I'm sorry that this chapter is late. I give up on promises of how often I'm going to be able to update. If a ridiculously long time goes between updates, I'll at least try to put up a note to keep you guys updated with why it's taking so long.

Chapter 16: Benefits

When your face is pressed up to someone else's, you really start to notice the finer qualities about them. I started to wonder why I had never noticed how beautiful Dave's eyes were. They were such a dark brown that they looked almost black, and at that very second, I kinda sorta wanted to fall into them. He also had awfully long lashes. I always thought that was a silly feature to have on a man, but when they were so close that I could feel them fluttering against my own, it made me shiver in a way I never would've thought it would. He had a small freckle on the bridge of his nose that I hadn't ever really noticed. Was he always this painfully adorable and I just never considered it? How could I have never considered it?

I suddenly realized that my face had been pressed up against Dave's for a while, so I jerked back from him. He looked a little hurt by it, but he didn't say anything. It was eerily silent in the bar and I could hear the ticking of the clock on the wall.

From this distance, I noticed that his lips looked so soft and pouty. My eyes lingered on them for a moment, and I felt an urge to slide my finger across them to see if they were, in fact, soft. However, I have will power and resisted that urge.

Instead, I kissed him.

It started out as an innocent closed mouth kiss, kind of like a longer peck. I then parted my lips ever-so-slightly as a way to invite him to go further and take control of the kiss. I expected my brain to be yelling at my body that this was a terrible, horrible idea…but the yelling never came. He took my offer and opened his mouth a bit, lightly touching his tongue to my bottom lip. I pressed my lips in a little closer, my whole being telling me that I needed this. Want wasn't even an option. The kiss grew a little more intense, my tongue occasionally meeting his; first by accident, the next four times completely on purpose. I felt my face growing hot and I needed to stop this kiss before it got to be too much…but I just couldn't.

He pulled away from the kiss first. I slowly opened my eyes to meet his, but found that I felt far too embarrassed to hold his gaze.

"I…um…David…" I said as I looked down at my feet.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I'm not trying to pressure you at all. Honestly."

"No," I replied, almost too quickly for my liking. "I just…I never noticed how cute you are."

He laughed and I found it a bit surprising that it made me blush. "Is that a bad thing?

I twiddled my thumbs, not quite sure how to answer. Why was I feeling so nervous and awkward around my best friend? He saw how unsettled I was and tried to defuse the tension.

"Want me to make you another drink?"

I shook my head. I was anxious, a little scared, and despite everything that had happened within the last hour, still horny. My mind and body were in obvious agreement, so I figured fuck it and just went with my instincts.

I grabbed Dave's shoulders and pulled him toward me, planting a kiss on his lips as I did. After a moment, he placed his hands on my arms and slowly slid them up to settle on top of my own hands. They felt warm and comforting. I stood up completely and put a knee on the stool in an attempt to get closer to him.

"Do you want to go up to your room?" he asked in between kisses.

"No," I pushed away from him and saw his brow furrow with disappointment. "I need you now." I backed away from him until I felt a table touch the back of my thighs. I sat on the edge of it and a smile crept along my face. "I don't think there's much you can do from behind that bar, so why don't you come after me?" I winked at him, feeling a bit feisty all of the sudden.

"How can I say no to that?"

He swung his legs up and over the bar in a way that surprised me. I didn't think he could move like that. It reminded me of the way that Jon hopped over the barricade on his way to the wrestling ring and I felt a pang of guilt. David could see it on my face as he walked up to me.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"A little guilty, honestly. I told Jon that I had a date tonight, so he knows that there was the possibility of me having sex, but he didn't know that I'd end up being with you."

"If you want, you can go text him now, before we go any further."

I thought about it for a moment and then shook my head. "No, I'll message him right after we're done. He's pretty laid back about things, so I think as long as I tell him after, he won't mind."

"So you want to continue with this?" he asked.

"Yes please!"

I put my arms around his neck and he slipped his around my waist as we pulled ourselves closer to each other. Those soft lips of his pressed against mine again and I quietly sighed at how good they felt. I flicked my tongue lightly on his bottom lip and he opened his mouth so that we could deepen the kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to use the heels of my shoes to pull his pants down.

"I get the hint! If you give me a moment, I can take them off for you, silly woman!"

I dropped my legs and grinned as I watched him unfasten his button and pull down the zipper. I always enjoyed watching a man undress. He pulled his pants down and stared at the ground nervously.

"Aww, you're so cute when you're embarrassed."

"I'm more embarrassed about feeling embarrassed. I'm normally not so timid revealing myself to a woman…really!"

"I believe you," I giggled. I slipped off of the table and stepped closer to him. "May I remove your boxers?"

"Yes. I don't think I've ever had a woman ask to take off my clothes…but it's kind of hot."

"What can I say? Consent is sexy." I dropped down onto my knees, pulled down a little bit of the fabric and kissed the smooth skin underneath. Then I gripped my fingers on the elastic band and pulled his boxers down completely. His hard cock fell out and bopped me on the nose. "Ow!"

"Oh no! I'm sorry!" he panicked.

I rubbed my nose and started laughing. "Don't be. It doesn't really hurt and it's too comical to really get mad about." I wrapped my fingers loosely around his cock and stared at him. "I guess I'm just going to have to show it who's boss." I looked up at him and asked, "May I suck your cock, David?"

I felt him twitch in my hand. "Goddamn, that sounds so sexy when you say it. Yes, please do."

I slid him into my mouth, making a soft happy noise at the warm feeling of his soft skin between my lips. He wasn't quite as large as Jon, but size was never an issue for me. I was able to take his entire length into my mouth without gagging and it felt wonderful. I slowly slid my mouth up and down his dick, using one hand to stroke his thigh and the other to cup his ass. David's ass was rounder and softer than Jon's ass, which was firmer and shapelier. I definitely preferred Jon's ass to Dave's, but it was still awfully fun to squish in my hand.

Dave rested his hand on the top of my head and began to stroke my hair. I moaned around him in my mouth. He was making me feel so relaxed and calm. I pulled him out of my mouth, but continued to stroke him with the hand that had been on his ass.

"Thank you. I really like you doing that."

"I really like you doing…you know, what you're doing." We smiled at each other and I kissed the tip of his erection before wrapping my lips around him once more.

After a moment, he took his hand off of my head. "If you keep continuing like that, I'm going to explode and I don't want to yet."

I withdrew him from my mouth and looked up. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Your mouth feels wonderful, but I want this to be about you right now. You're the one who had a bad night." He gave me his hand to help me up. "Turn around and bend over that table, if you don't mind."

"I wouldn't mind at all, Mr. David. Would you like me to take off my dress?"

"No, I would not, Miss Lana. But I would like it if you were able to remove your panties. If that's alright with you, of course."

"It certainly is, Mr. David!" We laughed at each other, feeling like two dorky perverts, which, of course, we were.

I made a show out of pulling down my panties, swaying my hips a little and then putting a little shimmy in my shoulders as I bent over to step out of them. I righted myself and leaned across the table.

He put his hands on my hips. "May I taste your pussy, El?"

"Dear lord, yes," I almost gasped. I had been so wound up from the round of oral I received earlier in the evening that I was giddy over the prospect of being able to finish what had been started.

He flipped my skirt up over my hips and I heard him groan. "You really do have a lovely ass."

"You both keep saying this, but I honestly don't see it. I'm glad you guys like it, th-eeep!" He had nipped at the delicate thigh skin right under the curve of my bottom.

He ran his tongue between my swollen lips and I felt my body shudder. I didn't realize how sensitive my pussy had been. The slightest touch of his mouth sent shivers through my spine. He dipped his tongue in deeper, alternating between a few tiny flicks against my aching clit and slow circles around my wet entrance. He placed both of his hands firmly on my cheeks and spread them open as he plunged his tongue into my pussy. I could feel his nose pressed close to my asshole. It felt so dirty, and I loved it.

I decided to climb up onto the table so that I was on my hands and knees. He repositioned himself so that he was leaning back on the table with his head under me. He swirled his tongue around my clit repeatedly and slid two fingers inside of my hole. I felt myself very close to orgasm, and I was finally brought over the edge when he sucked on my clit. I pounded my fist on the table and grunted as I came.

"Are all your orgasms like that? All cavewoman and shit?" Dave asked as he wiped his mouth.

"No, not all the time," I laughed. "I guess only when I'm deprived of one for a while and then allowed to cum later You'll have to help me off the table though, because I don't think my legs work right now."

He helped me onto the floor and let me hang on him for a few seconds until my legs stopped shaking.

"Do you want to have sex now? Are you still up for it?"

"Heck yeah. Do you have a condom on you?" I asked.

"No. I didn't think I'd be having sex at work today." He said, scratching his head. "I guess I really should start putting one in my wallet, just in case. I suppose this means that you don't have one, huh?"

"No, not in my purse. I think I took out the one I had at Jared's apartment and didn't bother grabbing it as I ran out of there. I do have some upstairs, though."

"I guess this means we move things to your bedroom after all."

I fumbled around with my toy box, trying to get a condom out as quickly as I could. As soon as we had exited the elevator, Dave had been teasing me, lightly running his fingers along my arm and torso whenever he could. Now that I was bent over on my hands and knees, he was gently rubbing my ass and it was very distracting.

"Look David, if we want to fuck, you'd better quit that or I'm never going to get this condom out of the box. Get naked, get up on the bed, and behave yourself."

"Yes, ma'am!" he said, chuckling, as he moved his hand and began removing his clothes.

I finally got out one of the small packets and put it between my lips as I put away the toy box, then tossed it to him as I stood up. I pulled my dress up and over my head, letting it drop unceremoniously behind me. I pulled down my panties, stepping one foot out and mule-kicking them behind me with the other. I was about to take off my bra, when Dave stopped me.

"Would it be okay if I took that off of you?"

"Sure thing." I said with a smile. "But you'd better be good at multi-tasking."

He looked at me, slightly confused, before I pounced on top of him. I ran my fingers through his soft dark brown hair and kissed him. I had always teased him for having his locks a little longer than most men did, but right now I wanted to take back everything I ever said. His hair felt so smooth and silky in my hands.

Once he positioned his cock at my entrance, I sat up and sank down onto it. I didn't waste any time grinding my hips into him, feeling his whole length rubbing inside of me. He slid his hands up my body from my thighs to my back and unhooked my bra. Clearly he was a master of multi-tasking. He helped me pull the straps off of my arms and threw it to the side, letting it fall where it may.

Dave moved his hands around to my front and cupped my bare breasts. His hands were so gentle with me. It was nothing like sex with Jon. He rubbed his thumbs slowly on my nipples as I continued to bounce up and down on his cock.

"You have really cute nipples," he said. "I love how they look when they're hard. Such a nice pink color."

"I like your nipples, too," I replied, leaning down to suck one into my mouth. He moaned rather loudly in response.

"That's one of my secret erogenous zones."

"It's good to know that Cosmo wasn't lying to me," I laughed.

He dropped his hands down to my hips again and held onto them firmly, helping me thrust down on his dick as we picked up the pace. I let my eyes flutter shut and my head roll back. When I opened them up a few moments later, I noticed that he had been watching me. I cocked my head to the side and raised an eyebrow at him.

"What can I say, El? I was enjoying the view."

"Oh you were, huh?"

He nodded and said, "Now I'd like to enjoy the view of you on your back."

He placed one hand on my lower back and one on my shoulder as he rolled us over so that he was on top of me. His dick stayed inside of me the whole time. I found that so damn sexy. He pulled my legs up around his waist and began to thrust at his own pace. I tugged on his shoulders so that he'd lean down toward me and I started to nibble on his neck. The rhythm of his hips was steady and the speed was slow, but each thrust was hard and deep, making my body tingle. He laced his fingers in my hair and kissed my forehead. I loved the feeling of his full length pulling out of me and thrusting back in. My body reacted stronger with each thrust until I finally gripped my hands into his back as I came. I didn't realize that I had been holding my breath during it until I took a big gulp of air once I had come down from my physical high. Dave quickened his pace a bit, now that I had my orgasm, and a minute later he let out a low moan as he had his own climax.

He hovered above me for a moment and then gently rested his body weight on me, his face nuzzled into my neck. I thought again about that oddly comforting feeling of someone lying on top of you after sex as soon as I felt his breath hit my neck. I smiled, realizing just how much better I felt now than I had an hour ago. Maybe it hadn't been the most traditional of ways, but David had been there for me as a good friend when I was feeling like shit. I was about to wrap my arms around him in a tight hug, but he began to laugh in my ear.

"What's so funny?" I asked suspiciously.

"I didn't think you would actually go through with this."

I nudged him off of me and turned my head to eye him. "What are you trying to say?"

He shook his head and calmed his laughter. "Nothing bad. You just never really seemed like you were entirely behind the whole sex with other people part of your arrangement with Jon. I assumed that you were sabotaging yourself on purpose."

"Dude, why would I do that?"

He ran a finger down my cheek and grinned. "I've known you for almost three years now, right? In that time, I quickly learned that you tend to get in your head about things and my theory has been that it's a subconscious way to get out of things you don't want to do or are afraid to do. It was a sound theory until that first time you had sex with Jon. I know it had been my idea, but again, I didn't think you'd actually go through with it. I assumed that you would've called the cops on his ass almost immediately. This is the second time I've been wrong, so maybe I need to edit my theory."

"You've thought about it that much?" He shrugged. "Dave, you need a girlfriend or something. I think your social life is worse than mine if you have time to think about crap like that."

"Come on, you work at the bar, too. You know how it is on a slow day. Your mind just starts thinking about the strangest things. The David Theory of Lana Mental Sabotage was just one of those strange things."

"You are so weird," I said through my own giggles. "Thank you for this. I think I needed it after that whole Jared incident."

"The pleasure was all mine, El." He winked and sat up, scooting himself off of the bed. "I still have a bar to clean up downstairs, so I'm going to have to leave you here." He turned to look at me. "As much as I don't want to. I mean, your bed is really comfy."

"I know, right?!" I wriggled around and pulled the sheets up around my neck. "I need to text Jon anyway, to let him know that I finally did have sex with someone else…just not with who I thought it would be."

I sent the text to Jon, asking him to call me when he was available, while Dave got dressed. When he was finished, he came back over to the side of the bed to say goodnight before he left. I sat up and we debated about the proper way to say goodbye after sex with your best friend. A kiss was far too intimate. A hug felt too formal. We decided on a high-five and he left to go finish cleaning, waving as he closed the door.

My phone buzzed with the message that Jon would call me in fifteen minutes. The perfect amount of time to go take a shower I thought, until I decided that I was far too tired and lazy to go clean up. I'd just deal with it in the morning.

I answered very quickly when his call came through.

"So…how did that date go, hmm? You texted much later than normal." I could tell from the sound of his voice that he was smirking. "Is someone my good little slut?"

"It just sounds so loving and respectful when you say that."

"It should. It's a term of endearment."

"Anyway, the date was…rough."

"Yeah, I know my slut likes it rough."

"Quit it, asshole. The date went well at first. Dinner was amazing, and then we went back to his apartment…that he shares with his mother."

"Eh, that's not so bad as long as the bitch stay in her own room. So did you fuck him?"

I sighed, since he didn't really seem to be getting what I was trying to hint at. I knew I shouldn't be, but I felt embarrassed to have to admit what happened to him.

"His mother walked in on us while he was eating me out." I had to hold the phone away from my ear so that I wasn't made deaf from his raucous laughter.

"That's incredible. So what did you do?"

"I ran out of there as fast as I could! You think I'd want to stay around after that?"

"I don't know. Maybe you're into that sort of thing," he said, not being able to finish his sentence before another laughing fit hit him.

"Anyway, I went back to the bar to vent to David and have a drink. After he closed up the bar, he proposed that we have sex."

"That's ballsy of him." He took a long pause and it concerned me. "So did you fuck him?"

Now it was my turn to pause before I answered. "I did."

The silence on the other end went on for what felt like minutes. Shit. He was pissed. I should've realized that it was a bad idea after the whole Andre thing, but I believed him and trusted him when he said that he really wanted me to do this. Fuck.

I finally heard some breathing through the phone. "I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be so upset," I apologized.

"I'm not upset. The thought of you fucking him just got me really hard and I was rubbing my dick through my pants, if you must know. Can't a guy have a pervy moment to himself?"

I couldn't stop myself from smiling. "Would you like to hear the details while you have that pervy moment?"

He paused again, but this time, I wasn't worried. "You know what? No. Not right now. I kinda want to jerk off to my fantasy of it tonight. But remember those details. I'm going to ask you about them at some point, on my own terms."

"That sounds suspicious, but fine. Do you want me to stay on the phone with you while you jerk off?"

"Nah, not this time. You get some sleep, slut. I bet you're tired."

"Oh I am. Enjoy your hand."

"Oh I will. 'Night, Lana."

"Good night, Jon."

If anyone is curious, I loosely based David's appearance on the wrestler Chuck Taylor. If you've never seen him, check him out on youtube. He's super adorable and wicked funny.