Who Am I To You?

"So, what made you run me down and agree to this?"

Jimmy was pouring water into April's glass. They were waiting on the server to come back with their order. The intensity in his eyes switched to her as he finished filling his glass.

"I-um, I thought why not," she answered, bringing the water glass to her mouth.

His gaze hadn't waivered. April met his and unblinking she asked.

"What made you ask me?"

The slightest hint of pink presented upon his cheeks. His intensity waned as he looked down.

"Alright, a scotch and soda, and a beer for the lady, would you like to start a tab or-,"

"Just the one," he quickly answered with a snap.

"That answered that", April thought to herself. Her beer was good. There was something about getting an overpriced beer on someone else's dime. Especially if that someone else was only interested in the drinks.

"So….," he began awkwardly.

"I think you're doing well with the ED, not perfect but… good," April said.

He nodded tightly as if the topic of conversation was rude and uninteresting. April watched the bubbles rise and dissipate from her glass. She'd made a decision. Down it. Put some cash on the table so there was zero confusion about this being even date-adjacent. Smile, and leave.

April held back the burgeoning burp, desperate to escape her throat as she stood up and rifled her pockets for cash.

"Oh, um you don't-," he began.

But April had already laid the money down.

"Thanks for the invite," she said with a tight smile.

She felt kind of stupid. If she had wanted to flee the feeling of humiliation felt by Ethan, by entertaining this invitation, she wasn't only wrong; she had run right into it. She wasn't the only person fleeing.

"April!"

Jimmy had run her down and was slightly out of breath.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant to-,"

April opened her mouth and instead of a "Don't worry" a Homer Simpson sized-burp made its way out and up. Silence followed. Until laughter and blushed cheeks mirrored the other.

"That's not what I meant either," she said laughing.

"I would say I'm rusty at all this, but I guess you have to use it first for it to become rusty," he said with a laugh, then his eyes grew big.

They both began laughing.

"I get it, I do," April laughed.

"Wait-what do you get?" he asked.

"You are a total nerd."

"Yeah, you got me there. I was kind of a wonder-boy, skipped a couple grades, got into Harvard…but that didn't leave very much room for socializing, you know?"

"I do, much too well I think," April admitted, "But you're friends with Gwen-so?"

"Uh yeah, well, that's more like Vader to Palpatine," he answered.

"Whatever it is you just said is backing up the fact that you are unquestionably a nerd."
"What about you?"

"I'm more of the 80's horror movie kind of girl, the gorier the better…but I saw the Star Wars Trilogy as a kid," April answered.

Jimmy, nodded, more relaxed with a smile, his blues eyes lazy and large.

"I did mean it though…um earlier, I am tired."

"Oh, please let me," he said opening her door.

The alarm startled them both.

"That's not my car!" April yelled over the noise.

She opened the door behind him and threw her bag in. Her eyes were still wide at the sound as she got in the drivers' side pulling her car out. Lanik waved with an embarrassed smile.

…

"How is your head?"

Her voice whispering in his ear as he laid in bed.

"It's good," he said with a smile.

Sweet Vicky, she was even sweeter when she was showing kindness, kindness in the form of her tongue in his ear and her arm across him; heading low.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it feel like?"

Ethan rolled over and gave her a kiss, deep with the intent of letting her know she was wanted…but just not now.

"How about tonight?"

Her eyes still said sweet, but her face was disappointed.

"Okay," she answered leaning into a kiss.

Ethan quickly got up and got in the shower. He was starting his first shift without seeing her. He'd scratch that itch.

But there she was, at the end of his shift coming in. He'd done his best to type his notes as fast as possible but the he couldn't avoid her.

"How fast did you run?!"

He heard April say to Lanik. Lanik…why was she giggling with Lanik like some inside joke. Lanik was the joke.

"I definitely got my cardio when Vinny and his bat came out!"

April laughed even louder. Ethan's jaws tightened.

"I didn't realize you were so athletic," she remarked with a laugh.

"Well if you can keep up, I run Saturday mornings, you're invited to that too."

"You sure?"

April laughed again and sashayed past a practically hiding Ethan and placed her garments under the counter. It was her first and only late shift of the week otherwise she and Ethan were on every other day or early mornings into the afternoon. Anything to keep them apart. Ethan walked to his car, his jaw still tight as he thought of them laughing, joking, friendly. Before he realized it, he wasn't in his car he was in the passenger side of April's. Staring catatonically out towards the garage.

"Ethan! What are doing in here?!"

"Do you still love me?" he asked

"Ethan, what does that have to do with anything?"

"Do you?"

"You're with Vicky, right? Right!?"

Ethan nodded tightly.

"Then it doesn't matter!"

Ethan grabbed either sides of her face and pushed his lips against hers, she pulled back and slapped him.

"Get out!" she yelled.

"I know you do!"

He pulled her face in again and kissed her, this time she kissed back. Maybe she had an itch to scratch too. Neither of their tongues spoke the language of stopping and April pulled her jacket off. Ethan quickly undid the belt on his jeans, pulling himself out. His hands were at his face again, one moving towards the back of her neck. He pulled her forward and then down, into his lap. She opened her mouth to receive him.

"Do you still love me?" he moaned.

The warmth of her mouth and tongue rolling up and down his shaft left no room for her to answer. His eyes were closed until he saw him strut by. Lanik was walking to his car. Ethan's jaw tightened again as did his grip on April's neck. When she seemed like she was going to bob up he held her there, inattentively pushing his hips up. Her gags apparent, as uncontrollable drool began to pool onto his jeans.

April had to concentrate on breathing as the pressure to the back of her neck made it completely impossible to pull away. Her eyes watered as she could feel him pushing his way down her throat. A small patch of his pubic hair escaped his boxers. It was close than far away, like being on a swing, closer then farther, then practically touching her eyelashes as she violently gagged. He was back to speaking to Korean again.

If she could've understood him, she'd know he was asking relentlessly if she still loved him before he held her head in place and flooded her throat with warm goo. His hand relaxed and April quickly smacked it away as she brought her head up.

"Who am I to you?!" she whimpered.

He was zipping his pants up and tidying himself up. She pushed his shoulder as she sniffled. Her eyes red.

"What am I to you?!"

Ethan stood silently. He didn't want to reflect on that question. He didn't like what he saw in the mirror if he'd answer.

"I won't do that again," he began, "I don't know-."

"-Just get out Ethan."

April sniffled and wiped her mouth and face, she wasn't looking at him anymore. She felt foolish and small. She'd let him crawl under her skin again and he wasn't giving up Vicky anytime soon.

…

Ethan drove to his place, Vicky had lit every candle he owned and some she'd obviously brought over. She was dressed in very little, but those tiny bits of fabric were beautiful and probably costly too. He floated through their entire encounter. His was thinking of everything but the mahogany skinned goddess gyrating on top of him. His cock inside another woman's mouth not forty minutes earlier, now deep between Vicky's legs. Why'd he do it? Lanik. Fucking Lanik, did she fuck him? Of course, she hadn't she was his. He rolled them over so he could be on top. He was always on top, on top of work, his game, his girl. He was going to land on top of this situation with April too. His teeth ground as he thought of them laughing, and joking, about what? He was speeding up as the woman underneath him yelped at his haste. She was screaming now, obviously coming. Ethan snapped out of it and groaned in her ear. It was his best impression. He'd never faked it before.