Prompt: Piper and Brendan have had a blissful time together since she moved in permanently, but Piper hopes to introduce a few *ideas* from big city LA to Westport, aka Brendan. Hopefully he can handle the churning waters that encompass his love life. I do not own any of these characters, these characters belong to Tessa Bailey.
Disclaimer: The first chapter is tame, but the rest is like...I should look into therapy. And so should y'all, ya nasties. It gets filthy.
Piper and Hannah were sitting on the bar stools, slumped over the counter after closing their bar, Cross and Daughters.
"Brendan, you've heard of kinks, right?" Piper asked her soon-to-be husband, who was sitting next to her on the couch as an episode of Shark Tank was airing on the television in front of them.
"A kink?" Brendan's brows furrowed. "Like, a knot? Do you need a back massage? Here, turn over." He moved to twist her around but she stopped him, chuckling.
"No, babe. A kink. It's like a more extreme sexual preference for someone." She continued. "People in LA, and I assume the rest of our modern world, are crazy about them."
"Okay... what about them?" Brendan wasn't seeing the point of why she randomly brought this up. "You know," She shrugged. " Well, Hannah and I were talking earlier, and I was wondering if you have any that you haven't tried with me yet? And if you wanted to try them?" Oh.
"Are you saying I'm not sexy enough?" He dramatically gasped, half joking, half not. "Are those LA twats and pricks outdoing me?" Was Piper getting bored? That feeling he got when booking that over-the-top Seattle Hotel over the summer was beginning to arise in his chest like a tidal wave.
"No no no," Piper waved her hands quickly in front of her, rushing to calm the storm of anxiety she knew was bubbling inside of him. "Baby you're absolutely perfect for me in every way. Trust me, you blow everyone in LA out of the park by a long shot." She rubbed loving circles with her hands over his chest. "You'd think with boatfuls of money they could afford some anatomy lessons...or penis enlargement surgery..." Piper muttered.
Brendan barked out a laugh at that. Knowing he was the only one who can satisfy high maintenance Piper Bellinger remains at the top of his list of life achievements, and will probably remain there forever. For that reason he asked, "Well, do you have any of these uhm, kinks? I'd be happy to fulfill them in any way I can." Brendan offered.
"Hmm," Piper placed freshly-manicured finger to her chin in a thoughtful manner. "You've already done a few of them. For instance, your dirty talk. Impeccable. French kiss. Never fails to push me over the edge." He blushed at that, even though he knew it was true. Man, this girl makes a 6'4" king crab fishing captain blush. "Remember that first night when you jacked off with my thong?" She sighed lovingly. "I didn't even realize how much I loved it until I first saw you do it. I would, however, like to try out adding some toys to spice up our time Oh! Remember when you also rimmed me... "She trailed off. "Wow. You're more kinkier of a man than you give yourself credit for!" She squealed.
"Ha.. Thanks, I guess." He scratched his head nervously, the corner of his lip lifting. The mere mention of the wilder things Piper evoked from him caused blood to rush to his crotch area.
"I mean," Piper said. "Hannah says even on her first night with Fox she asked to be spanked-"
"ASDKFJAKDFJHSK Honey!" Brendan covered his ears with his hands and shook his head violently from side to side. " I get it, I get it! Do you think I want to hear that about my best friend? Let alone my baby sister-in-law?" He stuck his tongue out, face contorting into one of horror. He wasn't that much of a prude to hate spanking, but it's not what you want to think of when it involves your two closest friends.
Piper giggled. "I'm sorry, babe. TMI! Geez, and that's a beginner level kink, too. Anyway, that was just for reference, but does that give you an idea of something you've thought of?" She had this glimmer in her eye as she said that, her hands clasped together under her chin. The Piper Sparkle never fails to bring Brendan to his knees. He sighed, not wanting to disappoint her. You'd think 7 years of celibacy would evoke even the smallest amount of crazy erotic desires, but he was drawing a blank. When you're surrounded by fish and crabs and more fish for the better portion of your life it's hard to think about sex when you have no one to come home to.
Unless you were Fox circa pre-Bellinger era.
"I'll think about it, Pipes." He smiled warmly at his fiancee, her little happy clap, just for his hopeful response, melted his heart for the billionth time since he first laid eyes on her. Diving into deeper waters of their sex life was not something he was necessarily opposed to, as if he could ever deny something that involved Piper and sex within the same vicinity. He definitely wanted to explore some other areas of her body, one specifically that they never ventured further than what they'd done their first month of knowing each other. His innate urge to continuously please the woman he loved took over, motivating him to try out this "kink" stuff. He didn't think he was incapable of it, seeing as how easily sex-dazed he became just from that night he first saw her tits. "But give me a day or two for me to purge the image of Fox and Hannah from my mind, please?"
Piper sighed dramatically, curling even tighter into his side. "Okay, okay my innocent little fisherman." They shared a snicker at that remark, both fully aware nothing about the captain was little. Their sex life was far from boring, and far from vanilla, but Piper knew they could find new ways to enhance the chemistry between them.
"If you don't want to do anything else, I'm totally satisfied with where we are now." Piper clarified. Her hand slid down his front from where it rested on his chest towards the band of his sweatpants. "I just know there's a little beast hiding in there waiting to be let out. And I'm not just talking about this one." She squeezed his already hardening erection through the thick cloth. Brendan let out a groan and let his head fall back momentarily. He looked down to see Piper grinning up at him, her eyes darkening. He leaned down to kiss her lips, slowly maneuvering them so her back was flat against the couch. He braced his left arm next to the side of her head, his right hand trailing down to take off the offending garments between them.
"Consider my mind purged."
a/n: Hola senoritas! I don't know how I got the idea for this story, but I finished the Bellinger Sisters series in two days and my mind is churning. I can't even handle reading another book right now, so here's this. I guess. I even put in a request to add this as a category, that's some true author shit, right? I don't think Brendan is that clueless about sex, we obviously have seen some of his handiwork, but I think this is just a fun prompt. Side note: How does one scream "iASDKFJAKDFJHSK"? Hope you enjoy!
