A/N: Sorry for the wait guys. I suck and I really can't bring myself to post short updates. If I give you something, I want it to be substantial and enough to make up for the lackluster season 5. I am unimpressed with the new season so far. I also feel like Mark and the writers are taking jabs at Peyton's character. I sorta feel like they hate her a bit this season. I mean they did make her work with Kevin Federline, after all. Lindsey annoys the everliving crap outta me and I might give her a bit of a role in this story also.
Also I should probably mention school begins again for me next week, so you're gonna have to be extra patient with me. Thanks for still reading and for all the helpful awesome reviews.
Making love to his wife in a public place wasn't Lucas's ideal situation. He was a romantic through and through. He was more of a long seduction man. Candles, a rose scented bath, sweet I love yous, a huge bed with mosquito netting and soft white sheets was his ideal situation. He liked to take his time pleasuring his wife's body, worshipping it, playing it like an instrument, making it sing. He loved taking her clitoris into his mouth and moving his tongue between her folds, plunging his tongue inside of her, tasting how sweet she was and becoming intimate with that part of her body. He loved every sound she made, every gasp, every mewl, every groan, and scream and he loved watching her come and didn't mind working at it or waiting for his own sweet release, because he knew when it came his turn she would return the favor tenfold. Their honeymoon had been that way and they barely saw any of the beautiful island they were staying on the entire week and a half.
They didn't have that luxury for seduction and romance at this particular moment, but Lucas had the most important part of his perfect lovemaking scenario riding him hard, milking the life out of his cock and he was enjoying every amazing second of it. But like Peyton had said, Fuck later….and fuck romance and seduction for now. This was just the pre-game show.
They were both still fully clothed, but Lucas's shirt was unbuttoned, pants and boxers halfway down his legs and Peyton's dress was hiked up around her waist. Her thong had been tossed behind her carelessly.
Lucas was never one to just lay there when Peyton was on top either. As Peyton rolled and ground her hips into his, Lucas thrust upwards pulling her hips into his so that every time he slammed into her, her clitoris rubbed deliciously against his skin.
"Mmmmmmm, GOD Luke keep doing that. Oh god, Luke," Peyton cried throwing her head back and leaning back to rest her hands on Lucas's knees for leverage.
Lucas wondered fleetingly if he locked that door or not, but he also didn't fucking care as he buried his cock deep inside his wife again, watching her grinding in his lap, head thrown back, a fine sheen of sweat coating her chest and cleavage, hair a wild curly sexy mess. The sight of her alone made him want to come.
"Oh god, Peyt," he gasped, sitting up a bit to wrap his arms tightly around her waist. "God you feel amazing," he rasped.
"You feel amazing," Peyton moaned back, leaning down to kiss him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, stilling the thrusting of their lower bodies momentarily. He groaned in response, his own tongue welcoming hers into his mouth by gently massaging it. She smiled into the kiss, thinking only they would interrupt their own lovemaking, to make out.
He was buried deep inside her from this angle and she felt him thick, hard, and pulsing against her throbbing walls. She began grinding her hips into his once more, moving up and down on his cock, eliciting another deep moan from him and the kiss grew hungrier and more urgent. Her fingers buried themselves into his short dark blonde locks and he wrestled his tongue into her mouth. It was her turn to moan.
"Mmmmm, GOD!" Lucas, with a strength and agility that even surprised him considering his pants were around his knees, managed to swing them around and got his knees on the couch so he was essentially kneeling with Peyton still straddling him, but now her back was pressed against the back of the couch which he pressed her into before slamming into her.
At that moment he was glad for the noise from the club. He hit her g-spot and she threw her head back and screamed his name in sheer ecstasy as she came hard and fast.
He continued to thrust into her, feeling his own orgasm rip through his entire body.
Afterwards both panting and still shaking from the power of their orgasms they took a moment before disengaging to reacquaint themselves with each other's lips. Dropping short soft sweet kisses over each other's faces they finally pulled away from each other, smiling.
"I love you Peyton Elizabeth Scott," he whispered, making her blush. He loved that he could still make her blush.
"I love you too Lucas Eugene Scott," she replied, leaning in to kiss him once more, before they cleaned themselves up and made themselves presentable.
"You ready to go, babe?" Lucas asked, as he buttoned the last of the buttons on his shirt. Peyton nodded and took hold of the hand he offered her. He put his hand on the doorknob and Peyton stopped him before he opened it.
"Hey Luke."
"Yeah babe?"
"Thank you," she whispered. "For choosing me to live your dreams with."
Lucas let go of the door handle letting the door slide shut and stared at her tenderly for a long moment. He cupped her cheeks and joined their lips in a sweet, lingering kiss. He pulled back to look at her once again and raised one side of his mouth, giving her that famed Scott smirk.
"Peyton…You are my dream. Everything else is just icing on the cake, my love."
Haley made her way across the bar in the direction of her husband, fighting the yawn that was threatening to spill out of her. It had been a long weekend and just as long of a day and she would be happy when she finally got to put head to pillow. She excused herself when she bumped into someone, pausing when the Charles Manson wannabe kept moving without a word.
Haley continued her walk, feeling slightly creeped out. "Hey you," Haley greeted walking into Nathan's arms. She tilted her head back and allowed him to kiss her, humming happily when he deepened it for a moment. He pulled back and smiled down at his diminutive wife.
"Hey baby. So tonight has been pretty great, huh?"
"Oh yeah, minus that whole Peyton getting felt up and Lucas kicking that guy's ass thing," Haley laughed. "Oh yeah and Brooke is still in love or in whatever with Lucas. How are Lucas and Peyton by the way, I haven't seen them in a awhile. Where are they? Did they leave without saying goodb-"
"Woah baby. Calm down," Nathan said, rubbing her arms to keep her still. "They're still here. They're in the dressing room. They went there to calm down."
"But Nathan that was like forty five minutes ago."
"Yeah, I know," Nathan said with a smirk. "By the way, I think Peyton is feeling much much better."
After a moment Haley realized what he was implying and shook her head. "Ew! Do you know how many people must have had sex on that couch? Gross!"
"Who says they're doing it on the couch," Nathan replied, laughing at the face his wife gave him. "Hey I have no idea. All I know is I went to bring Peyton some water and I heard them before I saw them, thank God. And I am so not trying to see my brother's ass."
"Yeah well, I've seen enough of both of them thanks," Haley chuckled in reply, thinking back to the day she wished she had knocked.
"So, Luke was saying tonight, that he feels like something bad is going to happen," Nathan said. "Like with all the good he's had in his life after high school, he feels like it's just a matter of time before it all comes crumbling down."
"Oh Geez. That is so a Lucas Scott thing to do."
"Well, to be honest…I have the same thoughts sometimes Hales. I mean we went through a lot more drama than other normal teenagers did. To go from Dan and Dante and the basketball, my mom and uncle Keith to a completely drama free existence is…..weird. And a bit unnerving sometimes."
"Honey, it's natural for your mind to go there after what you and Luke went through in high school with Dan." She smiled and touched Nathan's cheek. "You know what Peyton told me once. She said that she and Lucas called themselves chaos junkies. With everything that has happened they were just waiting for another disaster. Happiness is a decision you make baby. If you ask me, I'd say we've all been living the dream these past few years."
Nathan smiled back at her and nodded. "How'd you get so smart, baby?"
"Oh sweetie they pay me to be this smart," Haley responded, cheekily.
"Oh yeah?" Nathan leaned down and his breath tickled her ear. "And how'd you get to be so damn sexy."
"Well my mom and dad……Yeah, I have no idea how I got this sexy," Haley laughed.
"I love you Haley James Scott."
"And I love you, Nathan Scott."
Nathan leaned down to kiss her once again and straightened up looking contemplative.
"It's just weird you know? That it just seemed to hit him all at once. I mean I think over the past couple of years Luke has done a pretty good job of not pooping all over the birthday cake, so to speak, but why know?"
"You are so eloquent," Haley cut in with a smile.
"Hey I'm not a writer, babe. You got the wrong brother. But-" He sat down and pulled a laughing Haley into his lap, cradling her head and leaned down to kiss her again.
"Luke isn't the only brother who can be a romantic."
"I know you can be romantic baby," Haley whispered. "You don't have to give me any pretty words or grand gestures. You tell me you love me every time you look at me. You gave me my children. Who needs romance when they have true love?"
"I couldn't agree more."
Nathan and Haley looked up at the voice that just spoke and smirked first at each other and then the owner of the voice. "Finally came up for air, huh," Nathan grinned at his brother.
"Very funny," Lucas smirked, sitting down across from his brother and sister in law, draping an arm around Peyton's shoulder after she sat down beside him.
"You doing better Peyt," Haley asked, smiling at her friend. Peyton smiled over at Lucas and then replied,
"I'm feeling much better, Hales."
"Good. I can't believe some guy practically tried to molest you in your own damn club," Haley exclaimed huffily.
"Let's not relive it Hales," Peyton said, squeezing Lucas's hand comfortingly. She felt him tense up at the mention of the asshole and didn't want his night ruined any more than it had been because some loser got too touchy with her.
"Good idea," Nathan sighed. "So, I assume you guys haven't caught wind of the other set of excitement that flew in here."
"What excitement?" Lucas asked.
"The other prodigal cheerleader came home," Haley explained at the questioning looks Lucas and Peyton gave her. Peyton and Lucas exchanged a look and Peyton spoke up.
"Prodigal cheerleader? Hales, what are you talking about?"
"Well if it isn't blonde and blonder," came a familiar voice from behind them.
Lucas and Peyton turned around and stared at Rachel in shock before standing to greet her.
"Hey," Peyton laughed. "What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't let little New York here wreck havoc on this small town," Rachel replied winking down at Brooke who plastered a fake smile on her face and kicked Rachel in the ankle. "Alone. Wreck havoc alone."
Peyton glanced at Brooke and then away. She was still pissed at her for what she'd said earlier and truth be told Brooke was the last person she wanted to see at the moment. Part of her was surprised she was even still standing there as Lucas wrapped a possessive arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his side.
"Anyway, I hear congratulations are in order," Rachel said sitting down among the couples, forcing Brooke to do the same and she glared at Rachel who, wearing a self satisfied smirk, chose to ignore her
"How many kids? Two?"
"Yeah," Lucas replied, smiling proudly down at Peyton, who was snuggled into his side. "Anna is four and William is fourteen months. They're really amazing."
"They are pretty cool, aren't they," Peyton joked, smiling up at Lucas.
"Yeah, we did okay," Lucas answered.
"I always knew you guys would make cool parents," Rachel said with a small smile.
"Thanks, Rachel," Peyton responded, touched. They chatted a bit about Rachel's work in her ad agency for awhile, making room for Bevin and Skillz when they joined them.
"So tell me all about the wedding, you two," Rachel said, turning to Lucas and Peyton. Brooke glared at her while Nathan and Haley exchanged baffled looks. Firstly, they were surprised she even cared to hear the story, but they had both wondered if the redhead was here to cause problems on behalf of Brooke. They had figured, Rachel would have known or had some sort of idea about Brooke's feelings, so this line of questioning was strange.
"Um…" Lucas looked at an equally confused Peyton, obviously wondering why Rachel cared to know the details of their wedding too.
"Oh come on guys. I thought couples love yakking about this stuff. Have you heard the story Brooke?"
"I got the Cliff's notes, Rach," Brooke rasped, in reply. She kept her tone light but her eyes were throwing daggers at the red-head. "I'm going to go get a another drink though, so-"
"Oh stay and hear the story Brooke. I'm sure you were bummed that you weren't able to be there. Right?"
"Oh sure," Brooke replied, with a smile. Mentally, she was thinking of ways to kill Rachel in the most painful way possible.
"What the hell is going on," Nathan hissed to Haley, who shrugged her shoulders.
Lucas looked at Brooke his brows furrowing in doubt as he remembered the things she had said to Peyton earlier. Things that still bothered him so he declined to return the small smile she sent his way. Turning back to Rachel he began.
"Um, well the wedding itself happened at city hall-"
"Wait," Rachel interrupted Lucas, waving her hands. "City Hall? Seriously? What did you knock her up or something?"
"No," Lucas replied, bluntly. "I just-sorry guys."
"Oh whatever I love this story," Haley gushed, leaning against Nathan.
"Okay…I had the ring and I had been thinking of the perfect way to propose to her. And I woke up one morning and I looked over at her." Lucas turned to look down at his wife, who was smiling up at him with big green eyes.
"She was snoring and her hair was all over the place and all I could think was how beautiful she looked to me at that moment, how she looked and….felt like home. Then she woke up and I just thought, right now. I want her to be mine forever. So, I blurted marry me and she immediately said-"
"Hell yes," Peyton finished, still beaming up at Lucas. Rachel lifted a corner of her mouth and glanced at Brooke who was eying Lucas's hand that was caressing Peyton's thigh. Maybe it was cruel, but Brooke needed the equivalent of a slap in the face.
"So why City Hall?"
"Because we had waited long enough," Peyton replied tangling her fingers together with Lucas's. He leaned down to plant a series of short sweet kisses onto Peyton's lips and Brooke looked about ready to throw up.
"We just wanted to be together. Most everyone we loved was there and I don't think we'd have done it any differently. It doesn't mean I don't want to give her that big elaborate wedding with a flower girl and the big white dress and seeing her coming down the aisle to meet me looking so beautiful."
"I'm sure you guys will get to do that eventually," Haley said. "Like Nathan and I. Vow renewals are just as good if not better than the actual wedding….well minus the car accidents."
At the look Haley threw Rachel the redhead raised an eyebrow and commented. "The girl doesn't forget. I'll give her that."
"So where are you staying Rachel?" Haley asked, glancing at Brooke. She'd be damned if Rachel ended up sleeping on her couch.
"Oh-Well I don't really know. This was sort of a last minute thing and I didn't really think this all the way through. I'm sure I can find a place."
"Oh you know what? I don't think there are any hotels checking in right now," Brooke broke in, looking quickly at her watch. "Check-in is closed for pretty much all the hotels and motels by now. I'm sure Haley would offer her guest room, but I'm staying there right now- "
"-I'm sure I can find some place that's still taking-"
"Don't you have a guest room Peyt?" Brooke smiled innocently at Peyton, who had been praying someone would think of something brilliant that wouldn't ruin her and Lucas's night of uncensored sex. From the look on Lucas's face, he had been hoping the same thing.
"Yeah," Peyton spoke up faking a bright smile. "Yeah, come stay with us tonight. We'd love to have you."
"-ow-Yeah…" Lucas chimed in, after Peyton elbowed him discreetly.
"That's really awesome of you guys," Rachel said sincerely as Nathan snickered at the frown Lucas was trying to keep of is face. He really felt sorry for him though. He knew how hard it was to get a night off from the kids.
"I'll be outta your hair tomorrow to find a hotel."
"Oh shut up, Rach. What's a guest bedroom for if you don't have any guests. Stay for your trip here," Peyton said, waving her hand.
After another elbow in the ribs, Lucas chimed in another "Yeah" complete with a half hearted smile as Mouth joined the group with Jake and Molly.
"You should take them up on their offer Rach," Brooke said sitting back, feeling a bit more satisfied. "I got a peek of the guest room today when I was helping Anna get dressed and it looks pretty awesome."
"Wait you don't have any place to stay?" Molly asked.
"She's staying with us tonight," Peyton answered. Jake and Nathan couldn't help but smirk when they heard Lucas sigh. They knew Lucas had plans tonight with Peyton with the kids out of the house and chances like this were few and far between.
"Well, Rachel why don't you just stay with me, tonight," Mouth spoke up. Rachel glanced at Brooke who was clenching her jaw and trying not to look annoyed.
"Yeah!" Lucas's exclamation was a lot more enthusiastic this time around and Rachel couldn't help but laugh. The guy who apparently got so much ass from Peyton and who had obviously just gotten some a little while ago, still couldn't get enough of her. Brooke didn't stand a chance and the sooner she saw that the better it would be for all of them.
"Mouth, that would be great," she replied. "Just promise to try and not be a gentleman when we go to bed tonight," she smirked.
"My man," Skillz crooned, bumping fists with a grinning Mouth.
"Oh I love this song," Bevin squealed getting up and dragging Jake with her.
"She knows she has the wrong guy right?" Molly laughed, looking on in amusement as Bevin danced around a wide eyed Jake.
"It's Bevin," Skillz replied, standing up and taking Molly and Peyton's hands. "Red, Curly, Big Daddy Skillz gonna show'em how it's done."
Laughing, Molly and Peyton allowed themselves to be dragged out onto the dance floor, joined by Nathan and Haley. And soon enough Rachel had dragged Mouth onto the dance floor, leaving Brooke alone with Lucas, but not before whispering "don't say I never did anything for you," to her.
Brooke smiled. Maybe she did owe Rachel one, she thought, moving closer to him, crossing her shapely legs in his direction. She was about to open her mouth when Lucas burst out laughing and she followed his gaze to the dance floor where Peyton was doing her two moves. The robot, complete with the swinging arm…..and then the running man. Brooke couldn't help but join in Lucas's mirth.
Skillz had said it best at a party back in high school-Peyton Sawyer danced like a white girl. Her moves were cheesy and bouncy and screamed I was a high school cheerleader, but she owned the hell out of her white girl moves and it cracked everyone up, especially Lucas.
He dragged his eyes away from the hilarity on the dance floor to the brunette who was suddenly sitting very close to him.
She was beautiful and she looked amazing tonight, wearing a red tube top dress of her own creation. He couldn't deny her beauty. Hell, he was a guy and he wasn't blind.
"You look nice tonight," Lucas said, offhandedly. Brooke smiled at him.
"Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself Broody," she rasped. He nodded, his eyes wandering back to the dance floor. His face melted into a smile when he caught sight of Peyton bouncing circles around Jake.
"Is it weird?"
"Is what weird?" Lucas asked looking back at Brooke. She gestured to the dance floor where Jake and Peyton were goofing around.
"Being friends with Jake…and knowing what him and Peyton had together."
Lucas's eyes shot back to Brooke's and narrowed slightly as he remembered the things she had said to Peyton. "No. Because what Jake and Peyton had is in the past. It happened a long time ago. A lot has changed."
"I can see that," Brooke replied, backing off a bit. "So Molly is…great."
"Yeah, she is," Lucas replied, smiling. "She reminds me a little bit of you. I'm really glad Jake found her. It was hard for him, I know. When he came home and Peyt and I were together…..but he got over it," he finished looking at Brooke meaningfully.
"He's really strong. I mean I know what they had together and I can't imagine getting over a love like that," she said quietly, making him have to lean in to hear her better.
"What exactly are you implying?"
"Well-I guess I'm just surprised Peyton got over Jake so quickly. I mean how quickly would she get over you?"
"I dunno," Lucas shrugged, frowning at her. "But we'll never have to find out, because we're going to be together forever," he said with a finality and sureness, that Brooke refused to hear.
"You sound pretty sure about that," she countered. Lucas raised an eyebrow and pinned her with a solid stare.
"I am."
"I remember you being pretty sure about other things too," Brooke said, tossing her hair over her shoulder and looking coyly away.
"Yeah well….Things change. Listen Brooke….What you said to Peyton tonight-"
"She told you about that?" Brooke gasped.
"Yeah. We're married Brooke. We share things with each other and she was upset."
"Look. She blew what I said way out of proportion. We were having a fine conversation, talking about your house and I just mentioned that it was your dream house-"
"Our dream house, Brooke. You told her about all the stuff you and I talked about ages ago when we were dating."
"It was completely innocent Luke. I didn't mean to step on her toes or anything."
"And telling her about the night of the championship game. Telling her that you gave me to her? Did she blow that out of proportion too?" He asked accusingly.
Brooke stared at him, shocked. "Luke, I just-I didn't mean…I didn't mean it that way at all. Honestly."
"Then how did you mean it Brooke? Look, I know why you and Peyton stopped talking all those years ago. She told me yesterday."
Brooke shut her eyes, completely mortified. Of course Peyton told him. She liked opening her mouth when she wasn't supposed to, she thought.
"I loved Chase, Luke. He was my Molly after I lost you to Peyton for the second time."
"Brooke-"
"No, you say Peyton tells you everything, but did she ever tell you that the night of Haley and Nathan's rehearsal dinner she told me that she was still in love with you? That's why I wanted you to stay away from her at the wedding, why I was so mad at her….and why I ended up breaking up with you."
From the shocked look on Lucas's face, Peyton apparently failed to mention that. Brooke smirked. She'd always wondered how Lucas would feel if he knew the truth about why she broke up with him.
"Figures," she muttered. "She came back from seeing Jake-After proposing to him, realized she was still in love with you, broke his heart and then mine."
Lucas looked back to the dance floor at Peyton and then back at Brooke, his eyes narrowing once again.
"So you said those things to hurt her? Is this some type of revenge Brooke? Because she told you the truth back in high school?"
"No," Brooke gasped, shocked that his irritation was directed at her. This wasn't going the way she wanted it to. "I just want you to know the truth."
Lucas chuckled, mirthlessly, not believing her for a second. "I want to leave everything in the past, Brooke and so does Peyton, but when you bring shit up that doesn't matter anymore-It makes it hard to believe that you are here to really be her friend."
Panicked, Brooke shook her head. Dammit, she thought. She didn't want Lucas mad at her and she especially didn't want him thinking she was plotting against his precious Peyton.
"Luke, I'm hurt. I'm here to get my life together and to get over Chase, not hurt Peyton in any way."
"You are hurting her, Brooke. You hurt her," Lucas stated, his voice stern. He stood up, sighed, and shook his head. "Don't do it again."
Brooke watched him walk away, completely speechless as Rachel rejoined her.
"So how'd it go?"
"What happened to our plan back there?"
"Brooke that was your plan and it blew. I'd rather sleep with Mouth than listen to those two go at it all night and from the way he was looking at her earlier…..and the way he's looking at her now," she added as they watched Lucas wrap his arms around Peyton's waist and start swaying with her.
"They were going to do it whether I was there or not. So are you over this thing yet? Can we go home now?"
"No Rachel and I have no idea what it is you think I need to get over."
"You're going to get hurt Brooke. More than you already are right now. Why are you doing this?"
"I have nothing left to lose, Rachel," Brooke sighed.
REVIEW PLEASE! Also -Do we want to see Lucas and Peyton's night together or not? I'll go by how much feedback I get.