Happy Saturday, my lovelies! This chapter is Alex's birthday, and not much really happens because he doesn't really care much about his birthday. This is just a smol fluff chapter (with a bit of lewd towards the bottom, y'all can stop reading after Lorin locks the door if you want, you won't miss anything). A little random fact about me that kind of relates to the chapter but not really is that Felicity is one of my favorite American girls simply because the Revolutionary period was one of my favorite things to learn about in school. Which explains why I fell in love with Hamilton. Anyway, that's enough talking. This chapter is, quite literally, the eye of the hurricane before everything goes bad, so I hope you all enjoy this small reprieve. ~Shaymie
"Alex, are you sure you don't want us to do anything today?" Martha asked as she affixed a "happy birthday" pin to my shirt. At least it wasn't as gaudy as what Lo had on her birthday, though I didn't see the point of it since I wasn't going anywhere today. I looked up at Martha and nodded as I stuck another forkful of eggs into my mouth. I was fine with not doing anything for my birthday. I had never made a big deal out of it. Lo grabbed my free hand underneath the table and grinned devilishly. The eggs got stuck in my throat. Okay, so maybe I was doing something later today.
"We're going to a restaurant with everyone later, but that's about it." Lo's voice was soft as she took a small bite of pancake. I smiled. It was almost easy to forget her breakdown a few days ago, especially since she refused to talk about it. But there was a bit of residual sadness lingering in her eyes. She would still spend time alone in her room sometimes. She still had nightmares, but thankfully none of them had sent her into a panic attack like the one she had before Christmas. She still had days where she didn't want to be bothered at all. But unlike before, she was actually willing to talk to us about things.
Darcy came downstairs and sat down at the table with a yawn. Normally she'd be getting ready for work, but she had quit her job after their New Year's party. She hadn't told anyone but Lo about what had happened, but it must have been bad to make her quit altogether. She was dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants, her hair tied back in a bun. She hadn't bothered with makeup at all. She pulled something from her pocket and slid it over to me. Money.
"Happy birthday, Alexander," she drawled lazily, tracing a perfectly manicured fingernail against the tablecloth. Martha was finally satisfied with the pin and got to work fixing Darcy a plate. Darcy grinned as I accepted the fifty-dollar bill. "Don't spend it all in one place."
"I, uh… Thank you, Darcy," I stammered, putting the money in my pocket. This was the first time I'd ever held such a large bill. I looked over at Darcy and realized that this was one of the few times she had called me by my first name. The other times were when she had first met me (before she decided to hate me) and on Christmas. She stopped messing with the tablecloth when Martha set a plate of pancakes and ham in front of her.
"You're welcome," she said as she drowned her plate in syrup. She shot a playful glare at Lo, who had started to hum that one Disney song under her breath. Lo stuck her tongue out and took a sip of orange juice. I felt slightly relieved. If she was in the mood to flirt and tease, maybe this would be a good day.
"What are you reading, Lo?" I asked, sitting next to her on the couch. We were about to leave for my birthday dinner soon, which meant that we had to get slightly dressed up. Lo's hair was braided over her shoulder, a few strands sticking out from the braid. She had been in the bathroom with Darcy for hours trying to perfect it before she just gave up and left it imperfectly perfect. Her dress was a faded yellow and matched the hells her sister had made her wear. She looked up at me curiously, and all thoughts left my head immediately. I had never seen her eyes so bright before. She was beautiful.
"It's one of the books Mama bought me for Christmas," she smiled, showing me the green-spined book. I read the name Felicity on the front before she returned it to her lap. "It's about a girl growing up in the Revolutionary period. And there's a bunch more books about other girls in different points in history. I loved these books when I was little…"
"Are they as enjoyable as they were when you were younger?" I asked. Lo nodded excitedly as she fingered the edge of the page lightly, a small smile on her face. I could tell by her expression that she treasures these books a lot.
"These books are a bit of a guilty pleasure. I still can't believe Mama remembered that I like them," Lo said softly, her voice cracking. She looked up as Darcy walked downstairs, also dressed to impress. She was wearing a tight blue dress that left nothing to the imagination. It was the complete opposite of Lo's loose and flowy dress. She sat down in an armchair and started applying makeup, opening a small compact mirror.
Lo closed her book and scooted closer to me. Her hands went up to my tie, which she focused on fixing. I admittedly hadn't done much work when it came to putting it on since I hadn't needed to dress up for anything in years. She looked up at me in mock disapproval, her eyes sparkling mischievously. She clicked her teeth as she finished with the tie.
"Out of all the amazing things you can do with your hands, I can't believe tying a tie isn't one of them," she sighed. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. I brushed some hair away from her face and smiled as we touched foreheads. Laf came downstairs five minutes later, staring at his phone. Like me, he had also left his tie undone and hanging loosely around his neck. He looked up at us with a frown on his face.
"I have some bad news, everyone. The restaurant is closed tonight… Probably for the rest of eternity."
"What, is there a rat infestation or something?" Darcy snorted, a lopsided grin on her face. It faded when she looked at Laf, who was rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "You're shitting me. The fancy restaurant Eliza picked out has rats?"
"More like cockroaches. She just texted me, saying that our reservation was cancelled." Laf sighed and looked at me apologetically. "I guess your birthday dinner isn't happening. Sorry, Alex."
"It's fine. I didn't really want to go anyway. We can order in or something," I said, looking down at Lo as she started taking her shoes off. She looked up at me with the same impish grin she had given me at breakfast and licked her lips seductively. The words she had said a few days ago came back to me. She was going to give me the blowjob of a lifetime later. My mouth went dry as she took her hair down from its braid and put it back in a ponytail. It had lost its curliness as it grew out and was back to the wavy texture it had when I'd met her.
"You guys can order pizza or something. Me and Lo are going upstairs to talk for a bit." I grabbed Lo's hand and pulled her towards the stairs, noticing Darcy's knowing stare. Lo smirked at me as we entered my room. She locked the door behind us and grinned up at me, her eyes shining bright.
"I was hoping that we'd get to do a bit more than just a quickie, Alex." She closed the short distance between us and pulled me down for a kiss, her hands fiddling with my zipper. "I had a lot of fun planned, you know."
"We don't have to go downstairs until later. And they can save our pizza for later," I spoke breathlessly as she pulled me to the bed, pushing me down gently as she pulled my pants down. I was sure my face was scarlet. I had never seen Lo look so… confident before. Dominant Lo was sexy as hell. I quickly undid my tie while she took my boxers off. She smiled up at me.
"Someone's excited!" She giggled as she started stroking me. I opened my mouth to respond, but all thoughts I had melted away the second she put her mouth on me. I moaned breathily as she started licking. She wasn't kidding about her eighteen licks. They were long, sensual, and made this blowjob the most loving one she had given me. I held the back of her head and took her hair down from its ponytail. Wavy brown locks came tumbling down as I scratched her scalp, causing her to hum happily and damn, it felt good. It was the sight of her looking up at me so lovingly that sent me over the edge. She milked me for every drop and sighed happily as she released me, giving my head a final kiss.
"I've been waiting all day for that," she murmured, licking the corners of her mouth. Damn, that was so sexy... I laid in bed, feeling exhausted, and looked up as she sat on my chest, my heart skipping a beat when I felt wetness on my stomach. Looks like I wasn't the only one that was excited. She grabbed my hands and guided them to the back of her dress. "Are you ready for your second surprise, Al?"
I unzipped the back of the dress and smiled as it fell down her body. She was wearing the lingerie Peggy had bought her for Christmas. It was dusty pink, but some parts were sheer and showed off her adorably freckled skin. Her face was bright red as I took in her body, every single dip and curve. She was beautiful, and I was determined to prove it to her. I flipped us over so that I was on top and started kissing her neck, my hands going down to her breasts. She whimpered as I gently tugged off her underwear, leaving her bare.
"I-I'm supposed to be the one making you feel- ahh…" Her sentence was cut off as I started kissing her breasts, paying extra attention to her beautiful little nubs that hardened under my attention. "Al, it's your birthday, I wanted to treat- fuck!"
"I wanted to return the favor, Lo. A lick for a lick." I gently licked the area on her right breast that I had bitten, while my hand started trailing down her body. She shivered underneath my touch, her breath coming out in quick little pants. My hand eventually reached its destination. I watched her face as I slipped a finger in her, and then another. She sighed contentedly as I started steadily fingering her. Her hand reached over to my bedside table and pulled out a condom from the drawer. She squealed in delight when I added a third finger and started to kiss her breasts more roughly. I didn't give a fuck if I left marks. I wanted to claim her.
"Alex, I want you in me," she moaned, shoving the condom into my free hand. "And none of that gentle bullshit. I want it hard."
I lost track of what happened after that, but by the time we went back downstairs for pizza and soda, we each had hickeys littering our necks and chests. Lo was a blushing mess under her sister's stare, and she couldn't make eye contact as she grabbed a few slices of sausage pizza. Darcy grinned as she took a bite of her own pizza. Laf put on a movie and sat on the couch next to her. Lo and I shared a couch. She tugged my sleeve, her eyes not meeting mine as she spoke.
"Did you like your present?" I looked down at her and saw that there was a light flush covering her cheeks. She was practically glowing. I planted a kiss to her temple and rested my chin on her hair, which was still slightly mussed up.
"I loved it, Lo."