Chapter nineteen
Kevin was spread-eagled on his double bed, his wrists and ankles tied with belts to the bedposts, and he appeared to be unconscious. She crept slowly into the room and stared wide-eyed at the tempting picture he made. His clothes had been removed, apart from his boxers, and they had been decorated with some paper flowers and sticky tape, something that the boys were obviously responsible for.
"Good God, what have you done?" Page asked, grinning broadly as he looked down at his big friend.
"We were just making him pretty," Jeff said, then broke into hysterical giggles again as he studied Kevin's prone body. "Don't you like the flowers?"
"They're very nice," Page agreed, shaking his head. "So, what did you want Lenny for?"
"Well, we're not very good with make-up, and Amy lent us all this," he said, pointing to the cosmetics littering the bedside table. "We thought Lenny could pretty him up some more, seeing as she's a girl and everything."
Lenny found her tongue and dragged her eyes away from Kevin's enormous body. "Pretty him up?"
"Yeah, make him look like a woman....you know, braid his hair, do his eyes and lips. He'll look so beautiful when he wakes up," Matt said, grinning wickedly as he stared down at his hapless victim.
"I can't do that!" Lenny said in a hushed voice, worrying about Kevin waking up and seeing her here. He'd blame her for everything as usual. "Kevin'll kill me if he finds out...."
"He's drunk as a skunk, he won't wake up and we won't let him know you were here," Adam said, putting his arm around her shoulders and grinning down at her imploringly. "Please? We can't do it, we already tried and we had to wash it off again. We want him to look really pretty. Say yes."
Lenny stared down at Kevin and then looked at how securely he was tied up. Even if did wake up he wouldn't be able to get at her, she thought, and then she smiled. This would be an excellent payback for the cake. "Okay, I'll do it."
Jeff let out a whoop and then shushed himself, giggling again and covering his mouth with his hands. Matt almost bounced around before he grabbed some make-up and thrust it in her hands, nodding towards Kevin to make her get on with it. Page rolled his eyes and left the room, promising to return a few minutes later.
Lenny smiled and wondered if she was suicidal, but she took the things and gingerly sat down on the edge of the bed. She brushed his hair out of his face and swallowed hard at his soft, relaxed expression. He didn't look angry or threatening at all at this moment, and she almost lost the courage to do this. It was only a practical joke, she told herself, and surely Kevin had a good sense of humour? Okay, it was buried under several thick layers of bad temper, but it was there. Besides, the boys said he wouldn't find out it was me, so that's okay, she decided and lifted the eye shadow wand, brushing a nice glittery blue shadow over his eyelids.
She wasn't quite sure how to go about it, but she thought of how a drag queen would over exaggerate everything and she did the same. She blended the shadow in perfectly and drew in his eyebrows, arching them higher and lengthening them. The mascara proved a little more difficult as his eyes were closed, but the blush and lipstick were easy enough, and she leaned back to survey her handiwork, stifling a giggle at the sight of this enormous man wearing all that muck on his face. He didn't look remotely feminine, especially not with his beard and moustache and his hair dragging across his forehead. That was something she could change a little, and she searched for two bands, parting his hair in the middle and then pulling it equally into two bunches either side of his head. Then she braided them and wrapped the bands around the end. The end result made him look like a gigantic hairy schoolgirl who couldn't put make up on, and she couldn't help laughing out loud as she stood up. Jeff motioned her to one side at that point and brought out a palette of body paints, setting to work on the huge, vulnerable body. When he had finished Kevin was decorated with a bikini top, the colours and floral painted pattern matching the paper flowers on his shorts. It was incredibly artistic, Lenny thought, bitting her lip to stop from laughing too louldy.
It was at that moment that Page walked back into the room with Mark in tow, and both men almost collapsed with mirth when they spotted what she had done to Kevin. Jeff and Matt leaned against each other as tears streamed down their faces and Adam produced a camera and started snapping pictures, giggling the whole time. Shannon Moore came rushing in and stared wide-eyed at the scene before him.
"Oh my God, I knew you said...but I didn't think you meant..." he stammered and then started laughing so hard he had to sit in a chair.
Lenny was the only one who noticed the big blonde man's eyelids start to flicker at the repeated flashing from the camera and she opened her mouth to warn them. But it was too late, his eyes shot open and he looked uncomprehendingly at the group of people surrounding him, a frown creasing his brow. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice amazingly clear and unslurred for someone who was supposed to be drunk as a skunk, as Adam had put it.
"Oops," Jeff said, his giggles stopping with some effort. "I don't think we gave him enough, Matt."
"Enough what?" Page asked immediately, his eyes narrowing on the younger man with menace.
"Er....oooh, nothing, really," Matt said, backing slowly towards the door.
"You slipped him something, didn't you?" Mark asked, straightening up to his full height and glaring at all of them, including Shannon, who nervously rushed over and stood by the others.
"It won't hurt him," Jeff protested, biting his lip. "I think we miscalculated how much though, maybe it's because he's so big....hey!" he yelped when Mark grabbed his shoulder hard and spun him around.
"What the hell did you give him?"
"Just....just some sleeping tablets is all, and he's woken up now so he's okay and...Matt!" he yelled, looking for support from his brother as the bigger men started ganging up on him. He managed to wrench himself out of Mark's hold and then he ran out of the room, Matt, Shannon and Adam following closely, the sound of their footsteps thundering along the landing as they made for the stairs and safety. Mark and Page looked at each other and nodded, running out of the room and giving chase, determined that the four men would get their just desserts.
Only Lenny was left standing in the room, and she was frozen in place as Kevin glared at her accusingly, then looked down at himself and growled deeply. "What the hell have you done to me?" he asked, finding out he was tied down and testing his bonds to see if he could get free. "Untie me, dammit!"
Lenny jumped as he raised his voice and stood undecided as to what to do. If she untied him he'd grab her, sure as hell he'd try and punish her for what he now thought was all her fault. If she didn't untie him then he'd eventually get free by someone else's hand and he'd search her out and punish her. Okay, she thought, the outcome was the same, so why buy trouble and release him any sooner than need be?
"Don't just stand there! Untie me, or I swear to God you'll wish you had!" he snapped, wriggling about as he tried to get out of his predicament. At her continued reluctance to do as she was told, he snarled. "Last chance, Lenny, if you don't do it someone will, and I will come looking for you."
"If I untie you," she said, her voice slightly croaky, "you have to promise not to...to do anything.....listen, I didn't do this," she added, swallowing her nerves.
"Yeah right, you didn't do this," he said, snorting his disbelief. "Untie me!" he bellowed.
Lenny stared at him and realised she was in deep trouble whatever she did, and so she decided to partially untie him so she could escape. She reached out and wrestled with the belt around one of his wrists, tugging it with some difficulty from him until that arm was free. He immediately grabbed at her arm, but she avoided him by jumping back. The instant she did so he reached over and started freeing his other wrist, glaring at her every now and then as he did so. He saw the way she shifted for escape. "Don't you damn well go anywhere!"
She didn't listen to him, instead running out of the room and dashing down the stairs so she could hide. If she went home he would only run along and find her there, so she was better off staying at Mark's house. All she had to do was find somewhere to either hide or someone to hide behind.
When she got outside she found Mark and Page holding Matt, Jeff and Adam, smiling at them as they threatened all sorts of horrible things. Page looked over at her pale face as he caught sight of her and he raised his eyebrows. "Don't tell me you set him free?"
"Only one arm, but now he's working on the other belts....and he thinks it's all my fault!" she said, looking at the other three with accusation. "You have to tell him the truth!"
All three men shook their heads. "He'll kill us!" Jeff said, widening his eyes theatrically.
"He'll kill me!" she said, her voice high pitched as she tried to get them to do the right thing.
"Damn right he will!" a low growl came from behind her and she swung around to find Kevin standing glaring down at her, having gotten out of the bonds and down the stairs faster than she had anticipated. He went to reach for her and then drew back abruptly as laughter erupted around him, and he turned to look at people, trying to figure out what was so funny - apart from the bikini and shorts. Lenny had trouble keeping a smile off her face, too, even through the fear snaking its way up her spine. She stood rooted to the spot as someone handed him a small mirror and he looked at his reflection with stunned disbelief. "Who the hell did this?" he bellowed, his eyes instantly narrowing and fixing on her guilty face. "You think this is funny?" he asked her, his voice deadly and quiet and making the hair stand up on the back of her neck. When she didn't answer quick enough for his liking he went to grab her again and she finally got the wherewithal to move, spinning around and running as fast as she could away from him and back towards her house. She might not be safe there, or anywhere else, but she would feel better briefly.
Of course she was no match for his long legs and he caught her easily, plucking her from the ground and planting her over his shoulder as he turned and walked back towards Mark's house, taking his time. And why not? she thought with a shiver, no-one would stop him and he could do whatever he wanted with her. Her face went blood red as he walked back through the party, the laughter this time directed as much at her as him, and she was almost relieved when they reached the sanctuary of the house. That feeling disappeared fast enough though, as he started up the stairs, taking them two at a time until he reached his room. Seconds later she found herself bouncing down onto his bed, her hair tumbling around her as she fell. He didn't give her enough time to collect her scattered wits about her, coming down on top of her and pinning her arms above her head.
"Now then, you little pest, want to tell me how funny this all is, huh?"
She shook her head quickly and kept her mouth closed, wondering what he was going to do and if she could talk him out of it. Highly doubtful.
He stared down at her and narrowed his eyes until they were slits, his over painted eyebrows drawn down over them fiercely. "You like make-up, hmm? You like lipstick? Perhaps you'd like to share it!"
He swooped down and covered her mouth with his, using all his vast expertise to pry her lips open and ravage her mouth, kissing her more roughly and more thoroughly than he had yet done, and she didn't have a hope of resisting him. It had been impossible to retain any control when he was kissing her softly and seductively, but this all out passion was even worse and she fell under his spell instantly. Her mouth opened wider to his invasion and he groaned, thrusting his tongue rhythmically inside the warm recesses and drinking in her taste and smell, everything about her tantalising his senses. He hadn't meant to enjoy this, he hadn't meant for her to enjoy it, but whenever he touched her he lost his mind and all he could do was try and fulfil the desire that controlled him. His body hardened painfully against her and he ground his hips into her, using one big leg to ease hers apart so he could lay in the cradle of her thighs, making intimate contact with her. A groan worked it's way out of his throat and he kissed her with even more abandon, his eyes screwed tightly closed as he tried to get closer to her still.
Lenny whimpered as she felt him pressing against her softness, amazed at the feeling and appalled at the same time. She knew she shouldn't be letting him do this to her again, but her mind wasn't in control anymore. Her hips lifted helplessly as he moved against her body, prolonging the contact, her whole body starting to tingle where his was moving sensually on her. He was so huge and so muscular and his body so hard, she couldn't even begin to try and stop him, she wanted everything and anything he could do to her. Despite what had happened before, despite his rejection, her mind gave itself up to sensation, and she didn't even worry about where this could ultimately lead.
His lips left hers reluctantly, only to travel over her jaw and down under her chin, pressing small kisses into her soft skin as he worked his way around her neck, nuzzling the curve where it joined her shoulder and then biting gently, making her tense and shudder. His tongue came out and licked around to her pulse point while his fingers ran down her arm and tugged impatiently at the neckline of her top, drawing the soft material relentlessly downwards so he could kiss and suck his way down the slope of her breast. He would have bared her completely to his eyes and mouth had someone not knocked on the door at that moment. The sound jerked him out of his daze and he looked down at Lenny, faintly horrified at what he had been about to do. Again. He had sworn he would never try and strip her after the last time, but his mind had shut down and his body taken over.
"Kevin? Are you in there?" Page called out, hammering on the door again. "Kevin?!"
"Yes, goddammit!" he yelled, pulling himself off the bed and tugging Lenny's neckline back up as he went. "No need to break the damn door down!"
The door flew open before he could get to it and Page walked into the room, taking in the scene in front of him with pursed lips and a twinkle in his eye. "Hmm, seems to me that every time I make sure you're not killing her, you have something else in mind entirely!"
Lenny was slowly regaining her senses and she blinked as she sat up, staring blearily at Page and Kevin, her face colouring prettily as she saw the way Kevin was staring at her. He went to run a hand through his hair and then cursed as he encountered the pigtails Lenny had given him. "Goddamn eye shadow, lipstick..." he muttered as he undid the braids.
"Talking of lipstick," Page said, eyeing Lenny and then Kevin, "you seem to have lost most of yours."
Kevin walked over to the mirror and stared at himself, laughing helplessly as he saw his reflection. The bright red lipstick that had covered his mouth was spread across his face and when he turned to look at Lenny, he found he had put it all over her. It showed exactly where he had been kissing her.
When neither of them spoke, Page cleared his throat. "Perhaps Lenny should come along and get herself cleaned up, we can't have you going back to the party looking like that," he said, arching an eyebrow at her when she nodded quickly.
"What about me? I think I deserve an explanation at the very least!" Kevin said, still aroused and still angry.
"Kev, I think maybe what you really need is a shower," Page said, his eyes sparkling with humour as he glanced down briefly and then back up. "A cold one, at that." He gently took Lenny's arm and left the room with her, chuckling at Kevin's stunned face.
As soon as the door closed Kevin looked down and realised that, with only the thin boxers to cover himself, he was quite obviously turned on. He swore savagely and stomped into his bathroom, swearing again at reflection and then turning on the shower. When he had finished, he promised himself, he would find out exactly how he had come to be in this ridiculous situation in the first place. And woe betide anyone who was involved.
****Okay, that's it for a little while. Hope you're enjoying it so far and Kris? I'm waiting to read more!!****
