Okay. Time for a disclaimer. I own none of the talented wonderful men in this story. If I did... Well I wouldn't just be writing about it that's for sure! I'm honestly not sure where it's headed but I feel it might be a more realistic story. Probably will be a slow-burn for the main couple, if I'm able to resist. At this point, until things are more written out, it's an OC/? story. Officially this is a Dean/OC/Roman story, Seth might possibly be involved but at this point that is up in the air.
Authors note: I'm really really sorry how short this is! Time has not been on my side so I've been struggling a bit.
"So when is this whole thing going to be explained?" Leecie asked, applying another layer of dark green polish to her big toe.
She looked up from under her red bangs and saw Jon look back into the kitchen where Joe was playing Go Fish with Rose. She and Jon had lost after two hands but those two proceeded to continue playing. Leecie didn't mind because it gave her a chance to talk to Jon.
"Tonight, I'll talk to him and tomorrow we'll explain things together," he said, "I promise."
She nodded and blew on her toes, smiling at the alternating dark green and bright red nails. She was getting prepared for Christmas as it was only in three days.
"Damn, I've got to wrap more presents," she sighed, "I've also got to run back to the store and get the rest of Rose's presents and something for you two."
She looked up in surprise as he heard him rise, and suddenly her hair was pulled back softly. Worrying her lip, she gazed up at him in curiosity as he grinned and leaned so their lips were almost touching.
"You could just give me you, in some sexy lingerie or... nothing at all," he murmured.
Excitement bubbled in her gut at that thought.
"S-Surely there has to be something else you want," she whispered.
"Nope," he said with a chuckle.
Then his lips were pressed hard against hers. Reacting on instinct, she gripped his arms and held him close as she kissed him back. Her lips parted when she felt his tongue press along their seam. Whining, she ran her hands up his arms and shoulders and into his messy curls, pulling him closer. Their breaths started coming out heavier and harsher as he reached down and grabbed her ass.
"Oh god," she whispered as he pulled her up, pinning her to the cushions with his hardening cock teasing her groin.
"Seriously guys?"
Leecie gasped and pulled back, turning bright red as she saw Joe leaning on the door frame, smirking.
"You'd better be glad it was me that came in here rather than Rose. Don't think you want her seeing the prelude?" he teased.
"Damn it," Jon sighed in an annoyed tone, pulling back and flopping on the couch with an exaggerated groan.
"Yeah, sorry, thanks," Leecie murmured, jumping up, "I gotta run to the store so uh, I'm gonna go get Rose ready."
"Hey, we're both here. Use this time to do whatever you planned on doing," Jon said as she went to the stairs.
She hesitated but gave them a curious look.
"Are you sure?"
"We can watch her here," Joe said with a shrug, "What are you planning on doing?"
"I have to do some more last minute shopping and my mom and Jon insist that I do something to relax," she informed him with an eye roll.
"That's not a bad idea," Joe agreed.
"See, you're vastly outnumbered," Jon said with a grin, "So get your sweet ass ready and go enjoy yourself."
Blushing, she went up to her room made sure her makeup was presentable before slipping on shoes and heading out to the car.
…
You could just give me you, in some sexy lingerie or nothing at all. Jon's words rung in her head as she looked around the small store. She was incredibly embarrassed to be in a sex shop for the first time, especially alone, but she would brave it to find something to impress Jon.
"Do you need help sweetie? You seem a bit lost."
She turned at the male voice and her face warmed dramatically as she saw a handsome man, maybe a few years older than her, looking at her in interest.
"It's- um- yeah, pro-probably," she stammered, "I've never done this kind of thing before and... well my lover is in town and-"
"Say no more. You want something to impress him... or her?"
His eyes lit up as he smiled and she nodded.
"Him. He said something about lingerie and I've never bought any before really," she admitted.
"Oh, that's no big deal dear. I'd be glad to help you find something! Do you know if he has any fetishes?"
Feeling pitiful and helpless, she shrugged with a frown.
"I have no idea. Um, I know he really like breasts so something that enhances that area?"
"Of course he does!" the guy said.
She quickly read his name tag, Eric.
"Everyone, even straight women and gay men like myself, love boobs sweetie," he said, grinning.
"Well, I don't have a lot to work with so maybe something push up?" she offered.
He bit his thumb before asking, "Can I feel?"
"H-Huh? Uh, I guess?"
He was swift and precise, cupping and squeezing and pinching her breasts before smiling. She knew her face was surely red by this point, having a man grope her so openly.
"You're probably a C or maybe a D with how full they are," he stated, making her turn bright red again, "So you have a great amount to work with. Come over here."
Leecie followed the tall man, trying to rush her steps because she was so short compared to him, and took a steadying breath as they made it to a rack of lingerie.
"This one would look great on you I think. It's by Oh La La Cheri."
Leecie took the lingerie and had to smile. It was silky on the inside and the outside had black on the sides and the middle was a pink-purple color and it was all topped with black lace.
"It's very form fitting and enhances the bust dramatically," he explained.
"Yeah, yeah I like this," she finally said
A smile came to her face at the thought of how she would look in it.
"You're in luck, because today we're running a thirty percent discount on lingerie as well, so this is only twenty bucks right now," he said.
Her mouth dropped in surprise. That was a lot cheaper than she expected.
"Come, let's pick some panties and maybe a few accessories to go with it."
…
Leecie quickly shoved her bags in her closet and breathed a sigh of relief that no one had seen her big black bag. Having slipped into a big sweater and legging capris, she felt a lot more comfortable.
"Knock knock."
Joe's voice startled her and she looked up in surprise. She had to take a second to admire him before she offered a greeting in return. He was now wearing a long sleeve fitted gray shirt and black sweats with his hair pulled up into a ponytail and her mouth was watering. Shaking herself from her daydreams, she offered him a smile.
"How did everything go?" she asked.
"Good, Chinese is on the way because Rose apparently loves Crab Rangoon," Joe said, flashing his pearly whites as he grinned, "She called them Crab Ragoo."
Snickering, Leecie sat down on the bed and started rubbing her sore calves.
"Yeah, she still has trouble with some words but I secretly adore it," she replied.
"It is cute," he agreed.
He came over and sat next to her on the bed, making her heart do a crazy flutter thing.
"Did you have fun while you were out?" he asked, grabbing her foot.
Her eyes widened in shock as he started rubbing her foot, startling a moan out of her. His chuckle had her face turning bright red. Why must they keep doing things to embarrass her, however unintentional? It was killing her heart slowly.
"It was good," she said, "Got Rose's presents, and something for each of you."
"You didn't have to," he admonished with a frown.
She was going to argue but he pushed into the arch of her aching foot and instead she moaned again. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the whimpers and moans now coming from her mouth as he moved up the calf of her leg.
"Other foot," he demanded.
"You don't g-"
"Other. Foot," he said sternly, lifting an eyebrow.
Flushing, she lifted her left leg and placed her foot in his waiting hand.
"Thank you," was all she could manage.
"What did you do for yourself?" he asked finally.
She stumbled through her messy thoughts before she said, "I got some new clothes and jewelry."
"That's good, maybe you could show me them later?" Joe questioned.
A sly smirk was on his face as he pulled her leg up and pressed a kiss to her knee.
"U-Uhm yeah, maybe," she murmured.
Damn him for making her heart go crazy like this. His fingers trailed up and down her legs slowly and she could barely meet his eyes. There was something unreadable, something that almost looked like lust.
"Maybe you could model them," he suggested lowly.
Her skin prickled as she shivered and bit her lip.
"S-Sure," she whispered.
He pressed the pad of his thumb in a line up her calf until it brushed along the hem of her capris. There was a pounding on the door and she jumped up.
"Food," she said quickly, turning bright red as she realized how intimate the situation seemed.
He smirked and followed the redhead downstairs. Jon opened the door as she arrived behind him.
"Hey Leecie, I- Oh shit."
"Blake?!" Leecie snapped in surprise.
She gently pushed Jon aside and stared at Blake in shock. Along with the Chinese food he had flowers in his hand.
"Well fuck," he breathed, cheeks coloring dark red, "I didn't realize- Yeah, okay, um, it's thirty one and sixty."
Leecie bit her lip as Jon slid back in front, handing over forty bucks and grabbing the large bag of food.
"Thanks kid," Jon said, snapping the gum in his mouth as he smirked widely and gestured at the flowers, "And uh, you might as well get that kinda shit outta your head, because she's spoken for."
He quickly slammed the door in Blake's shocked face.
"That's the coward I was talkin' about," Jon said as he turned to Joe.
The large Samoan's face suddenly turned dark.
"That's the little shit that said those things about you?" he asked Leecie.
"Um, yeah, why?"
"Lucky I didn't know before hand," Joe snorted, slipping his arm around Leecie's shoulders.
Confused, the small woman stared up at the men with furrowed brows but Rose calling for them interrupted any questions she might have asked.
