Happy New Year peeps! Hope you all are doing awesome. I had a great holiday, no drama just fun. Which is kinda OOC of me, but whatever. I enjoyed it, lol.
I like how this chapter turned out. There's a bit of a challenge going on, hence the title, lol. I hope you all enjoy it :)
Special thanks to anon1, (Aww, you don't know how happy that made me to know that Sky's your favorite OC. And yeah, I'm in cute Sky & Punk mode, but you know Sky. Her cute is always gonna be a little strange, lol) : )
Ch. 23: Game On
Sky's POV
"It's cold." I grouched as we made our way into the little comic shop. You can guess who I'm with by the choice of store.
"This is nothing compared to what it'll be in December." Phil grinned, softly pushing me further into the store. "I'm a Cali girl, Phil. I'm not used to this." He chuckled, grabbing my hand and leading me toward a rack of comic books.
"Aww, you want me to warm you up?" He raised an eyebrow at me suggestively. The tone in his voice made my insides tingle. "Yes I do." I gave him a big grin. He rolled his eyes at me. "Sky, pick a book." That grin of his grew wider. I narrowed my eyes at him, but went ahead and looked at the vast variety of Fantastic Four comics adorning the racks.
He was telling me about the comics one day, and it tempted me enough to want to buy my own and read it in full. Borrowing his was absolutely out of the question. Stingy dorkface.
Anyway, he's been teasing me the whole three weeks we've been back together. Three whole weeks of monogamy, and no dragon. I can't even count how many times we've been so close, but he'd pull away at the last second. Talk about torture. Nine months. This is beyond torture. This is downright wrong.
"What's with the pouty face, Sky?" He softly asked. Too damn close to my ear. I didn't even notice that he'd snuck up behind me. So close that I could feel the fabric of his jeans gently brushing my leg. He's a tease, I get that. But if he keeps teasing me, I'm gonna tie him up and have my way with him. I turned my head to scowl at him. And then he smirked.
Ding. Motherfucking light bulb!
Now I get why he's holding out on me. He's doing it on purpose. Wants me all worked up and lusting after him. He wants me to jump him. That kinky little…
As fun as that would be, I'd much rather make this a game. "I'm on to you." His little smirk slowly faded as mine formed. "On to what?" He unleashed those adorable innocent eyes on me. I had to stifle a laugh. Amateur.
"Game on, baby. Whoever caves first, loses. And I don't lose, Punkin." Although I doubt the loser in this particular game would mind much. But we're competitive as hell. Bragging rights are very important.
"You sure you wanna go through with this?" He asked, a ghost of a smirk appearing on his lips. "Aww, babe. You know I'm always up for a challenge." I batted my eyelashes at him and gave him a sweet smile. He's already shivering.
This is gonna be easy.
Louisville, A day later…
"I fucking hate you." I mumbled, scowling at Phil as he paraded around his apartment in nothing but a pair of blue boxers. "What was that?" He stopped in front of his couch to look at me. That mock innocent look of confusion on his face.
"I said I fucking need something to do." I lied. He grinned and started to stretch. "Oh. Well, if you weren't so busy trying to get into my pants, you could've went to the gym with me." He was referring to this morning.
He wakes up uh, happy, most mornings. And I sort of straddled him in his sleep to feel his uh, happiness a little closer. A few open mouthed kisses on his neck later, and he almost caved. But then he woke up fully. And promptly locked himself in the bathroom until I fell back asleep.
So I'm a little tense from not getting my morning workout. Add that to my nine months of horniness, and Skylar's not a happy camper. Ugh.
"Whatever. So, your birthday's tomorrow…" I began. "…Yep. Don't try anything, either." As he said that, he began to stretch. Leaning over to the side, arm over his head, skin all soft and tempting. "What makes you think I'm gonna try something?" I tried not to ogle him. Not working, by the way.
"Cause I know you, Danny." He leaned up. In trying to stop ogling his chest, I ended up landing my little green eyes on his boxers.
Mouthwatering. My mouth is literally watering.
Damn him. "Uh, no. I'm… not up to anything." I have to get a grip. He's so not winning this.
"Good. I'm gonna go shower." He gave me an impish grin before he slowly walked away. And now thoughts of him all soapy and wet are attacking my brain. Dammit. I'm not doing so good with this little challenge.
Since he's resorted to the tactics of nudity, I'm gonna do the same.
As soon as I heard the shower running in the bathroom, I headed to my suitcase in his room. Quickly finding what I wanted, I hurriedly grabbed the little bra and panty set and proceeded to undress and put it on.
It was a yellow and sky blue lace bra and matching cheeky lace panties. They don't leave much to the imagination, but the little bit that it does are the best parts. I was saving this for his birthday, but I'm afraid I'm gonna cave. And that's not gonna happen.
After I had my little sexy girl getup on, I put on my glasses and headed back to the couch in the front to finish reading my comic.
I was on the second to last page when I heard him come out of the bathroom. He went into the kitchen and started rummaging through the refrigerator. "Want any grapes?" He asked, making his way over to me. I chose to ignore him.
"You heard me? I said do you want any grapes?" This time he was directly in front of me. I slowly closed my book and looked up at him. And I almost gasped at the sight before me.
There he was, full body wet and glistening. Popping a green grape in his mouth. With just a black towel covering his lower region. At that moment, a part of me wanted to burn that blasted towel for being in the way, but for the sake of the game, I also wanted to give that towel the royal treatment for shielding my eyes from my ultimate temptation.
"Uh…no thanks, babe." I managed to say before getting up. We were just inches apart. And whoa did he smell like awesomeness. Sexy delicious awesomeness.
"Is that… what in the…why are you wearing that?" Well, that snapped me out of my stare. And it gave me my advantage back. Victoria's Secret is my bff.
"Oh, this old thing? You like?" I gave him a smirk. "I do." His breaths came out slower. Those hazel eyes planting imaginary kisses all over my body as he admired my lack of clothing. "You want me to take it off?" I trailed my index finger down his wet chest, slowly. He shivered, involuntarily.
"Hell yeah." He quickly replied, those eyes of his glued to my cleavage. "Well," I gently wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my chest into his. "If you want me, all you gotta do is say I win." I whispered softly in his ear.
When he cupped both of my ass cheeks, I sincerely thought I had won. But this is Phil I'm talking about. "Nice try, Sky." His lust filled look faded as he eased out of my grips.
"I almost had you, admit it." I grinned at him as he took a few steps away from me. The sudden movement of his towel falling to the floor quickly took my gaze away from his lips.
"I guess I don't have to admit it. You can see for yourself." He cocked his head to the side, that lust filled look back. Of course my eyes weren't on his face. They were fixated on the almost fully happy dragon poking out at me. "So. Whatcha gonna do with that thing?" Great, now my breathing's all funny.
"I was hoping that you'd figure out something." I was so dragon-tized, I didn't even notice him grabbing my hand and pulling it toward him. But when my hand ended up brushing gently along the side of his length, I got my bearings.
"Oh, I definitely have something for it." My smirk was back as I wrapped my hand around him.
"But…" He started to bite his lip as I slowly began to stroke him.
"You're gonna have to declare me the winner, first." The lust that clouded his vision started to fade into game-faced anger. My smirk grew more sinister as I continued my stroking, occasionally squeezing him a little. He loves that shit.
"You're such a…fuck." He closed his eyes and pulled my hand off of him, quickly backing away from me. "I'm a fuck. Nice one." I started to chuckle.
"I call a time out." He mumbled, still backing away as he grabbed his towel. I put my hand on my hip in a seductive way, still giggling.
I was about to burst with laughter when he started to strangely wobble away, until I realized he was wobbling toward the bathroom. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. I win if you come back out of that bathroom limp." He groaned loudly, stalking his way back towards me.
"Oh really? So what am I supposed to do about this then?" His voice had become husky as he dropped the towel again. "Until I'm the winner, that's not my problem." I gave him a sweet smile.
It quickly faded when he pushed me onto the couch and climbed on top of me. Now, I'm usually quick with my reflexes, but this caught me completely off guard. And when he grabbed my legs, lifted them, and wrapped them around his waist, I was shocked into complete stiffness.
"You wanna win so bad that you'd turn this down?" As he spoke, he gently rubbed that damn dragon over that thin lacy piece of fabric that was keeping him away from my heat.
I covered my eyes with the palms of my hands. All I would have to do is move the little piece of fabric a few inches and I'd be in heaven. But I'm so not losing this game.
Ugh, why did I have to make sex a game? Next time I want to be competitive, I'm sticking to video games, cause Phil sucks at those.
"Skyyyyyy." He moaned. This particular moan was a sexual one. A sexually frustrated one, but still sexual. It made me shiver, thus snapping me out of my stiffed state. He started to slowly grind into my hips. Now I'm the one biting my lip.
"Come on, baby. Give in for me." He huskily coaxed.
"No." Yeah, my mouth was saying no, but my traitor body decided to grind into him. "That's it. You gonna let me in?" He asked.
"NO." I continued my defiant talking, but my fucking traitorous body continued to melt into him.
"Say I'm the winner. And let me in, Sky." He rasped, the sexual frustration growing more intense for him. He placed one of his hands on the lacy fabric that was keeping his dragon from entering my fire and began to pull it to the side. Fuck it, I'm giving in.
As soon as sensitive skin touched sensitive skin, my phone began to ring. I forgot that damn thing was on the couch with me. I searched around between the cushion and grabbed it.
"You really gonna answer that?" He eyed me curiously, repositioning himself so that his damn dragon wasn't gently brushing against my Lola. Yeah, I named my vajayjay Lola. If he can have a Dragon, then I damn sure can have a Lola.
I looked at the phone with a frown. "It's my mom." I groaned. He grimaced, but didn't move.
"Hello." I answered, as calmly as I could. My racing heart wasn't helping the calm, though, not to mention Phil's lust filled gaze boring into me. "Hey, darling. Guess where I am?" She cheerily asked.
"Um, in New York?" I guessed. Phil rolled his eyes. "Nope. Guess again." She giggled.
"Paris?" I suggested. "Uh uh. Try again." She continued. This time I rolled my eyes.
"Milan." I guessed again. "No. I'm in the U.S. sweetie." She laughed.
"This is ridiculous. Wanna know where I am, Ms. B?" Phil loudly yelled.
"Oh, Sky. Is that Phillip? Tell him I said hi." My mom chipperly responded to his random outburst.
"I'm in the deep south, Ms. B…" When he said that, his long ass index finger slid into my Lola. I gasped loudly.
"…and I'm getting deeper." That finger started to move in ways that made me scream out, but I quickly covered my mouth to muffle them.
"Ma, I'm a little…busy. Can we…youuuuu are so wrong for this Phil…mom let me call you later." I managed, ready to hang up this phone and ravage this guy.
"Sky, I'm outside. Are you two gonna let me in?"
Fuck.
Dammit.
Shit.
Jolly Green Giant's horse balls.
And any other swear I can't really think of right now.
"You're outSIDE?" I yelped a little with the last word on account of that damn Phil sliding in another finger. He stopped his insertion when I said that, though.
"Yeah. I'm at the door now. Are you gonna let me in?" His annoyed expression mirrored my own as he removed his fingers and got off of me. "Yeah mom. I'll let you in." I hung up the phone with malice.
"Not only is your mom a creeper, she's the biggest cockblock in the world." He angrily yelled as he swiped the towel off of the floor and stalked into the bathroom.
"The game's still on, PJ." I reminded him as I headed to the front door. "Yeah. You're lucky your cockblock mom interrupted me. The game would've been over if she hadn't." He teased, poking his head out of the bathroom door.
"Oh, yeah. I give you a free pass to put the dragon to sleep. Can't have my mom thinking that you're that happy to see her." I gave him a wink.
"Just that thought alone is enough to kill the boner. Creepy cougar thoughts. Thanks Sky." He shuddered as he pulled his head back into the room and closed the door.
"What do you want, ma?" I asked her with a frown when I opened the door and let her in. She didn't say anything at first. She just stared at me. Fully taking in my appearance. For a second, I forgot that I had on lingerie, but oh well. "You and Phillip were…" Her cheeks turned pink.
"Yep. And you're here because?" I'm not saying that I'm not happy to see her, cause deep down behind all of my sexual frustration and annoyance, I know I am. I'm just tense. "Well, I felt so bad about not being there for you a few weeks ago, and I wanted to surprise you." She smiled sweetly at me.
"Well, I'm surprised." I scoffed. "So, are you gonna let me in?" She asked, pushing me aside and walking into Phil's apartment. I rolled my eyes and slammed the door behind her. "Oh yeah, mom. Come on in." I shook my head as she looked around the small little place. Scrutinizing every little detail, I'm sure.
"And where's Phillip?" She turned around to me, a brow lifted in curiosity. "In the bathroom, mom." I frowned. "Oh. Alright. Well I was hoping that since you two were off today, you could show me around the city." She smiled hopefully at me. I groaned inwardly.
A day with my mom and Punky. Together. My mom's ass kissing and Phil's sarcastic insults. Hell on earth.
"Uh. How about just you and me. I got Punkin some new graphic novels for his birthday tomorrow and he's probably gonna want to read them since he's at home." Well, that's not fully a lie. I mean, I did buy him some novels, but he doesn't know it yet. I guess he does now, though.
"Oh, his birthday's tomorrow? Happy early birthday, Phillip." She said to him as he tried to sneak into the bedroom without her noticing.
"Thanks, Ms. Cockblo-I mean Ms. B." He had on a pair of loose fitting basketball shorts and a plain black tee. That gorgeous hair of his still damp and sticking to his neck. Of course he noticed my mom's creepy stare, so to avoid her, he eyed me.
"Sky. You're really not helping my sleeping dragon problem." He mumbled, blinking rapidly as he stared at me. I looked down and realized that I was standing with my hip jutted out and my leg angled in a way that made it look like I was posing for Maxim or something. "Oh, sorry." I quickly straightened up.
"So you're leaving with your mom?" He asked me curiously, eyes focused intently on my lace covered boobs. "I guess so. You'll be cool here with your new books, right?" I gave him a sympathetic smile. "Oh, Phillip. You can always come with us." My mom interjected. She's done a lot of that today.
"Uh, no. Ms. B. Sky's really outdone herself with her book choices. I'm real eager to read them." He gave her a big fake grin. I had to stifle a laugh. "Aww. Okay. You are the birthday boy." She smiled.
"Come on mom. Help me get dressed." I had three options. Leave mom and Punky in the den together. Yeah, he'd end up cussing my mom out for being a cockblock and I'd rather not have to explain to my mom what a cockblock is.
I could've brought Phil into his room with me, but then I'd most definitely jump him and that'd just give my mom another opportunity to cockblock. So I chose the easiest of the three. I invited my mom into Phil's room. And extra bonus, I asked her to help with my wardrobe choice.
After I was dressed, we walked back into the den to find PJ pacing in front of the TV. "Punkin, I'm about to go." His head snapped over to me and he stopped his pacing. "Hey, can you show me where those books are?" He asked, walking to his room. "Uh, sure. Mom, I'll be back."
"You okay." I asked once I closed and locked the door. "I'm fine. Don't I look fine?" He scowled at me. I chuckled.
"You're so dramatic. Look, just let me get rid of her today. And then when I get home, it's game on." To prove my point, I grabbed hold of his not fully asleep dragon and pulled him close.
"Definitely." He leaned down and gave me a soft peck on the lips before I let him go.
I didn't come home until one in the morning. My mom wanted to stop and gawk at every freaking tree branch she saw. Ugh.
Phil wasn't asleep, though. He's like a borderline insomniac or something. He was laying on the couch, reading. I wasn't surprised to see that he was on sixth of the set of ten graphic novels I had bought for him.
"Sometimes I wonder if I'm adopted." I sighed dramatically as I gingerly climbed on top of him. He let go of one side of his book so I could rest my head on his chest.
"What'd she do?" He asked, throwing one of his legs over mine. "She wants me to be the face of her new collection." I scoffed.
"Oh. Fashion talk. Insert Sky's random rant about how much she hates the fashion world." He grinned. I plucked him in the forehead.
"I'm not gonna rant. But you know how I feel about modeling. And you know that she knows too." I started to softly walk my fingers over his chest. "Uh huh." He was back into the book. "So, what'd you do today?" I asked, knowing he's happy for the change of conversation.
"This." He replied, turning the page.
"Happy birthday, Punkin." I leaned up and gave him a quick peck. "Thank you, Danny. So, what are you up to?" He asked, eying me suspiciously.
"I'm not up to anything. You got your present. Game's still on, though." I quickly got up and headed to the bathroom to shower.
"I don't believe you, Skyyyyy!" He yelled to my retreating back. I just laughed.
Yeah. I'm definitely up to something. He almost had me earlier. And payback's gonna be in the form of his favorite color, red. Today's his birthday, and even though I didn't get any birthday sex, I'll be damned if he doesn't.