Time
Part 2: Metamorphose
Chapter 5
Blossom yawned as she woke up from her deep slumber. She looked at the clock on the wooden nightstand next to the dark wood bed and glanced at the time. It was a little after nine o'clock. Blossom rubbed her eyes and pushed back the pink plaid blankets. She requested the color before they arrived at the cabin. She swung her legs over the edge and slipped her feet into the soft slippers she placed there.
After she was situated, Blossom quietly made her way towards the door, making sure to not wake the snoring Vincent in the process. She tiptoed up to the door and exited the room, closing the door behind her.
Suddenly, Blossom smelled bacon and waffles in the air. She lifted her nose to sniff the air just to make sure her nose wasn't deceiving her.
That's definitely food someone is cooking. I wonder who would be up this early.
Blossom decided to go down the wide wooden stairs to find out who was in the kitchen. She moved down the stairs and walked down the wide hallway that was just down from the front door. She peeked into the large, open kitchen and was surprised to see a certain redheaded male cooking away at the stove.
"Brick?" Blossom asked as she moved into the kitchen. The male glanced up with a smile.
"Good morning, Red." Blossom couldn't help but quiver. His voice was thick like he just woke up, which made his appeal even harder to resist. Brick glanced down at the rest of her body. "Nice gown." Blossom looked down and realized that she was wearing her silky pink nightgown with the black lace slip over it. It was also very, very short, stopping mid thigh. She blushed.
"Uh, thanks. Nice… um, no shirt…" Brick chuckled, reveling in the fact that Blossom was observing his chest like it was the last thing she was ever going to see.
"Why, thank you, Red. You want some breakfast?" Blossom ripped her eyes away from his chest and nodded, sitting down at the island in front of him. Brick walked over to the fridge and pulled out the bacon and waffles. He removed his own bacon from the pan before greasing it with a bit more oil.
"How many do you want?" Brick asked.
"Uh, three, please." Brick took out three strips of bacon and placed them all in the pan. They sizzled and popped as they came into contact with the heat and oil. Brick set the lid back on the pan and wiped his hands on a towel.
Blossom watched him as he made her breakfast. Something about the way he looked with his short, messy bed head and slight sleepiness in his red eyes made her feel special. She wondered if he would do this for her every morning if they lived together. Or if they would switch off every morning with her doing it one day and Brick the next day. Maybe he would make her breakfast after a long night of…activities. Hot, sweaty, dirty activities…
"Blossom!" Brick waved his hand in front of her face. Blossom snapped out of her trance and looked him in the eyes.
"Huh? What?" Brick smirked.
"Do you want waffles?" Blossom blushed and nodded, holding up two fingers. Brick's smirk widened. "Thinking about me, Red?" Blossom gasped.
"Like I would ever think about you, Brick! And no, I was just thinking about how good breakfast was going to be, if you must know." Brick chuckled before handing Blossom her plate. Blossom took it and set it in front of her. She studied the syrup covered waffles and the steaming bacon as she licked her lips. She took her fork and began to dig in.
Brick cleaned up the cooking ware before walking over to Blossom's side. He leaned down on the marble surface and smiled as he watched Blossom stuff her mouth with bacon and waffle.
"Is it good, Blossom?" he asked jokingly.
"It's great! You should make me breakfast more often." She swallowed before grinning up at him. Brick chuckled. Blossom brought her thumb up to her lips, wiping away the syrup that stuck under her bottom lip.
"I'd love that." Blossom was about to stick her thumb in her mouth to get rid of the syrup, but Brick grabbed her wrist. Her leaned his head down and opened his lips, sticking her thumb in between his teeth. He sucked away at her thumb, lathering it with his hot tongue.
Blossom's breath kicked up, coming out in shallow pants. Brick pulled away from her thumb and turned her hand over, exposing the underside of her wrist. He leaned back down and slowly moved the tip of his tongue from the bottom of her hand, over her wrist. Blossom gasped in pleasure. Her fingers curled as he did it once more.
"Brick…" she whispered. The Rowdyruff set down her hand and moved behind her. He slipped his large hands around her waist and pulled her closer to his chest. He dipped his head down to her neck and kissed it gently.
Blossom moved her head to the other side and leaned back on his shoulder. She brought her hands up to clutch at his fiery hair. She moaned once Brick began to suck on her sensitive spot.
Suddenly, Blossom's eyes snapped open. What was she doing? What if Vincent or one of their siblings caught them? Blossom removed her hands from Brick and grabbed at his hands, shoving them away from her waist. Brick stumbled back with a confused look on his face.
"Woah, what the hell, Red?" Blossom spun around in her bar stool to face him.
"Brick, we can't do this. We can't! I'm in a relationship with a man I love. I can't just sacrifice that for - whatever this is!" She motioned between the two of them. "Now, I'm sorry if I lead you to believe that there was something here, but there just isn't. I can't jeopardize losing Vincent for this, okay? I'm sorry if I led you to believe otherwise." Brick huffed, crossing his arms.
Why would she let him touch her so intimately if she was going to freak out like that? He knew that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. There was no denying how she felt about him. Brick could see it in her eyes that she wanted to know what it felt like to be with him. Vincent could never fill the void that lay inside of her. She needed someone that was on her level of physical and mental strength. Someone to match what she had. Someone she wouldn't be afraid of breaking. Brick knew what she needed. But, for now, he would keep his distance.
"Fine. Whatever you want, Blossom. Enjoy your breakfast." Brick turned on his heel and quickly exited the kitchen. Blossom sighed glancing down at her breakfast, suddenly not feeling so hungry anymore.
Over the next couple of hours, everyone in the cabin began to surface out of their rooms. Blossom decided to make everyone a big breakfast since Brick thought it was a good idea to lock himself in his room for the rest of the morning. Blossom tried not to make herself look guilty when Vincent came up to kiss her. She couldn't tell him what happened even if she should. It would ruin the whole trip! She wanted Brick and Vincent to at least be civil for the holidays and telling Vincent what happened would only squash that dream.
Once everyone was fed and showered, the adults all congregated in the large living room to decide what they would be doing for the day. Bubbles brought out pamphlet after pamphlet of different snow related activities that they could all try. Buttercup suggested that they go skiing or snowboarding, but Blossom objected quickly. She didn't want her pregnant sister to end up falling on her belly and causing the baby harm. Buttercup was about two months pregnant now.
Bubbles suggested that they tour the mountain. She held up a pamphlet and read out loud what they would be exploring and how long it would take. It would be a megabus ride from the main building of the resort up to the base of Mountain Eagle Den. Then, they would all take smaller, more stable snow cars up the winding slopes of the mountain to the top where they could enter the observational museum about climates and different types of tall mountains and what animals could live there. After that, they'd all hop back into the cars and take the bus back to the resort. The others seemed to like the idea, so Blossom decided that they would get ready for the day.
Blossom headed to the kitchen and, with Bubbles and Robin's help, began to pack a lunch for them to take for their trip. Buttercup and Butch decided it was the perfect time to play a few video games while everyone else rushed to get ready. Brick, Vincent, and Mitch all went up to their rooms to get the clothing they would need for a very cold ascent up the mountain. Boomer was sitting on one of the large couches studying the map and pamphlet for the mountain tour.
Everyone was ready to go by the time the clock struck one o'clock. Blossom set down the two cooler bags of food by the door and made sure she had everything she needed. Since she had ice powers, Blossom was the only one that didn't need to dress in heavy gear. All she decided to wear was her light pink leggings, black snow boots, a thinner coat, and her hat. She didn't even need gloves.
"Alright, guys, let's move out!" Blossom called to the rest of the group. One by one, each adult came down the stairs wrapped up in their outerwear. They all slipped on their boots before Blossom and Bubbles each grabbed a bag. They all exited the cabin, which locked itself behind them, before taking a short walk over to the main resort building.
"Need any help with that, babe?" Vincent asked, falling back to walk next to Blossom. She shook her head with a grateful smile.
"No, honey, I got it. Thanks for asking, though." Vincent smiled and reached for her hand which she gladly let him take into his own.
The group soon got to the bus that would take them to the base of the mountain. Since there was limited seating, everyone needed to pair up if they could. Butch naturally sat next to Buttercup. After their fight on the plane, he had been taking on the 'Worried Father' role quite instantly. He didn't want to leave Buttercup's side, no matter what. Robin sat with Mitch, and Boomer was about to sit next to Bubbles. Brick was standing behind his blonde brother, growing more aggravated the longer it took for Boomer to sit down.
"Fucking MOVE!" Boomer was going to tell Brick to calm down, but he was rudely interrupted when Brick decided to shove Boomer down in his seat.
"Ouch, hey! What's your problem?" Brick growled before taking the seat in the far back. The other guests on the bus didn't want to sit too close to him, so they all moved themselves as far away as possible. Bubbles glanced back at the steaming redhead with a worried look.
"Hey, Boomer, I think you should go sit with Brick. He seems kinda upset." Boomer scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"Pft, what was your first clue?" Bubbles glanced up at him.
"Boomer, I'm serious. I think you should find out what's wrong with him." Boomer shook his head.
"He's not going to open up to me, Bubs." Bubbles placed a hand on his large arm and gave him her best puppy dog eyes.
"Please, for me?" Boomer glanced down at her and his face instantly softened. How could he say no to those eyes? Bubbles really knew how to tug at his heartstrings. He sighed.
"Fine. I'll go sit with him." Bubbles smiled.
"Thank you." Boomer fixed his hat before standing up from his seat. He walked down the aisle to where Brick was sitting. His older brother was staring out the window with a far gone look on his face.
"Brick, are you alright?" Brick turned his head towards the ceiling and blew a string of fire from his lips. He was literally burning with rage on the inside.
"Do I look fine to you?" Brick asked, facing the window again. Boomer hesitantly placed a comforting hand on Brick's shoulder.
"You can tell me what's wrong. I won't judge." Brick sighed, steam coming from his nose, before he glanced at his brother.
"It's… it's a long story." Boomer chuckled.
"We've got plenty of time, brother." Brick nodded before taking a few moments to calm himself down. Then, he opened his mouth and spilled about everything that transpired between him and Blossom.
The bus slowly came to a stop at the base of the mountain. The guests all began to gather up their things before they exited. Blossom grabbed the food bag next to her before glancing back at Brick and Boomer who were still chatting away. She hoped that Brick didn't tell his brother about what happened. That was something she didn't want to get out to the others.
Once the group was off of the bus, Blossom took Vincent's hand and led him to the small reception building so they could book their cars. Brick watched them go with jealousy swimming in his eyes. Boomer nudged him with his elbow.
"Let it go, man. Just try not to think about it. We came here to have fun." Brick nodded and turned away from the couple.
"Good lord, it's freezing!" Robin cried, holding her arms close to her chest. Bubbles giggled.
"Try giving Brick a hug. He has fire powers, you know." The brunette gasped.
"I totally forgot about that!" She turned to Brick. "May I?" Brick gave a lopsided smile and opened his arms. Robin bounced over to him and fell into his arms. "Mmm, you're so warm! I wish I had powers." She pulled away once she was warm enough and glanced up at him. "Do you think Rachel could spare some Chemical X?"
"Wait, does Chemical X work on regular people?" Butch suddenly asked. Boomer shrugged.
"Well, it definitely worked on Sasha. Who's to say that it won't work on Robin, too?" Robin stuck her nose in the air proudly.
"I'd be honored to be your mom's personal guinea pig." Before anyone else could comment, Blossom and Vincent walked back up to the group.
"Alright, we're good. We're in cars six, seven, and eight." The group all gathered themselves before moving to the cars.
The three tour guides all seemed to freeze in place as they saw the very powerful, very famous superheroes coming their way. They tried to contain their excitement of the fact that they would have the honor of showing The Powerpuff Girls and The Rowdyruff Boys all around Mount Eagle Den.
"Hello!" Blossom greeted politely. One of the guides, a small, caramel skinned lady, grinned up at the Powerpuff.
"Hi! Are, are you the Powerpuff Girls?" She motioned from Blossom to her sisters. Blossom giggled and nodded.
"That's us." The guide squealed.
"Wow, it's so great that you're here! I'm Olivia, you can call me Liv for short if you want." She pointed over to the other two guides. "The tall, lanky one with all of the piercings is Jones, and the other, tall lady is Piper. We'll be your guides!" The group waved to the other two and the man and woman hesitantly waved back. "Well, it doesn't matter who you sit with, so just split up how you want." Olivia walked back over to the other two guides excitedly.
"Well, who wants to sit with whom?" Boomer smirked over to the man with the dark hair and piercings.
"I'll go in Jones's car. He's cute." Bubbles rolled her eyes.
"Would you please?" The group laughed at the two, especially Bubbles who huffed with an eye roll.
"You're going to need to take someone else with you, Boomer." Blossom giggled. Bubbles raised her hand.
"I'll go with him." Blossom smirked at her, as did Robin and Buttercup. "Not because I care, okay? I just don't want Boomer to eat Jones alive."
"Fine. Anyone else? They're all six-seater buggies." Robin raised her hand.
"I'll go with them. Just so Bubbles doesn't accidentally kill anyone." Blossom smiled with a nod.
"Good, get going, then." Boomer, Bubbles and Robin all walked over to Jones' car and jumped in. Boomer sat up front next to the guide and the girls snuggled in, in the back. The all buckled up before Jones revved up the engine.
"Okay, well, I'm sitting with Vincent-" Buttercup snorted at her sister.
"Of course you are." Blossom scowled at her.
"So, that means we need the rest of you to figure out who's going with us." Mitch raised his hand.
"I will." Blossom nodded. Brick look from Mitch back to Blossom and raised his hand.
"So will I." Blossom's smiled dropped slightly.
"Uh, okay." Brick smirked. His face broke out into one that Blossom knew all too well. His face ultimately was composed with a mischievous smirk and a glint in his eyes that said, 'I'm going to give you hell today.'
The small group headed over to Olivia's car which left Butch and Buttercup to Piper. Blossom sat next to Olivia and Vincent plopped in next to Blossom. Mitch and Brick buckled themselves in the back.
Once everyone was buckled in, Olivia honked to the other two cars and pulled away from the snow covered lot. Olivia turned on her mic and began to talk about the mountain they were ascending.
Brick tuned Olivia out about halfway up the mountain and set his eyes on the couple in front of him. Every whisper, every look, every intimate touch made him want to unbuckle himself and roll down the cliff side in a bloody heap. It wasn't fair! None of it was fair! If he never left, he would be the one whispering sweet nothings into his perfect Blossom's ear. He would be the one she would cry on when she was hurt. He would be the one she would make sweet love to or get downright nasty with. As cheesy as it may sound, he would be her superhero whenever she was in trouble. Not Vincent. There was nothing special about the brunette. Nothing that Brick could see.
In the midst of Brick's internal rage, the cars pulled up to the observational museum on the top of the mountain. Olivia parked up to a snow mound and shut off the buggy. Blossom giggled as Vincent pulled her out. Brick rolled his eyes and unbuckled himself before grumpily lifting himself from the car. Mitch glanced over to the Rowdyruff.
"Uh, Brick? You're kind of melting the snow under your feet." Brick looked down and saw that he was slowly sinking into the steaming snow below him. He took a deep breath, blowing steam out of his nose, and stepped away from his foot holes. Mitch walked up to him before glancing at Blossom and Vincent.
"You really need to stop pouting, man." Brick snarled.
"I do not… I do not pout, Mitch. I just don't know why they have to be so…close to each other." Mitch snorted.
"They're partners, man. What did you expect?" Mitch smirked at the redhead before walking off to find his girl. Brick groaned and decided to follow.
Once the group reunited, they entered the observational museum. Luckily, it was quite warm inside, and there was a coat rack where they could hang up what they didn't want to wear. The group shoved off their coats and gloves and hung them in the area. When they were situated, the group veered off in different directions, eyeing the displays of mountains and wildlife.
Brick wandered off on his own with his hands stuffed in his pockets. Even with all of the interesting information he could be reading about around him, he still couldn't keep his mind off of Blossom. He couldn't help it! It made him want to tear his own hair out. Why couldn't she just dump Vincent? It didn't seem so hard.
"Brick, are you okay?"
Speaking of the devil…
Brick turned around and saw Blossom watching him. She looked rather concerned.
"Yeah, I'm just peachy." Brick gave an annoyed look before stalking off in the other direction. Blossom frowned. Going after him would be a bad idea, but, against her better judgment, she jogged after him anyway.
"Hey, Brick, what's the matter?" Blossom asked once she caught to him. They were far from the group, nearly on the other side of the museum. Brick faced her, his eyes blazing.
"Oh, come on, Red! You're way smarter than that. Trust me, I know. Why don't you tell me what's the matter?" Blossom crossed her arms and sighed, not wanting to mention what happened during breakfast.
"You… you're upset at what happened this morning." She cursed herself. She didn't want to mention it! Damn her mouth…
"Yeah, that's right. Good girl points for you, Blossom. I mean, why would you let me touch you like that if you were so committed to Vincent? If he's your 'one and only,' you should've pushed me away before you were moaning my name in my arms." Blossom scowled, uncrossing her arms before walking up to him.
"That's not fair! You know as well as I do that you can be very… persuasive. I realize my mistake, and I'm willing to move on. Why can't you do the same?"
"Because I…! I-I… ugh, forget it! Have fun, I'm going back to the cabin." Brick shoved pasted Blossom and bolted for the door, grabbing his jacket on the way out. Blossom watched him go. What was up with him? Why was he being so difficult lately? She needed to know. They were doing so well, too.
Blossom sighed and ran down to the front door. Vincent spotted her and walked up to her as she slipped on her jacket.
"Bloss, you okay? I saw Brick run out of here pretty fast. Is everything alright?" Blossom zipped up her jacket before glancing up at him. She smiled and placed a hand on his cheek.
"Everything's fine. I'm just going to check on Brick. If I'm not back, just stick to the group. Bubbles will know what's next on her little mountain climbing list. Don't worry about me." Vincent nodded before gently grabbed her hand and kissing it.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, hon, I'll be fine. You go and have some fun. I'll deal with Brick's hissy fit." Blossom pulled her hand away, leaned up, and gave Vincent a quick peck on the lips. She smiled once more before walking out into the cold mountain air.
Once she was outside, Blossom floated slightly off of the ground. She spotted the cabin and took off in a flash of pink light.
Blossom hung up her jacket after she entered the large cabin. She was surprised that she was greeted with silence when she walked in. She would have expected to hear the TV going or at least hear something breaking.
"Brick? Are you in here?" Nothing. The redhead sighed and walked towards the living room. It was empty. She walked up to the half wall that separated the living room and kitchen and glanced around. He wasn't in there either.
"What do you want?" Blossom gasped harshly before jumping around. She looked up and saw Brick leaning on the rails that overlooked the bottom half of the cabin. Blossom placed her hand to her chest and took a breath.
"Christ, you scared the piss outta me," Brick snorted humorlessly.
"Language." Brick walked down the overlooking hallway, keeping his eyes on Blossom. "I'll ask you again, Blossom: what do you want?" The Powerpuff crossed her arms.
"Ever since we came on this trip, you've been nothing but a spoilsport." Brick stomped down the stairs and walked into the living room. A deep scowl was on his face.
"Yes, I have. Your question?" Blossom rolled her eyes.
"My question is why?" Brick shook his head.
"I really shouldn't have to explain this to you. You're smart. You can figure it out. I bet, somewhere deep down, you know exactly why I've been so upset. You just don't want to say it. You know why? Because you're scared that it just might be true." Blossom sighed. What was he talking about? Alright, Blossom, just take a step back and think. Think about everything up to this moment. Blossom thought about everything they have been through ever since Brick came back. It was awkward. They had coffee. They talked about the past. Everything was good again. She didn't see an issue anywhere!
"I'm not seeing any problem." Brick growled, rubbing his hands down his face.
"Jesus Christ." Without warning, Brick stalked up to Blossom and grabbed each side of her face. He brought his head down and smashed his lips to hers. Blossom squeaked in surprise. Brick moved back to look at her. The Powerpuff's eyes were wide like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Wha… wha?" Brick smirked.
"You are the dumbest smart person I have ever met." Blossom's face broke out into a small smile.
"So?" Brick chuckled before moving his thumb across her bottom lip. Blossom grabbed his arms and looked deeply into his eyes. "This is how you felt about me, isn't it? After all this time?" Brick's smile dropped. He couldn't explain how much he felt for her.
"Always, Blossom. Always."
Brick claimed her lips once more and pushed Blossom back until she hit the half wall. He deepened the kiss, slightly pulling at her hair. Blossom moaned in his mouth and held him closer. Brick moved his hands from her face to the backs of her knees. He hoisted her up onto his waist and hugged her close. Blossom moaned once she felt the friction between them. Brick moved from the wall towards the couch. But, before he could set her down, Blossom spoke up.
"If we're gonna do this, I don't think the couch is the best idea." Brick chuckled and nodded.
What the hell was she doing? Why did she just let her sturdily built wall come crumbling down? She asked herself these seemingly important questions, but deep down, she knew why. It was Brick. The guy that she had a crush on since their junior year of high school. She remembered all of the dreams she would have about him. All of the thoughts that played in her head about how they would start going out. It was all so overwhelming! Now, after all this time, Blossom wanted to break free of the resistance. She needed to break free. For just this moment, she felt totally alive.
They kissed each other all the way up the stairs. Blossom couldn't get enough of the way he tasted. It was intoxicating. Brick kicked open his bedroom door with his foot. Once they were inside, he kicked it closed once more.
The two fell onto his large bed, still attached at the mouth. Blossom grabbed his snapback and threw it off of his head. She ran her hands through his red waves happily. She loved his new haircut. Brick pushed her up to the many pillows, making sure she was comfortable. He lifted up her sweater and leaned down in between her legs to kiss at her belly. Blossom felt his kisses lower down to the hem of her leggings. Brick smirked and tugged at her leggings. Blossom knew what he wanted.
Blossom sat up and pulled her sweater up over her head. Brick sat up to help her. Once it was completely off, Brick threw it to the floor. He glanced down at her chest and marveled at the red lace bra she wore. He smirked.
"For some reason, I feel like this bra is for me." Blossom smiled.
"I guess it was the perfect day to wear it." She leaned up and placed a kiss on his neck. She grabbed at his shirt and tugged. Brick lifted his arms and grabbed the back of his shirt to help her pull it off. Blossom threw the piece of clothing to the floor, not caring where it landed.
The Powerpuff placed her hands on his chest. It was like a piece of fine art. He was unimaginably chiseled. The military really worked him out. She didn't remember him being this big when they were in high school. She even liked the light hairs on his chest. Even though she loathed the societal norm of what makes a man, she couldn't help but like how manly it made him look.
Brick gently pushed Blossom down into the mass of pillows behind her. He smirked before tugging at her leggings. Blossom's breath quickened. She had no idea what was running through his mind, but she was excited to find out. As he pulled down her leggings, Brick glanced at her.
"Has Vincent ever done something like this before?" he asked. Blossom looked up at him confused.
"Done what?" Brick's smirk deepened. He leaned down over her and whispered on her ear.
"Eaten you out." Blossom's eyes rolled to the back of her head. Partly because of his deep, husky voice whispering in her ear and partly because of what he implied.
"No. Well, once, b-but it wasn't… that good." Brick chuckled.
"Good." He sat back up and tugged her leggings off the rest way before grabbing her lacy, red panties. Blossom licked her lips in anticipation.
Brick pulled her underwear off and marveled at her. Her red curls sat gracefully around her very intimate parts. He placed a hand right over them and pressed down, watching the woman's reaction. Blossom's eyes fluttered closed and her mouth hung open slightly. Brick opened her legs before leaning down over her again.
The Rowdyruff kissed and sucked at Blossom's neck as he moved his hand over her wet folds. Blossom's breath hitched in her throat before she moaned out loud. Brick continued to moved his hand slowly up and down her. Before long, he pushed two of his fingers into her. Blossom gasped. She could feel the heat shoot through her. Brick quickened his motions, and the sweet sound of her wetness echoed throughout the room. His hand moved quickly as his fingers entered and exited her, bringing her pleasure. He leaned up to her ear and moaned with her, taking it all in.
Blossom grabbed his hair. Her moans and purrs grew louder and more intense. The heat coiling in her belly became more prominent. She was close to coming undone. But, before she could reach that high, Brick slowed his movements. He pulled his fingers out of her, giving her one last kiss on her throat. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked them clean. Blossom couldn't help but blush. Vincent definitely never did that.
Brick slid down the bed so that his face was right up to her curls. Blossom mentally prepared herself and glanced down at the man. Brick smirked up at her before moving her curls out of the way, opening her up. He parted his lips and ran his warm tongue from her opening to the swollen nub above it. Blossom's eyes screwed shut. Brick did it once more, and Blossom moaned loudly, throwing her head back. Brick continued to slowly work his mouth over her, bringing her ship loads of pleasure shooting up her spine. Blossom arched her back and pushed herself harder onto his mouth. She grabbed the pillows above her head and moaned loudly.
"Oh, Brick! Fuck!" Brick smirked once more and continued to give her what she needed.
Blossom didn't know how much more she could take. With every movement of his tongue or suck from his lips, Blossom could feel herself become more undone. Her hips bucked under him, rubbing her core over his mouth. Brick could tell she was going to explode any moment now. He brought his lips over her and sucked. Hard. Blossom's eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth opened wide. Her voice was stuck in her throat. Brick smirked and sucked even harder. Blossom squeaked before moaning very dirty obscenities and his name loudly. Brick licked her down as she rode out her orgasm. Once she felt the pleasure escape her, Blossom fell heavily on the pillows. She felt like she ran several marathons. Brick licked his lips and sat up.
"So? How was that for your second time?" Blossom giggled.
"Ask me when I've regained consciousness…" Brick chuckled.
Blossom opened her tired eyes and pulled Brick down next to her. She smiled and snuggled into his chest. Brick smiled and pulled her close. Even though he was happy, he couldn't help but be concerned for the ultimate decision his counterpart had to make.
But, unbeknownst to the couple in bed, a figure stood in the corner of the room, smirking.
"Tisk, tisk, Blossom. That doesn't look like your boyfriend to me." The figure chuckled before disappearing from the room.
Bubbles opened the large front door and set her grocery bags down. Robin set hers down next to Bubbles's. Buttercup waltzed in, taking a bite out of her third donut. Bubbles placed her hands on her hips, annoyed.
"You know, you could help us with these bags." Buttercup swallowed before smiling at her sister.
"Can't, pregnant." With that, Buttercup bounced over to the couch with her donut bag in hand. Bubbles growled.
"You can't even use that excuse yet! You're not huge yet!" Robin giggled.
"It's okay, Bubbles. I'll help you." Robin closed the front door and stripped out of her coat and boots.
Blossom walked out of her room once she heard voices and glanced over the railing. She waved down at a snacking Buttercup.
"Hey, B.C." Buttercup waved back up at her.
"Sup, Leader Girl." She held up the bag of pastries. "Donut?" Blossom smiled.
"Sure!" She bounced down the stairs and plopped down on the couch next to her sister. She grabbed the bag and pulled out a donut with pink icing and sprinkles on top. She set the bag down on the coffee table before glancing around the room.
"Where are the guys?"
"They went to go get us a tree. Well, a fake one. Said it would be too much work to go out and find a perfect real one. Plus, Bubbles was pretty against it." Blossom giggled. Bubbles just had to play devil's advocate for nature.
"Of course she did. Did they have any luck on where to find one?" Buttercup nodded.
"Yeah, they dropped us off before the left to go find the place." She stuffed the rest of her donut in her mouth before brushing her hands together. "Anyway, did you get Brick to calm down? Vince told me you had a fight." Blossom swallowed her donut harshly. Not only did she get him to calm down, but she also got in bed with him. But she couldn't say all that. Right? Especially not to Buttercup. Right? Maybe she could. Maybe her being pregnant changed her a bit. There was only one way to find out.
"Yo, Bloss! Are you okay?" Buttercup snapped her fingers in front of her sister's face. Blossom blinked a few times before staring up at Buttercup.
"Hey, um… can I…? You know what? Never mind." Blossom stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. Buttercup rolled her eyes and glanced back at the large TV.
"Yeah, great talk."
Blossom sat on one of the bar stools and watched her sister and best friend scatter around the kitchen, placing food away.
"Hey, Bloss," Bubbles greeted with a smile. "What's up? Did you ever get Brick to calm down?" Blossom nodded.
"Uh, yeah, I think I did." She couldn't bring herself to look at Bubbles in the eyes. Bubbles frowned slightly and walked over to her.
"Are you alright, Bloss? You look a little distressed." Blossom snorted and waved her hand.
"I'm just a little tired. And kind of hungry. Do you plan on making dinner?" she asked, quickly changing the subject. It seemed to work since Bubbles's bubbly grin was placed back on her lips.
"I'm making lasagna! Remember the recipe grandma gave us? I think it wouldn't hurt to attempt to replicate it. Then I'm gonna bake some cookies. I think it'll be fitting since the guys are coming back with our tree." Bubbles bounced away and pulled out the ingredients for the dish before opening her phone. She tapped on her notes tab and pulled up the recipe for the lasagna. Robin walked over to Blossom and set a hand on her shoulder.
"You sure you're alright, Bloss? You do look a little pale." Blossom placed a strained grin on her lips.
"I'm fine, Robin, really! Don't worry about me." Robin sighed with a nod.
"Okay. If you need to talk, just give me a shout." Blossom stuck up her thumb.
"Roger that, Tweety Bird!" Robin grimaced.
"I hate it when you call me that." Blossom giggled and jumped off of the bar stool.
Just as she exited the kitchen, Blossom heard the front door opening. Mitch and Vincent walked in with armloads of bags. They kicked off their boots before quickly shuffling off to the large windows overlooking the snowy terrain below. They set down the bags, and Mitch called out towards the door.
"Alright, guys, you can bring it in!" Butch backed in slowly, holding one side of a very long box.
"You got it, Boomer?" Boomer nodded.
"Yeah, just careful when you get near the stairs." Butch continued to back himself into the cabin.
He stopped once he hit the entranceway and kicked off his boots. He backed up further to let Boomer come inside and get rid of his boots. Once they were in their socks, Butch continued to back up until they hit the corner of the living room, by the windows. The two brothers simultaneously sat down the box on the carpeted floor. Mitch volunteered to go back out and park the van properly.
Vincent turned and shrugged off his coat, as did Butch and Boomer. He waltzed up to Blossom and gave her a peck on her cheek.
"Sup, babe. Did you handle Brick's little tantrum?" Blossom rolled her eyes.
"Why do we have to talk about Brick all of the goddamned time?" Vincent looked taken aback by her sudden outburst.
"Babe, I was just asking. I'm guessing it went pretty poorly then." Blossom sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"No, I'm sorry. It went pretty well. I'm just… kind of tired right now." Vincent leaned down and kissed her on her lips.
"It's okay. It must have been exhausting to calm him down. He's a pretty infuriating hot head if I remember right."
"Awe, Vince. And here I thought we were pals." Vincent jumped before whipping around to face an aggravated Brick. Vincent's eyes widened before he cleared his throat.
"Well, that's just what Blossom told me about you. Back when we first started dating." Blossom could feel the tension rise between the two.
"Vincent, please," she warned. Bubbles and Robin stopped their cooking to peek out from the kitchen at the current confrontation. Brick snickered.
"If you know so much about her, you would know that Blossom loves her secrets. There's a lot she hasn't told you. Too bad you weren't dating back in high school. Of course, I probably know her better than you do. We did grow up together after all." Brick's face broke out into a smug grin. He turned around and strutted off back towards the stairs.
"At least I get to fuck her…" Brick's smiled dropped from his face, and he whipped back around. He seemed to grow twice in size as he stomped dangerously back towards Vincent. Butch and Boomer ran up to their raging brother and pushed their weight on him. They had to used their combined strength and then some just to get Brick to stop. Vincent puffed out his chest like he wasn't the slightest bit afraid. However, he was very grateful that Butch and Boomer kept the red Rowdyruff at bay.
"Brick, come on, stop it!" Boomer scolded. "It's not worth it. We're here to have fun, not to beat each other up. Just let it go." Brick snarled before shoving his brothers off of him. He glared at Vincent once more then retreated up the stairs. He entered his room and slammed it shut causing the sound to echo throughout the cabin.
"Well, that went well!" Buttercup commented from the couch with a grin.
Bubbles and Robin finished dinner not too long after the confrontation between Brick and Vincent. Bubbles called everyone to the large dining table in the kitchen. Once everyone sat down, the conversation was quite limited. Brick was still heated after what happened, and Vincent kept peering at him as if Brick was going to lunge and attack him. Butch and Boomer couldn't help but keep an eye on their brother, and Blossom was upset more at Vincent than anyone else.
Once dinner was over, Blossom decided that she needed a nice, hot bubble bath. It was well after eight o'clock, and Robin suggested that they start putting up the tree. Mitch, Boomer, and Bubbles all agreed and began to tear open the boxes of lights, ornaments, and tinsel. Butch sat down and cut away at the box that held the artificial tree. Brick, after some convincing, decided to chip in.
Blossom brushed past Vincent and stomped her way upstairs. Vincent could tell that he did something wrong. She would give him the silent treatment whenever she was mad at him. He sighed before following her up to their room. Vincent pushed open the door and shut it behind him. He caught sight of his girlfriend shuffling through her luggage for her bath soaps.
"Bloss, you okay?" Blossom huffed as she pulled out her cotton candy pink bath bombs. She turned to him and placed a hand on her hip.
"No, Vincent, I am not okay." Vincent scratched the back of his head.
"Was it something I said?" Blossom scoffed bitterly.
"Don't play dumb, Vincent. Of course it's because of what you said! You treated me like some sort of object! A trophy that you can brag to other guys about! 'At least I get to fuck her?' Are you kidding me with that shit?!" Vincent sighed, feeling even worse than he did before.
"You're right, you're right. I should've never said that. It was childish."
"You're damn right it was childish! Now, I am going to go take a nice bath so I can relax after this exhausting day. I don't need any company, so if you would be so kind as to leave, Vincent. Go help with the tree or something." With that, Blossom turned on her heel and entered the large bathroom with her toiletries in hand.
Just as Vincent was about to leave, the air suddenly fell cold. He reached the door before turning around. Was a window opened, and he just didn't notice?
"She can be so uptight, can't she?" a voice whispered from the shadows. Vincent glanced around the room to see who was speaking. He was alone. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the corner of the room. Vincent jumped back and hit the wall behind him.
"She can really be one hell of a stick in the mud, can't she?" the figure snickered. "I mean, you were just telling the truth." Vincent's mouth opened and closed before he could find his voice.
"W-who are you? H-how did you get in here?" The figure moved from the shadowy portion of the room and stepped up to Vincent with a sweet smile on his face.
"My name's Jessie. It's nice to meet you, Vincent!" Vincent stared at the man in front of him. He suddenly jumped when he heard Blossom's music switch loudly on. He glanced back at the smiling man in front of him looking more confused than afraid.
"Wha…? How do you know my name?" Jessie giggled.
"I've been watching you for a while now, Vince. Now, enough about me; let's talk about you and Blossom. She didn't like the way you were speaking about her. Maybe she was just overreacting. I mean, it's not your fault that she decided to get into a relationship with you. And relationships come with physical contact. Brick has to understand his boundaries. You got to Blossom first! He lost his chance a long time ago." Vincent couldn't stop staring into the man's hypnotic eyes. Every shade of red and pink could be seen dancing around. It almost felt like they were speaking to him.
"Yes… he overstepped his boundaries…" Jessie grinned. His new power worked after all.
"You're the top dog now. You're the alpha male! Blossom belongs to you. She's yours to keep, and you'll be damned if you let her escape." Vincent was lost in Jessie's words. His eyes glazed over, and he couldn't move an inch.
"Let her escape…"
"You need to show her that you're in charge. You call the shots now. If she gets out of line, just give her a good smack. Or a punch, if you'd like. She'll soon get the message, and she'll have no choice but to love you for it." Vincent nodded slowly.
"She'll… love me for it…" Jessie placed a hand on Vincent's chest.
"Now, since a mere knock from you won't hurt her, I'm going to give you some boosted strength. Just to make sure she really gets the message." A bright glowing red light blazed for Jessie's hand onto Vincent's chest. After it faded, Jessie grinned and moved his hand away.
"You are going to hurt her as much as she's hurt me. Before I forget, I can't have you remembering this little meeting, but I'll keep the brute force idea planted in your mind, just to be sure." Jessie lifted two of his fingers and placed them on Vincent's forehead. This time, a bright yellowish green light escaped from his fingers onto Vincent's forehead, seeping into his mind. Vincent's head fell back onto the wall. Jessie stepped back and waved at the other brunette.
"See ya, Vince! I'm sure we'll be seeing each other soon!" With one final wave, Jessie disappeared into oblivion once again. After he vanished, Vincent's eyes became unglazed. He winced and clutched his forehead. What just happened? He grabbed the door handle and swiftly opened the door before exiting.
For some reason, he couldn't help but feel anger boiling inside him. Like he wanted to hurt someone. Badly. But the strangest part was that there was only one person he really wanted to hurt.
His own girlfriend.
Hey guys! Well, this chapter got a whole lot interesting. I didn't expect it to get so dirty so quickly. I was actually going to save their first sexual encounter a few chapters from now. But, hey, what are you gonna do? I'm sure many of you have been waiting for this! But, they have not done the big do just yet, lol. That will be coming after bounds of drama.
Speaking of drama, that seems to be Jessie's new middle name. Everyone he touches is infected with his drama rays! What he did to Vincent is only the beginning. After they have their holiday, home is not going to be any safer. But, more on that later!
So, I hope you all have a great day, evening, or night, and I will see ya'll later!
Bye!
~TheRedWolf
