I was woken up a couple hours later by something poking my back. I opened my eyes and laughed quietly as I realized what it was. I rolled over and started nibbling on his neck while grinding my hips against his in attempt to wake him up. He rolled onto his back, grinning as I straddled his waist. I leaned down and sucked on his earlobe chuckling as I heard him moan slightly.

"Wakey, wakey," I said huskily in his ear. I smiled a his hands snaked their way to my hips.

"Sit up," he muttered. I sat up, looking into his lust filled eyes. He grinned as he started rubbing my clit with his thumb while making me sit up higher to get better access to my core. I moaned and closed my eyes as he started fingering me. He started with one, getting me ready for the on coming intrusion. He added another, but stopped.

"On your back," he demanded, making me roll over. I spread my legs as he situated himself between them. He reinserted two fingers, pumping them in and out, making me come as I moaned his name. He continued throughout the orgasm, adding another finger as the last wave went over my body. He resumed rubbing my clit, making it even better.

"For the love of all things sacred," I said between moans. "Stop fingering me," I added.

"Why?" he asked, not stopping.

"Cause I want to be fucked," I said, gripping the sheets as I was struck with yet another orgasm.

"Now!" I demanded as I arched my back. He grinned before slamming himself inside me.

"Feel better?" He asked as he pounded into me, making the headboard hit the wall.

By now, I had lost the ability to form any word other than his name. He chuckled as he kissed my neck.

"Move your hips," he muttered, guiding my hips with one hand to where he wanted them and how he wanted them moved. Once we set a nice, steady rhythm, I came yet again, making him moan as I yelled his name.

A few minutes and one last powerful, deep thrust later, he lost control, losing himself inside me.

"Fuck," he muttered as he came down from his high. He rolled off of me, one two-hundred- and- some- odd- pound heap of sweat and exhaustion.

"Damn," I said once I could form words. I turned my head to look at him and discovered him sound asleep. I chuckled as I covered us up before snuggling up against him, smiling as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

X-x

"I'm hungry," Shannon said, waking me up. I grunted, not wanting to get up.

"Ow," I muttered as I rolled over.

"What?"

"I hurt," I muttered.

"Sorry," He said, kissing my forehead.

"Totally worth it," I said, grinning. "Now help me out of this bed so we can get dressed and go get some food." He laughed and got out of bed, walking over to my side to help me out of bed and stand.

"Ow," I muttered as I walked towards the closet to get some clothes.

"Sorry," he said again, walking to the closet and grabbing me some clothes. I smiled as he handed them to me before walking to the dresser to get my panties and bra.

"Thanks babe," I said as I put them on.

After he got dressed, we headed downstairs.

"Wanna invite Matt?" I asked. "I haven't seen him in ages," I said, grinning. He chuckled.

"Yeah, go for it," He said, grinning at me before kissing my forehead. I called up Matt and decided to meet up at McDonald's for burgers.

X-x-x

I squealed and jumped into Matt's arms as soon as I saw him. He laughed and hugged me.

"Miss me that much?"

"Of course," I said, grinning up at him. "You know you missed me too."

"Smackdown's just not the same without our other reject," he said, shaking his head.

"I know, right?" I said, chuckling as I backed away. "Hey, Jeff," I added with a small wave as he got out of the car.

"What? You're not gonna freak out about seeing me?"

"I just saw you like...4 hours ago."

"So?"

"Would you feel better if I freaked out?" I asked, chuckling.

"Duh."

"You are such a dork," I said before squealing and jumping onto him, knocking him to the ground. "Better?" I asked, kissing his cheek.

"I could have done without getting knocked over, but yeah, I feel better," He said, laughing. I stood, and pulled him up. I brushed off his shirt and straightened it out.

"There, good as new," I said, linking arms with him. I linked my other arm with Shannon's after kissing his cheek. We walked in and ordered our food while we looking like complete freaks as we goofed around while we waited. Oh, it only got worse once we got our fries.

"OW THAT'S FUCKING HOT!" I yelled as I tried to get the fry that Jeff had thrown at me out of my bra.

"Your turn," Jeff said to Shannon who launched a fry at me which also landed in my bra.

"Nice," he said, watching me squirm.

"Why you gotta be mean to me?" I whined, crossing my arms over my chest, blocking the oncoming fry from Matt's direction.

"Because we love you," Matt said, throwing a fry at my head.

"I swear to god, you throw another fry at me and I will cover everything you own with mustard," I threatened.

"NOW who's being mean?" he asked, pouting.

"I'm not mean, you're just a sissy," I explained, patting his hand.

X-x-x-

"Hey Liz, I need to talk to you," Jeff said as the four of us walked out.

"Sure, what do you need?" I asked, slowing down to let him catch up.

"You," He said, lust in his eyes.

"Jeff, can't this wait until Monday? I wanna spend some time wit Shannon," I said, hoping he would say yes.

"I need you, Liz," he said. "Just give me a little something to hold me over."

"Jeff..Monday. I promise."

"Come on, Liz, don't make me wait that long."

"You waited seven years, what's two more nights?"

"That's too long..." he whined. "I can't wait that long."

"FINE!" I said. "Just a quickie."

"Thank God," Jeff said, grinning as he grabbed my arm, dragging me to the alley behind the restaurant.

"Let's get this over with," I said, hiking up my skirt. He walked over tome and kissed me roughly.

X-x-x-x

A few minutes later we headed back to the group to find Shannon looking rather angry as he leaned against the wall. Matt was long gone, deciding to leave Jeff behind. Jeff had a cocky smile on his face while I just rolled my eyes.

"Let's go," Shannon said, not looking at either of us. He got in the car, slamming the door. I walked around and sat in the passenger seat while Jeff sat in the back.

"What's wrong?" I asked Shannon quietly.

"Nothing," he snapped. I didn't reply as I turned my head towards the window as we pulled out of the driveway. Jeff looked at me through the side mirror, odd expression on his face. I turned away, not really wanting to look at him. I stole a glance at Shannon who looked extremely pissed off. I ran a hand through my hair before resting my head on the window, eyes focusing on the road while I tried to think of something else.

A few minutes of awkward silence later, we dropped Jeff off at his place then headed for our house. Once there, Shannon got out of the car, slamming the door once again as he walked to the house, not looking at me at all. I followed behind him, looking at my feet. He unlocked the door and stepped in, closing it behind him before I got into the house. I sighed and walked off the porch, sitting on the steps with my head in my hands. I sat there for a good ten to fifteen minutes, lost in my own little world. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I heard Shannon walk out and sit by me.

"You look like you're freezing to death," he said quietly, grabbing my hand. I said nothing as I looked away from him."Liz, come on. Let's go inside," he said, knowing I wasn't going to talk. "I know you're not gonna talk to me, but let's at least go inside." I nodded and stood, following him inside. Once in, I walked by him and sat on the couch, flipping on the TV. "Liz, please talk to me..." he said he sat by me.

"I have nothing to say, Shannon," I stated simply.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, not really, even though I should be."

"Then why won't you talk to me?"

"What am I supposed to say?" I asked, finally looking at him. "There's nothing TO say."

Shannon nodded with a sigh and sat back before pulling me into his arms. I gladly let him hold me as I closed my eyes, getting comfortable.

"I love you," I said quietly.

"Love you too," he replied, kissing the top of my head.

"I feel like getting a tattoo..."

"That was random."

"I know, but it's the truth. I haven't gotten one for a while."

"Let's go then. The Gas Chamber is still open."

"Of course it is. YOU set the hours."

"Exactly, so let's go. Any idea what you want?" he asked as we both got up.

"I want an eyeball on the inside of my elbow."

"Huh?"

"Want an eye on the inside of my elbow," I said again, grinning. "One of my friends in high school had one, and it was wicked awesome."

"So, you want one."

"Yeah, but with some tweakage, of course."

"Of course," he said. "You know, we have this awesome picture on the wall of an eyeball with a claw holding it."

"Yeah, I've seen it. I love it."

"Want it?"

"Yeah, with some tweakage. I'm thinking that instead of just ONE claw, have the one on both sides of it."

"So, like the arms of the claws form a bracelet type thing around your elbow?"

"Yeah, that," I said, smiling.

"You know, it's gonna hurt like a bitch."

"Yep, that just makes it even more fun," I said, looking up at him.

"God, I love you," he said, kissing me.

"I love me, too," I said grinning.

"What about me?" he asked.

"Oh, I suppose I love you too."

"You suppose?"

"Yep. I suppose I do."

"That's it? You suppose?" he said jokingly.

"Yep. Were you expecting something different?" I replied, still grinning.

"I was expecting more of a declaration of your undying love for me," he said, grinning.

"I'm not THAT mushy," I said, rolling my eyes.

"This is true," he said, shrugging. I chuckled and kissed his cheek before we got in the car.

X–x

A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of Gas Chamber Ink and walked inside.

"Let's get this bad boy drawn up!" Shannon said happily as he lead me to the back where all the drawing was done. Once the design was done and on the transfer sheet, he lead me over to one of the work stations where he cleaned and shaved off the part of the arm he needed. He spread deodorant on it then stuck the transfer over top, rubbing his hands over it to get the transfer onto my skin. He pulled it away and smiled, happy with the way it was.

"Check out the transfer," he said, pointing to the mirror. I stood and looked at it, making sure it was where I wanted it. I nodded happily and walked back over where Shannon was setting everything up. I sat down while I waited for him to finish the set up and for the transfer to dry. Once set up he smiled at me before he began.

"Just let me know if you need a break, okay?" he said as needle met skin. After a bit, he paused, moving my arm around to see how it was turning out.

"How you holding up?" He asked before starting again.

"Fine and dandy," I said as he got back to work. An hour or so later, everything was finished- the outline and the shading.

"Take a look," he said happily after he had wiped it clean. I stood and walked over to the mirror again.

"Hun, I LOVE it," I said happily, turning my arm every which way to see it all. "Thanks, babe!" I said as I walked back over to him. He finished cleaning it off and put some Vaseline over it before wrapping a paper towel around it.

"I don't really need to explain how to take care of it do I?" he joked as he started tearing down.

"Nah, I think I've got enough experience with them. Not to mention I'm fucking a tattoo artist," I said, grinning.

"Oh really? What's his name?" he asked as he finished tearing down .

"No one important," I said, still grinning.

"Oh, I'm not important?" he asked, kissing my forehead.

"Who said it was you?"

"Ouch, that hurt baby," he joked, putting a hand over his heart.

"I know, right? How much is this bad boy gonna cost me?" I asked as we walked over to the counter.

"Nothing. I got it," he said as he pulled out his wallet, sticking a hundred in the cash register. "After all, you're dating the owner of the shop," he added with a grin. "And fucking him on a regular basis."

"Definitely has its benefits," I said, smiling.

"Mhm," he said before kissing me after we got outside. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine.

"Love you," he said, kissing me again before pulling away and getting in the car.

"Love you too," I said.

X–x

After a quick bite to eat and a trip to Wal-Mart for some Lubriderm, we headed home. As soon as we were in the door, he took off the paper towel.

"Go wash your arm," he said as he threw it away.

"Yes, sir," I said, rolling my eyes. I washed it off real quick and walked out of the bathroom, dabbing it dry with a paper towel.

"Good girl, now in a half hour..."

"Put some lotion on it," I said, cutting in.

"Good girl," he said, kissing my forehead. He looked at my arm, turning it to get a good look at his latest bit of artwork.

"Can I do a sleeve?" he asked, looking at me.

"You already have two."

"On YOU, you dork."

"I knew that..." I said.

"Uh huh. Well can I? I have so many ideas right now..."

"What are they?"

"I'm thinkin' a lot of really twisted looking flowers and stuff like that."

"Sounds pretty cool. Draw me up some of what's going on in that head of yours and I'll tell you what I think."

"Deal," he said walking to the office where he drew all of his ideas.

"I didn't mean NOW," I said, chuckling.

"I know, but now I'm all excited about it," he said as he turned on the radio. After a few minutes of watching TV, I walked into the office, finding Shannon deep in thought while he drew everything he had been thinking off. I walked closer to him, looking over his shoulder. He turned to look at me.

"What do you think?" he asked as he spread out the drawings.

"Dude, I'm loving it," I said as I looked threw them all.

"So, I get to sleeve you up?" he asked excitedly.

"Hells yeah," I said. He stood up and kissed me then hugged me.

A/N: I totally ripped off the tattoo design off of my sleeve. Hell the whole tattoo design with the twisted flowers and shit IS my sleeve, it's wicked awesome. :) Sorry about the extraordinary bit of space between updates. It was only what? Over 2 months? Thanks to

MiSSYMiSSz for her review! This one's for you, hunny bunches!