* Please Review! This is kind of a filler/fluff chapter.*
Once they were dressed, Travis took her hand and led her to the door. When they opened it, the other room mates looked at them. Derrick was at the breakfast bar with a bowl of cereal. His eyebrows were up. Jones was on the couch, smiling at them both. Saint blushed but smiled as she took a hold of her and Travis' combined hands.
" Well that was fast. Damn." Derrick said. " Guess Travis is a two pump chump."
" Fuck off." Travis said with a grin.
" We were already done." Saint snapped.
Derrick laughed as Travis and Saint pulled apart. Travis made his way to the stairs why Saint went to Derrick. They grinned at each other before he ran up the stairs. He took them two at a time until he reached the top. He jogged to the windows and opened one up. He wanted to smoke quickly then take her back to bed. He stepped outside as Saint sat down beside Derrick.
" Lucky Charms?" Derrick asked as he held his spoon to Saint.
" Yeah." She moved to take a bite but Derrick yanked his spoon back suddenly.
" Wait!" He said. " Did you suck Travis' dick?" Saint frowned and blushed again.
" What?" She snapped.
" Did you suck Travis' dick?" He asked again.
" Why?" She asked.
" Well because, if you sucked Travis' dick then you and I share a spoon, it will be like I sucked his dick and I am not okay with it." Derrick said.
" Just give me the spoon." Saint snapped.
" So you didn't suck his dick? Poor guy." Derrick said as he brought the spoon back up. She slipped it into her mouth at the same time Derrick said, " You should suck his dick."
" Derrick!" Jones said as she turned around and Saint choked on the cereal.
" What? Every guy should get his dick sucked." Derrick said to Jones. He shrugged and looked back at Saint. " Every guy, Saint." The window upstairs opened then closed a second before Travis started back down the stairs. Saint shook her head at Derrick and stood up.
" I'm going back to my room." She said. Jones smiled, Derrick grinned, Travis started towards her room without a word to the other two.
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Three days later:
" Trav?" Saint called out as she walked into the loft.
" The room!" Travis called back. They were using Travis' room as his work station only. They played together and slept in her room because her bed was bigger than his. So they called her room ' their room' and his room ' the room'. Saint walked into Travis' room as he was walking across it. He grinned at her, making her smile. " How was class?" He asked as he took her bag from her.
" Good." She said. He set her bag down at the same time she took her coat off.
" I have something to show you." Travis said. He turned around and hurried to one of his walls that was covered by a big curtain. Saint walked over to his bed and took off her shoes. She climbed on to his bed and yanked up his blanket. He faced her, waiting until she had herself wrapped up tight. " You ready?" He asked.
" Sure." She said. He grinned and gave her his back again.
" So you know I took those shots of you, right? I had to make an art project so I took my favorite shot, " He moved to one side of the curtain and yanked it down. " and I made you an angel."
She watched as the curtain fell to the floor. Her breath caught, making him face her with a unsure smile. He brought his left hand to his lip where he rubbed it. Her eyes were glued to the picture he had blown up and pieced together. He shifted his weight to his right leg and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked back at the picture then at her, still while rubbing his lip.
" Do you like it?" He asked quietly.
The picture was of one she hadn't known he had taken. She was turned partially to the side and was looking down with the veil covering her face, shoulders, arms, and chest. Her smile was small and pretty. Her eyes were downcast. He had made everything in the picture black and grey. Her skin was pale and almost glowed. Coming out of her back was a pair of huge, white wings. He had made the edges of the wings look hazy.
" Is that me?" She whispered. Travis smiled and started to tap against his bottom lip.
" Yeah. I was calling it, A beautiful Saint but I changed the name." He said.
" To what?" She asked, never taking her eyes from the picture.
" My beautiful Saint." He said. Finally her eyes shifted to his face.
" I don't know what to say." She said.
" Do you like it?" Travis asked again.
" I love it. I can't believe that's me." She said. Travis smiled and walked over to her. He sat down beside her, still looking at her as she looked back at the picture. " What you did is amazing."
" You are amazing. I just added the wings and played with the color." He said.
Saint looked back at him and smiled. She threw his blanket off him and jumped up. She climbed onto his lap, laughing. Travis grinned and took a hold of her hips. The past three days he had been the aggressor when it came to the physical things. He took her hand to hold it. He wrapped his arms around her neck before she would touch him. He kissed her. He started the sex they had been having.
Saint's arms went around his neck as she pressed her lips to his. She pressed against him, making them fall back. Travis was hard right away and it didn't hurt that she was grinding against him. They moved fast. Clothes were pulled off and flung around his room. He was breathing hard and again couldn't understand how Nick had been able to keep his hands off her. Saint was almost panting as Travis landed back down so she could climb back on top of him.
" The door and Mr. Sexy." Travis whispered as he threw his hand into her hair. She smashed her mouth into his at the same time she slipped him inside her. Travis threw his head back and groaned at the sudden burst of feelings that swept over him.
" We don't need that right now." Saint panted. She put one hand on his chest and the other by his head. She moved fast and hard on him. Her hair fell over her shoulders and framed his face. He held on tight to her hips, thrusting up then pulling back.
" Holy shit, slow down or I'm..."
He couldn't get the words out before she break apart on top on him. Travis opened his eyes, loving to see her face when she had an orgasm. His hands moved to her ass as he rocked inside her. He trembled and threw his head back with his eyes closed a few seconds later. This was one of his favorite times. He was buried deep in her, sending himself flying through her.
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Travis and Derrick were walking down the steps of one of the building when the door on the floor level opened. Saint and Jones walked in, ending any hopes Derrick had of Travis paying attention to him. Travis' eyes were trained on his girlfriend who was smiling at Jones. His face broke out into his grin. At Derrick's curse, Travis hit him in the stomach and took off.
" Saint!" He called out.
Her head snapped up to the stairs as he hurried towards her, pushing people out of his way. She smiled and left their other room mate. Jones grinned up at Derrick who just rolled his eyes. Travis and Saint met at the bottom of the steps. He grabbed her neck, she grabbed his sides, and they kissed hard. His tongue swept into her mouth. She pressed herself against his and moved her hands to his chest.
" Hi." She whispered.
" Hey, how's your day?" He asked. Saint smiled as they looked at each other. He always asked her about her day and her classes.
" You two are disgusting. If I had known you'd be all over each other like this, I would have never pushed for you guys to date." Derrick muttered as he walked past them.
" Leave them alone. They're cute." Jones said. Travis and Saint took hands and the four of them started to walk back towards the door.
" You're just jealous." Saint said as she smiled at Derrick. He was on her left and Travis was on her right. Derrick grinned and laughed. He grabbed Saint by her shoulders and pulled her away from Travis. He put his hands on her shoulders and started to rub them.
" You're right. I am. Mr. Sexy has never been used so much in his life. I mean, you guys are having sex like two or three times a day. I only wish I could get that lucky." He said, making them laugh.
" It's creepy that you are keeping track of them." Jones said.
" I'm creepy." Derrick said, keep Saint in front of him as they walked. A short haired girl walked in between Travis and Derrick, lightly hitting Travis in the shoulder.
" Hey Travis." She said as she passed them. The four stopped and turned to look at her as she smiled at Travis.
" Ah, hey. Susan, right?" Travis asked. Saint frowned, knowing it was the girl Travis had asked out at the bar before.
" Yeah, that's right." Susan said. " How have you been?" Travis brought his left hand to his chin and started rubbing it.
" I have been...great. Yeah, yeah, really good. You?" He asked.
" I'm good. So I was wondering, did you still want to get that drink?" She asked. Travis dropped his arm and smiled.
" Ah, you know, I can't." To Saint's surprise, Travis reached forward and took a hold of her arm. He pulled her to him. " I have a girlfriend now." Saint smiled and blushed. Derrick groaned and rolled his eyes while Jones laughed. Travis hook his arm around Saint's neck. " Yeah, I have a girlfriend."
And that was how things went for them. The group still went out but Travis and Saint stayed glued to each other. She'd sit on his lap with her arm around his shoulders and his around her waist. They talked quietly together, laughing or kissing. They listened to Derrick's groans and whining while they made out. They teased him or ignored him. Then they'd leave, retreating to her room and locking themselves inside.
Two weeks of dating:
Saint was sitting at her desk, working on a paper. She was alone in her room with Jones and Travis in class and Derrick sleeping on the couch. She stretched her arms over her head and smiled to herself. Being with Travis was easy and fun. They were always encouraging and helping each other. He always wanted to know how things were going for her and the touching... He was always touching her. He kissed her before they left each other in the morning and when they met up during the day or evening. He held her hand or would touch her shoulders, arms, or lower back. He made her feel as though he couldn't get enough of her and that made her feel amazing. She smiled to herself as she thought of Travis. Her phone starting ringing, pulling her straight out of her warm, pleasant thoughts.
" Hello?" She asked without looking at the caller ID.
" Guess what?" Nick's voice made her sit up straight and frown.
" What do you want?" She asked.
" I decided to be done being mad at you."
" What?" She asked.
" I am done being mad at you. I am ready to be with you again. So I will be coming to see you tomorrow. Don't worry about picking me up. I am getting a rental car and will be coming to the loft tomorrow evening. We will be going out to dinner, you can tell me you are sorry and we will pick up where we left off. I have to go now, Sweetheart but I look forward to seeing you." Without another word, Nick hung up his phone.
Travis walked into the loft a few minutes later. He rubbed his hands together and blew air into them as he hurried to her room. He tossed his bag on to Derrick, startling his friend and waking him up. Derrick pushed the bag off and rolled over to go back to sleep while Travis laughed. He walked into her room, shut her door and made his way to Saint who was sitting at her desk, staring at her paper.
" Hey." He said as he took a hold of her shoulders. He bend down and kissed her neck.
" Hey." She said quietly. Travis frowned and moved to lean against her desk.
" What's wrong?" He asked. She sat back in the chair and bit down into her lip nervously.
" Nick just called me." She said. Travis held his breath and crossed his arms over his chest. He frowned and started to rub his chin. His eyes shifted away from her.
" Oh." He said.
" He's planning on showing up here tomorrow night." Saint said. Travis nodded and looked back at her.
" Why?" He asked.
" He thinks we are going to get back together. He said he was done being mad at me and he'd be here tomorrow night. He wants us to talk and he hung up." She said.
" And what are you going to tell him?" Travis asked,
" I'm going to call him back and say that we're together." She said.
" You sure you want to do that?" Travis asked.
" Of course. Why wouldn't I?" Travis shrugged and looked away as he dropped his arms to take a hold of her desk. Saint stood up and put herself between his legs. She put her hands on his chest. " Don't be mad, Travs. I'm trying to be honest with you. If I didn't want you to know he called, I didn't have to tell you." Travis sighed and took a hold of her hips.
" I just don't want you to start regretting being with me." He said.
" I don't. I promise. Do you want to be here when I call him?" She asked. Travis looked down at her phone. He grabbed it and pulled up Nick's number. She laughed and smiled as he brought it to his ear.
" Hey Sweetheart. Couldn't wait until tomorrow?" Nick asked. Travis' arm tighten on her waist.
" Ah, hey, this is Travis." He said. Saint's hands slipped up to his shoulders.
" What the hell do you want? Why are you calling from my girlfriend's phone?" Nick snapped.
" Yeah, here's the thing. She's not your girlfriend anymore. She's mine. Saint and I are a couple now so there is no reason for you to come." Travis said as he clicked on her speaker phone.
" Let me talk to her." Nick said.
" I'm right here." Saint said. There was a slight pause before Nick spoke again.
" Are you dating Travis now?" He asked.
" Yes." She said. Travis' fingers slipped under her shirt and he was making slow circles against her.
" I see." Nick said.
" There is no reason for you to come here." Travis said.
" Well okay." Nick said. " I hope you two are happy." Without another word, Nick ended the call.