There's some sexual content in this chapter. Mostly in conversation, nothing graphic. I didn't think it warranted a raing change, let me know if I'm wrong. I did originally write this very graphically, I may post it later on its own, once I tweak it.

Betty sat on the couch as she waited for Daniel to come back with the wine. She contemplated how she was going to get Daniel to have sex with her tonight. She silently laughed, who would have thought, she would be trying to seduce Daniel. She knew he wanted it, but his misplaced fear of hurting her, held him back. How was this ever to work if he didn't start treating her like a woman.

"I know you prefer white, but I only have red, sorry." Daniel said jarring her out of her thoughts.

"It's OK, red is fine, it just makes me a bit tipsy." She accepted the glass of wine from him. She had no intention of drinking it all, she wanted to be clear minded.

Daniel sat down beside her and turned on the TV.

What was wrong with him? She was sure that if she were any other woman, they'd be in his room by now.

"Daniel, can you do me a favor? I know this sounds weird, but this dress has boning and its starting to dig into my sides. Could you just lower the zipper, about half way?" She asked with out even cracking a smile.

Daniel looked somewhat appalled, it was as if she asked him to wear her dress.

"Yeah, sure... um, turn around a bit."

She turned and he slid the zipper half way, he noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, nor did she have any marks on her back from the boning.

What game was she playing? He started to feel really nervous and unsure. He thought this would be easy, he's done it hundreds of times, with hundreds of women. He wanted nothing more than to tear off her dress and bang her, right there. But he would control himself, this was Betty, he didn't want to scare her away. She didn't have experience with men like him, Matt may have had a pass, but he wasn't Daniel.

Betty sat back and looked at the TV. Daniel didn't even look at her, he seemed engrossed on what was playing. She started to wonder, did he really want her? Or did he just not want her to be with Becks? She felt he was being sincere tonight, but why was he being so distant.

"Hey, do you think we could turn off the TV." She asked.

"Yeah, of course." He shut it off.

" Daniel, why did you invite me up?" She asked leaning closer to him.

"For some wine and conversation." he lied.

"Oh, that's it? I guess, I should go, since we're not here for the same reasons.

She started to get up but he grabbed her arm.

"You won have any regrets tomorrow?"

"Regret what? We haven't even kissed, yet."

Daniel pulled her over him and kissed her. They fumbled their way into his room, eventually endeing on the bed.

The next morning Betty felt no regret. What she felt was worse, she was disappointed. The big playboy, the renowned great lover, Mr. Dirty do you anywhere Daniel, was none of those things. At last not with her, she was confused. Last night she knew he was holding back, no matter what she did, he wouldn't let go. He kept asking if she was OK, as if she were a virgin. He kept it all PG, missionary, no oral, very little foreplay. He made sure she got off, she had a decent orgasm, but it was far from her best. She knew he had more in him, she'd seen it. From what she knew from Amanda, he was assertive, dominating, and extremely dirty. With her he was, sweet, concerned, and very gentle, which is great after a while. But the first time should have been fireworks, instead it was a candle that burned out quickly. She wanted to go home and think, she needed to talk to Hilda. Betty slid out from under his arm, she found her clothes. As she was dressing, Daniel woke up.

"Are you leaving?" He asked still groggy.

"Yeah, I have plans with Hilda." she lied

"Oh OK, what are you doing later?" he asked

"I was planning to spend some time in Queens. It's been a while since I gave my family some undivided attention." She smiled at him.

"I understand, lets do something tomorrow."

"Sounds good, I'll call you later." She was fully dressed, she walked over to the bed and gave him a kiss.

Hilda showed up around two, with a hotdogs and soda. They ate sitting on Betty's couch.

"So spill, how did it go last night?"

"It was great, he was so sweet. He took me to eat at Esca, he had the Frick open especially for us, he took me on a boat ride and he got dessert from Pyard. The date was wonderful, I had a great time." she tried to smile, she knew Hilda was seeing right through her.

"OK, what's going on. That sounds like an amazing evening, but you were all monotone about it."

"Well... we slept together." Hilda's mouth fell open.

"Really? So soon? That's not really the way you roll. Wait, did that prick pressure you? Cause I'll go straighten his ass right now." Hilda was getting heated, her arms were flailing.

"No! Hilda, I instigated it, he wouldn't have touched me, if I didn't pressure him. He was acting all gentlemanly." Betty said quickly, trying to calm her down.

"Well, how was it? I hear he's packing, is he?" Hilda was back to being excited

"It was... nice." Betty gave her an unnatural smile.

"It was nice, that's it. Come on Betty, he's rumored to be a Casanova."

"Yeah, I know, but he wasn't with me. The whole thing seemed unnatural to him, and no matter how much I tried to... well you know. He remained all sweet and gentle."

"Oh my god, he didn't give you an org-" Betty interrupted her.

"Yes! I did have one and so did he. Once and it was over." she said

"OK, but was that one time... worth hundreds, was it the best?"

"Far from, Hilda, maybe I went with my expectations too high. But I don't think I did, I just think he was holding back. Honestly, I think he did more thinking, than enjoying."

Hilda stood up and started pacing. She stopped and looked at Betty.

"Time to compare, obviously, he has the best rep in that department. So lets see how he matches up." Hilda secretly wanted to know, it wasn't often Betty spoke about sex.

"Start with Walter and work your way up."

Betty thought about it, it seemed wrong to compare. But what could it hurt, she had to get this worked out.

"Walter, he was adequate, kind of boring."

"I could have told you that." Hilda whispered to herself.

"Did you say something?" Betty asked.

"No, go on." she said

"Henry, was sweet, always gentle, but it was always good. Not great, but good. Gio, he was over enthusiastic..." Hilda interrupted her.

"Gio? You slept with Gio? Why didn't you ever tell me?" Hilda always wondered what he'd be like.

"It was once, while we were dating. Anyhow, as I was saying, he was too into it. But he was better, than his predecessors. Now when we get to Matt, that's a whole new ball game. He was spontaneous, he was a mixture of Henry, Gio, and what I imagined Daniel to be. Sex was always good, sometimes awesome, he was always willing to try new things. He is the one who really opened my mind, when it came to sex."

"Matt? Tall, skinny, goofy Matt? Wow, I'm impressed." Hilda sat down again

"This whole Daniel thing, it's killing you, huh?"

"Yeah, I just don't get it. Amanda, has talked about it, graphically, to me. And one thing I know, is that he really likes, receiving... you know." Betty looked at her suggestively.

"Aye, don't be a baby, he likes getting head. What man doesn't."

"Well, I attempted to, and he stopped me, "you don't have to" is what he said. I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to. He didn't even give me a chance to tell him. He spent the whole time kissing me, which was nice. But you know the tortoise and the hare? Last night he was the tortoise."

"Betty, why don't you talk to him? If you feel he was holding back, say something. Because if you guys cant get it right in bed, you may as well let it go. Know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I know. Thanks for coming by."

"Anytime, you know this is my favorite subject." Hilda hugged Betty and left.

That evening, Betty was re-watching the movies she had. Beck's called her and asked if she'd like some company. She knew she should turn him down, what if Daniel stopped by. She had told him she was going to her dad's tonight. She did tell Daniel, she was still gonna be friends with Becks. So she told him to come by.

Becks arrived an hour later, he had run into Amanda on his way up.

"Hey Betty, I'm so glad you gave me your address, now I can stalk you." His eyes were mischievous.

"Great, I'll go ahead and get that restraining order now." She challenged.

"OK, lets see if we can make it through the movie, without you ripping off my clothes first." He looked serious but she knew he was teasing.

"Right, in your dreams, maybe." she said

They sat down and watched in silence for a while. Finally, Becks curiosity got the best of him.

"So... how was dinner with Danny-Boy?" keeping his voice non-nonchalant.

"Good, we had a good time." She hoped he couldn't hear the nervousness in her voice.

He did though. "Yeah? So why do you sound like, you got caught with your hand in the cookie jar?" He asked.

"I have no idea what your talking about." She replied defensively.

"Hey, don't get upset. I call it, like I see it, and I can see you lying. You don't have to tell me anything, if you don't want to. But I feel comfortable enough with you, to open up. I was hoping you did too."

"I do, it's just, it's not only about me. It has to do with Daniel too, and I can't talk about it. It would be wrong." A part of her wanted to tell him. He's known Daniel all his life, he would have great insight. But she couldn't, it would hurt Daniel, if he found out.

"You slept with him, huh?"

How did he guess? Was she that transparent?

"No... Why would you think that?" she stuttered.

"Yeah, you did. It's OK, I wont tell. I'm disappointed, it wasn't me you chose. But like you said "friends". So are you guys officially an item?" He tried to be cool, he really did. But he was pissed, Daniel waited four years, waited till he was interested, to realize he wanted her. He wondered if Daniel, really did want her or if he didn't want Becks to be with her. One thing for certain, he was going to find out.

"We're going to date, take things slow." Becks smiled at her.

"So, your taking things slow, but you already had sex. Cool." There was trouble in paradise, he could sense it, and it made him happy as hell. He still had a shot, she didn't seem sure about her relationship with Daniel. Even if he loses, it'll be worth the fight.

"Don't be an ass, it wasn't planned." It was planned she thought, it just didn't have the expected outcome.

They continued to watch the movies, as they sat in silence. Each one thinking of their own dilemma.

Amanda was torn, should she call Daniel and let him know Becks was at Betty's?

On one hand, she was Daniel's assistant, and she has been helping him with Betty. On the other, Betty and her were frenemies, more friends than enemies, but she'd never say it out loud. She didn't want Betty to be mad at her, but she didn't want denial to find out she didn't tell him. In the end, she figured Daniel and Betty belong together, so she may as well help the process. She found her phone and called.

Daniel was livid, Betty said she was going to Queens. Then Amanda calls, tells him she saw Becks, going to Betty's. Why would she lie to him? Especially, after last night, she slept with him, and now she had another man in her apartment. He was going to nip this in the ass, right now. Becks was no longer allowed in Betty's life.

Betty stood to answer her door, becks was engrossed in the movie. She saw Daniel in the pep-hole and dreaded what was coming.

"Hey Daniel." She said as she opened the door. Giving him a wide smile.

Daniel walked passed her, without saying hello and walked to Becks.

"Hey Danny." Becks looked up at him and smiled at his grim face.

"Out. Now." Daniel said to him.

Betty was in shock, she couldn't believe what he did. Who was he to kick anyone out of her place.

"Daniel, your being rude." She pulled him aside, so she could speak to him.

"What is going on? You can't tell him to leave, he's my guest."

"Betty, I don't want you to see him anymore. You and Beck's can't be friends, not if we're gonna work. He wants to come between us."

"Stop being so paranoid, we're just friends, he's your friend. I already told him we were dating." she said, keeping her voice down.

"Why are you here? I thought you were going to Queens?" He was getting angrier, she could tell.

"Hilda, came over and by the time she left, I didn't feel like going. Beck's called and wanted to hang out, I felt bad, so I said yes."

"Why didn't you call me? You knew I wanted to see you tonight, but I guess you rather spend and evening with Becks. I thought after last night, you'd want to spend more time with me." He tried to calm down.

"Hey guys... the movie's getting good ,why don't you come watch it." Becks said from the couch.

Daniel turned to him. "Why are you here, Becks? Betty already told you, she's my girlfriend. So why are you still here?"

"Actually, Danny, she said you were dating. Dating and girlfriend are quite different, plus we're friends." He gave Daniel a patronizing smile.

"Give it up Becks, you have no chance. We already slept together and it was great. There is nothing here for you, find someone else and leave her alone."

Daniel had forgotten where he was, and that Betty was behind him. When he head her gasp, when he told Becks they had sex, he knew he was in trouble.

"Where do you get off announcing we had sex. That's private, what the hell is wrong with you? You can't control me or tell people to leave my house. And how dare you share something so intimate." She was yelling.

"Oh come on, people know we will eventually sleep together. What's the big deal?" Daniel was yelling too.

As Betty and Daniel fought it out, Becks sat there with a smile on his face. This was too easy.

"Well how would you like it, if I told people, the sex wasn't as good as I had hoped. How would you feel?" Betty blurted out.

Daniel was shocked, she didn't like it? He tried so hard to please her, to treat her gently and with respect and she didn't like it. And she yelled it in front of Becks, he was hurt.

"I can't believe you said that. I thought... I thought last night was great. You know what, forget it. If you want Becks, you can have him." Daniel stormed out.

Becks knew this was his moment, he could stay and let her cry on him or he could tell her how he felt. Now wasn't the time, he decided. She obviously loved Daniel, he could tell by her face. She was on the verge of tears, Daniel was an idiot. He was so wrapped up in trying to be with her, that he stopped understanding her. Becks got up, closed her door, than walked over to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. They'd work it out, eventually, till then, he was going no where.

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