Brick asked, curiously.
Butch grinned, "Come on man, you remember how crazy their parties can be." Apparently Brick did remember because he shook his head slightly and laughed.
"It'll be fucking fun!" Buttercup chimed in, her attention still on Blossom. "Bubs wants to go too."
Blossom scoffed. "First of all, a party like that sounds like hell. Second, what if we run into… them?" She said the last part through grit teeth. Bubbles looked down, wanting to avoid Blossom's gaze and the boys all exchanged confused glances with each other but stayed silent. "Most importantly, we need to be in Townsville in case we're needed. Or have you forgotten?" Her tone was firm.
"No, I haven't fucking forgotten." She rolled her eyes. "It's one fucking night." Blossom wasn't budging on this and Buttercup could tell, too bad she had a trick up her sleeve. "Why don't we talk in private?" She suggested, nodding to the door.
Everyone, including Blossom, was really confused. How would them talking privately change anything? The pink puff was about to protest when Buttercup grabbed her arm and pulled her outside.
"What's that about?" Brick nodded to Bubbles.
She looked nervously at the door and then to him. "Buttercup has a plan to convince Bloss to go tonight." Brick raised an eyebrow.
"Idunno." Boomer said hesitantly, "She seemed pretty against it."
"Psh, 20 bucks says that Buttercup gets her to go." Butch folded his arms.
"I'll take those odds." Boomer agreed." Brick, you getting in on this?"
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly into a smile. "No. Blossom is… more unpredictable than you realize. There's really no telling with her."
The rest of them looked at him in confusion.
"Buttercup, you're not going and that's final."
She raised an eyebrow. "Actually I'm going and so are you." She pulled out her phone and held it out to Blossom. "Unless you want the professor to know where you actually stayed last night."
Blossom snatched the phone from her hand, her jaw slightly agape. On the screen was a chat log from Robin, last night around midnight.
Buttercup: Hey Robin, trying to get ahold of Bloss. Is she with you tonight?
Robin: No not with me. Bet she's with her boy toy (;
Buttercup: Exactly what I was thinking!
Blossom narrowed her eyes at her conniving sister. "What the hell Buttercup, you're blackmailing me?"
"I wouldn't wanna lie to The Professor about where you've been." She replied, in an uncharacteristically sweet voice. "I'm sure he would love to know that you spent the night with a boy. A ruff boy.. Who he hasn't even met, at that."
Blossom scoffed loudly. "Fine you narc. When we get there, you're deleting those messages."
"Done." She smiled, satisfied.
Blossom stormed back into the house, with Buttercup following behind. Everyone stared at them expectantly, waiting to see what was up.
"So?" Bubbles asked, glancing back and forth between them.
"Looks like we're going to a party tonight." Blossom sighed, eliciting a look of confusion from Brick.
Butch laughed, and held out his hand to Boomer. "Pay up."
"So we're staying at the boys place tonight?" Bubbles asked.
Buttercup rummaged through her dresser drawers, pulling out a few things and tossing them onto her bed. "Idunno about you, but I am. I'm not gonna miss an opportunity to sleep with Butch."
Blossom raised an eyebrow in her direction. "Do you mean sleep or sleep?" Bubbles giggled, sitting at the edge of her bed.
Buttercup smiled and shrugged. "Who knows where the night will take us."
Blossom's mouth fell open. "Buttercup." She scolded.
"Oh get off your high horse. You spent the night with Brick last night."
Bubbles scrunched her nose, "Yeah. Honestly what is going on with you two? And don't even try to deny everything. It's not like we're gonna judge you." She looked a little hurt. "We're sisters."
Blossom watched her sister's sad face and felt a pang of guilt. "We're just..."
"Fooling around?* Buttercup asked, with a devious grin.
Blossom bit the inside of her lip, hiding her own smile, after a moment she just nodded.
Bubbles and Buttercup's eyes both lit up. "Oh my gosh! What have you guys done?" Bubbles was suddenly very animated. Blossom stopped looking through her clothes. A deep blush had spread over her cheeks. "Come on Bloss. I'm dying to know! This is what sisters are for!" Bubbles bounced on her bed. "Me and Boomer haven't really done anything so I don't have much to share. We haven't made it below the waist yet… but If I have my way, that'll change very soon."
Buttercup sniggered. "Well we both know that you've still made it further than goody two shoes over there." She nodded in Blossom's direction.
Blossom scoffed and folded her arms over. "Your assumptions about me are getting old."
Buttercup raised an eyebrow, as if to challenge her. "Okay then, prove it. What have you done?"
"I don't have to prove anything." She said flatly.
Buttercup rolled her eyes, "Well we know that he gives you hickies, and that's about it. Other than that I'm sure you guys make out. Boooring. And exactly what I would expect from you..." Bubbles gave an apologetic glance at Blossom, suddenly feeling bad for asking, now that Buttercup was teasing her.
"We've done more than that." She folded her arms over her chest. "We've done more than Bubs and Boomer."
Buttercup smirked. Bubbles eyes went wide. "Does that mean you've gone below the belt?!" Buttercup almost started choking, laughing and Blossom lost it.
"Yes actually! We both have." She smirked, happy to show Buttercup that she was wrong.
"He's touched you?" Bubbles yelled. At the same time..
Buttercup's jaw dropped. "You've touched him?"
"Do you really think a guy like Brick would invite me to spend the night just so he could suck my neck?" She laughed, Bubbles was stunned silent.
"No actually I didn't. I knew you were doing stuff with him!" Buttercup smiled, triumphantly.
Blossom scrunched her nose, "You did not! You just said that we probably haven't done anything but kiss."
"That was bullshit. I was just trying to piss you off so you'd spill.. and it worked!" She burst into laughter. "I didn't know you had gotten that far though, I am still surprised." Blossom let out a huff. "So.. How's his body?" She wiggled her brows suggestively.
Thinking about touching him, Blossom's face went red again and she averted her sister's prying eyes.
"That good, huh? Butch's body is just fucking… mmmm." She practically moaned. "And I'm not just talking about his toned torso and built shoulders..."
Blossom couldn't hold back her understanding smile, she turned back to her sister and her expression alone showed her that she thought much the same of the red ruff.
"I feel so out of the loop!" Bubbles pouted. "I am SO going further with him tonight!"
Blossom shot her a look, "Don't push yourself into doing something just because we have." She lectured her. "Plus we'll be at a party.."
Bubbles giggled, "Trust me, I want to go further. And last I checked, you and Brick spent a lot of time alone together at the Halloween party.." She teased.
Blossom rolled her eyes with a smile. "Fine. You got me there."
The boys insisted that the girls come to their place first, so they could all head to the party together. They agreed to only because they each had a thing with their counterpart, and definitely not so the boys could feel like they were protecting them. That they could handle on their own.
When they got there they let themselves in, Bubbles had already been texting Boomer so they knew they were on their way. Bubbles and Buttercup went straight to their guys' rooms. Blossom glanced at Brick's door, which like the other boys' doors, was shut. Not knowing if she should go in, she waited on the couch instead, scrolling through her phone. She was not looking forward to stepping foot into that horrible town, but she did need Buttercup to get rid of those texts and she certainly didn't want her sisters going alone.. She wanted to be there in case anything happened.
Brick finished messing with his hair and sprayed on a bit of cologne. He had heard the girls come in and was already itching to see Blossom again. Wondering why she hadn't knocked yet, he opened his door. He saw Blossom sitting on the sofa in the otherwise empty living room, when she heard the door creak, they locked eyes.
Blossom gave him a warm smile and he gestured for her to come to his room. Now her heart was speeding again. God every time she saw him anymore.. Happy to oblige, she returned to the privacy of his room. As soon as the door latched, his hands were travelling down her backside, hers were rediscovering his chest, through his shirt. She quickly noticed how gorgeous he looked, from his hair to his outfit. "You look.." She bit her lip. "Really good tonight. Trying to pick up a date?" She leaned her back into the door.
"Already have one." He whispered, leaning into her. He began to kiss her, as his hands moved up her body and into her hair. When they were both out of breath, he pulled away. "Our siblings already know about us, and we're gonna be in a town full of strangers…"
"So.. You're mine for the night?" She asked flirtatiously.
"Something like that…" He winked.
Smiling, she pushed herself away from the door and walked into the bathroom to check her appearance. He just smiled flirtatiously and followed, standing behind her in the mirror. She watched their reflection as he pressed himself into her, wrapped his arms tight around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. She already felt like a different person when she was with him, more relaxed and more riled up at the same time. But seeing how good they looked together.. She felt a pull in her chest.
He moved his hands to her hips, giving them a squeeze. Unable to resist, he was about to let his hands free on her, he wanted to explore her so bad. But a knock on the door ruined that. "What?" He yelled, agitation already clear in his voice, from the interruption.
"Let's go." Butch said, hyped to get to the party.
Brick released his grip on her and started for the door, he only got about a step away before she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Never one to refuse, he let her wrap her arms around his neck and assault his lips once again. "The Professor is out of town for the weekend.." She said in a suggestive tone.
"Oh yeah?" He pressed his lips to hers again, and then bit her lower lip, causing her to moan slightly. "What are you getting at here Blossom? He teased.
She smiled and her eyes darted around the room for a minute, nervously, before his hand found her chin and forced her gaze back to his. Watching her struggle, he decided to relent. "If you want to stay over.." He kissed her neck. "I would never refuse."
"What if I wanted you to stay over?" She finally found the courage to ask. He raised an eyebrow, curiously. "Buttercup and Bubbles are staying here.."
He kissed her neck again, travelling up her jawline. "And you want to be alone?"
"Alone with you." It came out as a breathy moan. His lips against her skin were starting to be too much.
Both of his hands moved to her face, caressing her as they kissed. Her lips parted and he was quick to slip his tongue in. After a couple minutes there was another knock. They pulled away from each other breathing heavily. He unlocked his window for later, and the two headed into the living room.
Trash littered the front lawn and the music was banging so loudly that they could hear it clearly from the edge of the yard. The once white house that it was being held at, had long since turned a dingy grey from dirt and grime. There Was half of a fence still standing, broken and gaped along the perimeter and the side of the house was entirely spray painted in graffiti. If it weren't for the electricity and people scattered around the yard, the place would look entirely abandoned.
The party was already in full swing when they finally arrived. It was loud and unruly and Blossom was already huffing and puffing alongside Brick. Buttercup looked like she was right in her element, as did Butch. And Bubbles and Boomer were too busy with each other to even notice their surroundings. They hadn't even stepped inside yet and it was already quite obvious that this party would be nothing like the ones the girls were used to.
They were walking towards the house, when Blossom shrieked, and stumbled back into Brick.
"Oh my god.. Are they?!-" Bubbles squealed.
Butch threw his arm around Buttercup's shoulder, "Yep, they're fucking." He stated, amusedly. Buttercup rolled her eyes with a smile as she pushed his arm away.
There was a guy slamming into a Brunette against the side of the house. They were going at it like they were completely alone, not paying any attention to the gawking people around them. But for the most part, nobody was paying any mind to them, like this sort of behavior was commonplace.
Shaking her head, Blossom stopped walking, "No. There's no way. I'm not going in there."
Brick put his hands on her shoulders and felt her relax slightly at his touch. He ignored the curious looks that the rest of them were sending their way. They were a good few feet behind the others. Moving her hair away from her ear, he leaned in behind her and whispered, "We're already here. Come on Bloss, live a little."
The unexpected feeling of his hot breath on her cool skin, sent a shiver down her spine. Did he just call her Bloss? That was new. She felt a smile spread over her face. "Okay. I'll give it a chance." The rest of them exchanged a confused glance. They hadn't heard what was said, on account of the blaring music, but Blossom's whole demeanor had changed. She started walking towards the front door again, joining the others. When she got next to Buttercup she said through grit teeth, "Delete those texts."
Buttercup pulled out her phone and did as she was told, happy that her sister had come. She wouldn't have really told The Professor. Her sister just calling her a narc had left a bad taste in her mouth. She was proud of Blossom for stepping out of her comfort zone lately and had a good feeling she knew who was to thank.
Bubbles threw her arms around her sister's necks and guided them into the living room of the party, the boys following closely behind. "This is gonna be so much fun!"
Pushing through the crowds, they quickly found the kitchen and more importantly the booze. Bubbles was the first to reach for a bottle, grabbing a wine cooler. Boomer and Butch both grabbed a beer and Buttercup went straight for the liquor. "Shot anyone?" Butch of course was happy to get in on that. "Blossom?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No." She sighed, "We can't all be drunk, I have to stay sober incase I'm needed back home."
Buttercup poured her and Butch's shots, "Come on, nothing is gonna happen in the few hours that we're gone." Blossom's glare told her to stop pestering, so she dropped it and downed her liquor instead. "Well I for one, am planning to get absolutely shit faced." She laughed.
Bubbles finished her drink and went for another one. Blossom glanced around the room, trying to keep the look of disdain from her face. Why did Buttercup want to come to this, so bad? They didn't even know anyone here. Just as her eyes scanned the hordes of people, she spotted a familiar head of hair, and whipped around facing her siblings again. "Shit." She muttered under her breath. Hearing Blossom curse was such a non-existent thing, that they all turned to her, with looks of concern.
"What?" Buttercup asked, with a raised brow. Bubbles looked nervous. And Brick was floored, he'd only heard her cuss one other time and it was only when she'd been pushed to her limit by Princess.
Blossom nodded over her shoulder, "Berserk."
Brick's blood ran cold, and he tensed up considerably upon hearing her name. Butch and Boomer both stared at him, expectantly. Blossom noticed and scrunched her nose at him, curiously but her attention was torn away by Bubbles.
"Ugh. Nooo, please don't let them all be here. I can't stand that Bitchy Brat." Bubbles folded her arms.
"I'm right there with you Blondie." Butch sighed.
Boomer laughed, remembering Brat's obsession with Butch.
"You guys know the Punks?" Blossom asked.
Brick shifted uncomfortably, "Unfortunately."
Buttercup, having already talked to Butch and considered that they might run into them, ignored the conversation and took another shot.
Out of the corner of her eye, Blossom watched in horror as a set of arms wrapped around Brick's torso from behind. Two hands with long sharpened black nails slithered over his stomach, dragging his shirt up slightly. He threw her arms off in disgust and whipped around to face Berserk.
"I just came here for the drugs.." She said, with a smirk. "But you are a very welcome surprise." She lifted a finger to trail down his chest, but he grabbed her wrist before she could. Blossom scoffed and Berserk turned her head, noticing her. Her face distorted to show how repulsed she was, before she looked back at Brick. "Why the fuck are you with her?"
Brick rolled his eyes, and glanced at his brothers, purposely avoiding Blossom's glare. "Berserk. It's been a while." He finally said.
Her eyes lit up when he acknowledged her, "It's been far too long, I'd say." She giggled. "Did you miss me?"
"Nope."
Her face fell slightly, and then her smile made its way back. "Come on Brick, you can't seriously tell me you don't miss fooling around." She let out a sinister laugh and shot a triumphant look at Blossom, whose jaw dropped. Bubbles looked horrified and Buttercup was starting to get pissed off. Brick let out a huff and finally stole a glance at Blossom, who completely averted his gaze and snapped her jaw shut. He was trying to think of what to say when Berserk turned away from him, to fully face Blossom. Blossom stood up straighter, shooting a death glare back at her. "Blossom, long time no see." She cocked her head to the side slightly. "Based on the look you're giving me, I assume that you and Brick are together. God knows why." She spat, taking a step closer, "Did you know that your boyfriend's been inside of me?" She threw her head back, laughing maniacally.
Blossom felt a rage building up in her, that was almost scary. She needed to get away from her before she completely lost it. "Probably safe to assume that half the town's been inside you." She hissed, venomously. "You are everything nasty, after all... But it's your lucky day, he's not my boyfriend, so maybe you'll get another go." She pushed past her, avoiding Brick altogether and headed for the door.
As soon as she stepped outside Berserk grabbed her wrist. "Don't fucking walk away from me!" Her siblings and the boys were right behind her. Buttercup looked like she was about to pounce, but she didn't get the chance.
Feeling Berserk's hand on her, Blossom spun around and shot a blast of ice from her hand that threw Berserk against the front of the building, freezing her in place. "I really recommend that you not put your disgusting hands on me again." Normally Blossom would try to avoid conflict with the Powerpunk girls at all costs, but right now her emotions were taking control, and she couldn't help herself.
"Fuck yeah Bloss." Buttercup chimed in, excitedly.
Brick looked both turned on and a little scared, He hadn't seen Blossom this upset in years. Not since they used to fight. Things had been going so well between them before this and now he didn't know what to expect, she clearly wasn't happy with him at the moment. But he couldn't deny how ridiculously hot she looked right then..
Berserk let out a blood curdling scream. "You fucking cunt! You're gonna pay for this."
Blossom folded her arms over and laughed, dismissively. "You've never been able to hold your own against me before, should I assume something's changed?" The malevolence dripping from her voice was one that none of them had ever heard before.
Butch leaned closer to Brick, who was stunned silent. "Dude, I'd watch out. She's fucking terrifying when she's angry." Brick nodded, in agreement.
The sound of their sister's scream attracted Brat and Brute, who had just got to her side. Berserk was struggling trying to break Blossoms ice, but was having no luck. Brute smirked when she saw Buttercup but just stood there with her arms crossed over her chest, not even attempting to help her sister break free.
The crowd of people that had been forming around them quickly dispersed when they realized the Punks were involved. Around Viletown, you did not want to get in the way of those three girls and everyone knew it. The yard quickly cleared as everyone went into the house to continue the party, giving them their space.
"Fucking help me you dumb bitches." Berserk demanded.
Brute sighed, "Not really in the mood for a fight." She shoved her hands in her pocket. "I came to get wasted."
Brat removed the blue sucker from her mouth with a pop, and looked at her nails, "What the hell do you want me to do about it? It'll melt eventually." She looked uninterested.
Blossom shot another beam of ice over Berserk's mouth to keep her quiet and smiled.
Brat hadn't noticed the boys before, god knows how.. She turned from her sister and her whole face lit up when she spotted Butch. She licked her sucker suggestively and started walking towards him but Buttercup moved in front of him, blocking her path. "If you don't want to end up like your sister, I'd fuck off." She smiled darkly. "But I'm always down for a fight if you wanna do this the hard way." Butch smirked, thinking about how hot his girlfriend was.
Brat dropped her sucker holding hand to her side and pouted. "I was just gonna say hi Buttercup, gosh. I didn't know he was yours." She fluttered her lashes in fake innocence.
Berserk finally broke free, shattering the ice and tore herself from the house. Immediately going for Blossom. She lunged at her trying to spit at her multiple times, but Blossom dodged all her attempts. "Gonna have to try harder than that."
Berserk gave up on her spit breath and shot laser beams instead. "What the hell are you guys doing?!" She yelled at her sisters. "Fucking fight them! Or have you forgotten what we were created for?" She shot a look at Brick, "Apparently the boys have."
"It's a shame too..." Brat said, in between lollipop licks, looking at Butch. "If the six of us teamed up right now, we'd definitely be able to kill them." Buttercup's fists tightened and then she punched Brat dead in the face, sending her stumbling back. "If you get blood on my dress, I swear to god!" She threatened. "I just bought this."
Berserk shot another series of attacks at Blossom, who simply rolled her eyes as she avoided them, and then landed next to Brute. "What the fuck Brute. Go for fucking Bubbles, she's right there." She gestured.
"Like I already said, not in the mood." She started walking away, "I'm going to take some shots."
Berserk scoffed. "Daddy isn't going to be happy when he hears about this. And you KNOW what happens when daddy is unhappy..." She raised an eyebrow.
The boys exchanged a confused glance, "Daddy?" Butch repeated.
"What teenage girl calls their parent 'daddy'?" Boomer asked.
"Aside from Princess?" Bubbles laughed, "Pretty sure nobody."
Brute flipped off her sister, walking backwards into the house. "Fuck you. And fuck The Oppressor."
Berserk and Brat's mouths both fell open. "You did not just say that." Brat said.
"They really are daddy's girls… weird." Brick said, looking from Berserk to Blossom.
Brat let out a high pitched super sonic scream and everyone, aside from her sisters, slapped their hands over their ears. When Blossom was distracted, Berserk tackled her to the ground. Buttercup sent a flurry of attacks at Brat and shut her up. Berserk was straddling Blossom, her hand slashed across her stomach and her nails ripped four long slits into her dress. But it didn't break through her skin. That really pissed Blossom off, she rolled them over so that she was on top.
The boys all stared, Brick's jaw was hanging open. "Bro, they're fighting over you." Butch nudged him, playfully.
"Go to hell." Brick joked back.
"You're gonna have some serious groveling to do, if you care about keeping her around."
Blossom pinned Berserk's arms to the ground with her knees and was choking her with both hands.
"Umm Bloss, I know you're mad…" Bubbles took a few steps closer to her, "But I don't think-"
Blossom scoffed. "I'm not gonna kill her Bubs." For the first time, she shot a look at Brick, "I know how to choke someone out." Brick swallowed. And just like that Berserk passed out in the grass. As soon as Brat noticed, she hurried away from Buttercup, scooping up her sister and flying away.
Buttercup needed a drink or three, bad. She wasn't in a bad mood, like Butch had expected her to be, she was just a little wound up and wanted to take the edge off. Not to mention, she'd already been eager to drink before their little fight.
Her and Butch headed back to the kitchen, when they got there Brute was sitting on the counter, chugging a beer. Buttercup wasn't threatened by her presence, if anything she was a little intrigued. "You guys want a shot?" Brute asked.
Buttercup leaned against the fridge a few feet away. "Make mine a double."
Brute smirked, and poured both her and Buttercup a double and one for Butch. She hopped off the counter and gave Buttercup a very obvious once over before handing her the alcohol. Butch noticed and eyed her curiously.
They took their shots, "So Buttercup, haven't seen you in a hot minute." Brute said, biting her lip, "You're looking good."
Buttercup raised her brow and stole a glance at Butch, who was smiling in amusement. "Are you hitting on my girlfriend, right in front of me?" He asked.
Brute grinned and looked from Buttercup to Butch, "So what if I am?"
"By all means, continue." He chuckled silently.
"As fascinating as this has been..." Buttercup spoke up, "I'm not interested." She said coolly.
Brute flirtatiously pouted, "Aww, you're not into girls?"
Buttercup smirked. "Not opposed to it." Butch was really interested in their conversation now. "But I'm taken. Happily." She nodded to Butch.
"Fair enough." Brute said, still smiling at her. She grabbed another beer and headed out of the kitchen. "I'll see you around BC. Butch." She gave a half wave over her shoulder before disappearing.
Butch was at Buttercup's side instantly, snaking his fingers into the loop of her jeans. "Not opposed to girls, huh?" His eyes were wide with imagination, his grin was even bigger.
She rolled her eyes. "You're such a guy."
"Were you hoping for something else?... A girl maybe?" He winked.
She punched him playfully in the arm and he pulled her in for a kiss.
Bubbles checked in with Blossom, making sure she was okay before she returned to the party with Boomer. She hadn't even gotten a chance to look around, or have any fun before the confrontation with the Punks. She really wanted to have some fun, to cancel out the night's drama.
Her and Boomer walked through the house, which was even more crowded than before since everyone who had been on the lawn was inside now. She held his hand, leading him around until she stumbled upon a surprisingly empty bathroom. Hesitantly she entered, wanting some alone time with her boyfriend. Once inside she locked the door and his eyes widened slightly, wondering what was going on.
"I just wanna be alone with you, Boomie." She giggled, squeezing into his arms for a hug.
He grinned stupidly, "More than okay with me."
She lifted her lips to his ear. "I've been waiting to be alone with you all night." She whispered, seductively.
She let out a surprised squeal as he suddenly lifted her up and set her on top of the counter. "Have you?" He pulled apart her legs and leaned into her. Her breath hitched for a moment, and she nodded. He gripped the tops of her bare legs and slowly slid his hands up her thighs, under her skirt. "You purposely picked the hottest outfit you could find, just to tease me. Didn't you?"
Bubbles wasn't used to Boomer being very dominant, although he had gotten a little more so, during their alone time lately. She had to admit that she found it enticing. She leaned her face closer to his, smiling happily. "It's not really teasing if you have full access…" She looked down at him through her lashes, and bit her lip.
"Full access, huh?" His voice was low and full of lust. He moved his right hand up a bit further, grazing her panties.
Her eyes shut for a brief second as a flash of desire overtook her. "Mhmm." She moaned lightly, looking him in the eyes. He spread her legs a little wider and she let out a breathy gasp. "What's gotten into you today Boomer?" She asked, excitedly, her heart was racing.
"I've had to stare at you for waaay too long in that skirt." He answered.
"You like my skirt?" She teased, pulling it up slightly, flashing her underwear.
He licked his lips. "Not as much as I like your panties." He gently rubbed his fingers over the top of them, leaning in to kiss her. He kept rubbing, his middle finger trailing up and down the cotton. Their tongues quickly tied together, and she moaned into him. She wrapped a hand around his neck and the other one gripped onto the ledge of the counter to steady herself. She looked at him with wanting eyes. "Are you sure you wanna do this baby? Here?"
"Yes." She answered confidently. And then brought her lips back to his. "I'm already wet." Hungrily, he pushed his lips into hers and with only slight hesitation, slipped beneath the band of her panties. He let his finger glide across her wet slit, before sliding his middle finger in to start. After a minute, and feeling how slippery she was, he added his ring finger too. They kissed between her moans until she couldn't take it anymore and threw her head back, fully moaning out in pleasure. She covered her mouth, trying to keep quiet, and leaned her back against the mirror.
He studied her face, moving his fingers in and out of her and then he curled his fingers inside her, hitting her g spot and she gripped tighter onto his neck. Her expressions were beautiful and her sweet moans were the most glorious sounds he'd ever heard.. He wanted more. He pulled out of her and smirked when he saw her pout. "It's just for a second baby." Her pout turned into a smile. He tugged at the top of her panties and she lifted herself up so that he could pull them off. He slipped back inside and she gasped in delight.
After a couple minutes he pulled her in to kiss him again and she happily obliged. He broke away from her lips, "I wanna taste you." Her eyes widened slightly and she bit her lip, before nodding, nervously.
He pulled her to the edge of the counter and got on his knees, holding onto the bottoms of her thighs. Both of her hands gripped the counter for support and she was in full ecstacy as his tongue explored her.
"Blossom..." Brick Started, "Can we talk?" She looked down at her bare skin, showing through the huge gaping slits that Berserk had left in her dress. The November air was pretty cool and on top of her ice element, she was starting to shiver. She nodded. And he pulled his jacket off and handed it to her. He could tell she was cold, but was still really surprised when she put it on, without a second thought.
Realizing it was going to be too loud to talk inside, she floated to the roof and they sat down. There was an awkward silence while he tried to figure out what to say. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened back there.."
Brick was not normally one to say things like that and Blossom knew it. She let out a light sigh. "Brick, you don't owe me an apology." She looked away from him. "She was trying to provoke me and it worked. That fight was going to happen one way or another, we've fought every time we've ever crossed paths." She took a deep breath. "Besides, It's none of my business who you've slept with. I don't have the right to be upset about anything you've done.. or anything you still do… This is just a casual thing." It hurt her to say it, a lump appeared in her throat that she couldn't swallow down and her heart felt like it was being constricted. She was thankful that it was pitch black where they sat, because she was sure that she wouldn't be able to hold herself together if he could see her.
"What if I don't want just a casual thing?" He asked, bravely. The second it left his mouth he couldn't believe he'd even been able to say it. Not that he didn't mean it, but he'd been trying to sort out his feelings for her for a long time, and was surprised that he had the courage. With everything else in life, he felt basically invincible, unafraid of anything. But when it came to his feelings for her, things were different. He'd never liked a girl before, in any other way than strictly sexual.
"What are you saying?" She asked, stealing a glance at him.
He let out a huff. "Idunno, I just…" And there's where his courage ended. He couldn't bring himself to say it, to make himself that vulnerable. This is why he'd been struggling for so long.
She could see that he was having a hard time, she often struggled with the same issue, when it came to him and their complicated 'relationship'. "I just… too." She said softly. Then she leaned into him, resting her head against his shoulder.
He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. They sat there for a while, just embracing each other. "I didn't sleep with her." He finally said, breaking the silence. "We just.. Messed around, one time."
Blossom scrunched her nose, "Okay." She said, pausing for a moment, then a small smile crept over her face. "I'm glad." He felt her visibly deflate into him, releasing her built up tension.
END OF 'PARTY IN VILETOWN PT 1' (:This chapter got way too long so sorry for splitting it! Reviews are appreciated!