Phillips and Erskine learn a little more about each other while Howard teaches Steve what a bad influence he is! ;)
All Abby can think about is the hand on her back, and how warm it feels when she's led into the bar. Philips is kind, but his presence sends a warning to others. His officer rank is shiny and gold on his black brimmed hat upon his head, daring anyone to challenge. People aren't stupid enough to go through with hitting a high ranking officer. Abby sat down on a stool next to him. Her legs were crossed and she fidgeted with her now dark ebony curl in her fingers. Chester tried not to stare and suddenly he felt like a fool for doing this. Erskine was a man…woman, of science and he wasn't; they had very little in common. Not to mention that Erskine had a damned family. Though he doubted that the scientist's wife would want him like this…
Phillips' eyes stared at her bronze legs, thankfully she hadn't noticed as she ordered a beer.
"You know you have to drink something pink, red, or brightly colored now right?"
Erskine's cute brow furrowed.
"Are you pouting?" Phillips chuckled, "You have to get a girly drink… just for me." He smiled.
She huffed and changed her order to something on the margarita list, with extra fruit or whatever was in it. Phillips laughed when the bright green drink was placed in front of her.
She gingerly raised the glass as sipped. Phillips watched in earnest and excitement.
"Holy…" She couldn't finish her sentence. The drink was positively sweet and very much lethal!
The Colonel enjoyed watching those dark cheeks burn a bright red.
"Mighty powerful huh?" He joked.
She handed him the glass.
"We'll see what all the fuss is about." He tossed it back and smacked his lips…
His eyes bulged and his face went red as it took effect.
They both laughed. He ordered two beers while they laughed harder…
He was having fun…They were having fun.
"Care to dance?" He asked. She looked surprised, but humbly accepted. The liquor helped, obviously.
She tiptoed with him across the wooden floor; his boots thudding as they went. She grabbed another glass, purple this time, and downed it.
"Maybe I should watch out for you." He joked.
"I deserve a drink…" She scoffed. He grinned like the Cheshire cat and took her by the hand.
"Wait!" She shouted. He looked up, puzzled.
"I have never danced before." She blushed. Phillips couldn't take much more of the drinking party girl or this shy mysterious one…He couldn't decide.
"I'll lead." He ordered.
"Is that your officer voice I hear?" She laughed uncertainly.
"Indeed Ma'm." He huskily whispered in her ear. He took her hand and placed his other on her hip.
He wondered what she looked like without the coat. He shook his head nervously as tried to banish the thought.
It got harder to stray his mind from these thoughts when she brushed against his legs as he twirled her.
Fucking tease… The Colonel laughed as she swayed to the music; obviously having the time of her life, he thought. It's probably her first time having or doing anything remotely fun…
He snorted a laughed as she reached for another frighteningly nuclear green drink. After twon more, she ended up dancing far closer to him than she realized.
The Colonel was blushing…like a damned adolescent.
He pressed against her, following her moves. Her scent filled his mind as she leaned in closer, for a slow dance. His senses were rigid and crackled with awareness. He fucking new she was playing with him. Phillips decided he could play this too. He wanted to watch her swoon.
Both his hands went to her hips and his brow raised.
"Nice figure…" He guessed, teasing his fingers over her clothed hips.
She blushed, just as he anticipated…
They walked from the dance scene and lingered towards the exit.
"Hang on…" He smiled at her as he left towards the bar. Phillips paid the bill and met Abby in the corner. They exited the bar and breathed the refreshing cool night air.
"Guess the ending result isn't what you expected, but is it better?" He asked. Her honey brown eyes looked up at him, reflecting off the warm streetlights.
"I mean… How does it feel to start over again with a second chance?" He asked.
"It feels good… better actually." She smiled shyly. Phillips was suddenly aware of how close they were.
"It's very cold out, yes?" She said.
It wasn't a question…
Phillips watched as her eyes closed; he should've known this was going to happen, but he didn't give a damn.
He leaned in and kissed her…
Howard POV
Howard snorted as he leaned in closer to his squeeze. He was suddenly aware of how his arm was sore as shit and he untangled it from the car seat.
"Fuck… oww." He snorted. His voice caused Steve to rise as well. The kid was so damned small that he fir like a little glove into the seat, Howard wasn't jealous at all…
He smiled as he watched those impossibly blue eyes open, then widen as he looked at Stark's dark eyes in the bright light of the full moon. Steve gasped as he looked up and saw the big dipper, canis minor and the big dipper, along with countless other stars. He looked over at Howard and saw the entire universe reflect through those almost black eyes.
"I love you." Steve whispered. Howard grinned and reached for his hand. He needed more of this man… again… forever.
Howard leaned over Steve and planted a firm kiss on his mouth. Steve's teeth pulled on his lip and Stark found himself to be hard already.
Steve was mewling again as Howard covered him with kisses, starting with those pale cheeks, all the way to those elegant pointed shoulders. Howard's tongue trailed over them; his teeth grazed a shoulder blade, causing Steve to shudder.
Damn…He could do him all night…
Howard grinned madly as he watched Steve's excitement literally grow; right between his legs. He licked the tip of Steve's cock playfully, drawing a gasp from the other man.
"I was thinking…" he licked some more, "that we could do some fondueing… again"
Steve shuddered as his delicate hands clasped Howard's dark hair that stuck out at every angle.
It didn't take long for Howard's talented tongue to bring Steve over. His lips drew over the tip of Steve, then back down.
"Aaahhh!" Steve gasped as Howard's mouth filled with warmth. Howard grinned as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
Steve panted, but managed a laugh.
Neither of them expected something bad to happen…
Howard was busy running his hands through Steve's blonde hair, fixing it up.
Sirens wailed around the bend of dirt road, cops were on their way.
"HOLY SHIT!" Howard shouted as he shot up from his seat, completely naked. He cranked the engine on and prayed for the gas to get them the fuck out of there.
"Come on you son of a bitch!" Howard hissed at the car. The officer was getting out and walking towards them.
"Fuck meeeeee!" Howard slammed his bare foot on the gas pedal and pulled up the lever that read
Do not pull in case of emergency…
He yanked it upward and the Cadillac surged forward. The car not only went off the cliff, but over it. Clouds whizzed past them.
Steve screamed…
Howard roared with laughter as the car floated and rolled over the lining of the clouds. He grabbed Steve by the neck and kissed him roughly.
"Ha ha Did ya see HIS face!" Howard snorted with arrogance.
The car vibrated and slowly started to give out.
"Hooowwwaaarrrrdddd!" Steve screamed and covered his eyes.
Howard slammed on the breaks and fought to lower the car to the ground. He managed to land it down near some hick town bar on the outskirts of town.
"Holy fuck that was awesome!" Howard laughed boisterously. Steve was shaken, but alright.
He apparently didn't get carsick, but he was shaking from the adrenaline, but also probably from the cold as well. Howard grabbed his brown wool-lined coat and placed in over his shoulders until he could find all their clothes. He ended up putting his dress shirt on Steve again.
God he loved the way Steve's hands barely peeked through the cuffs of the shirt.
"Blue is a good look on you." He cooed and kissed him on the cheek. Howard found an older shirt, which was some off white yellow in the backseat.
Once they were both dressed and out of danger, which was mainly caused by Howard, they made their way through part of the parking lot. Howard looked near the entrance and saw a familiar face…
What Colonel Phillips doing here? Howard was pulling his suspenders over his shirt when he saw the woman. It was Erskine…
"Hmm…" He murmured.
Then Colonel Phillps leaned in and kissed her. Howard's eyes grew three times their size.
"Steve! C'mon quick!" He grabbed blindly for him and yanked him towards the spot where he was standing. Steve stumbled in front of him and shrugged.
"It's Phillips and a lady, what's the big fuss?" He questioned. Howard's hands went and held Steve's chin in place.
"Look at THAT woman!" He hissed.
Steve's blue eyes squinted and then widened.
"Oh my God Erskine!" Howard covered his mouth and they both jumped up and down.
"I knew that fucker was gay!" Howard laughed.
"No… technically he is a she right now…" Steve brought the question to light.
Howard refused to believe him and pulled him back to the now severely dented Cadillac.
"Oh man how am I going to face him?" His dark brows rose exaggeratedly over his forehead.
"My turn." Steve smiled shyly and dropped to his knees. Howard's eyes glazed over as those full lips encased half of growing erection.
"Steve…" Howard's gaze was hazy, but he kept a lookout around the parking lot. He bit his lip as Steve's tongue ran up the side of…
"Dammit Steve, feels great." His hands wove through Steve's baby soft hair. Howard's hips jutted slightly as he fought for control.
"No, wait…stop. We have to do this the right way." He pulled Steve back up and buttoned his now strained pants. He grabbed Steve by the hand and pulled him across to the bar, laughing the whole way.
The other couple was still kissing. Howard grinned madly as he held the door open for Steve. The blond gently sat down on one of the stools and waited while Howard casually ordered some drinks. Howard peeked back at Steve to make sure he was okay. He saw some familiar faces from the other day at the diner. Howard twitched and instinctively flexed his arm. He kept a calm façade around the assholes, three of them in fact. Steve was outnumbered, but Howard knew the kid would fight until he died.
Howard knew…
He turned towards the first one and smiled at Steve as he placed three fingers of whiskey in front of him. Howard stepped in between them and Steve and tossed back the whiskey like it was nothing.
"So boys... which one of you wants to go first?" Howard could talk the talk and walk the walk…obviously.
He leaned towards the biggest one and kicked him in the shin. Steve gasped and stood next to his lover. Howard laughed and held up his fists, Steve mirrored the image, but seemed far less threatening. Howard slammed his fist into the bigger man's jaw and turned with a roundhouse kick to the kid behind Steve. Howard handed Steve a plate and he cracked it over the last guys head. Howard snatched up the drink and gathered Steve in his arms.
They were both laughing as he floored it out of there.
"How much do you weight, less than a hundred pounds?" Howard said excitedly as he rushed to their car.
"Actually yes… I do." Steve smiled and buried his face in Howard's chest. He grinned and sat Steve in the passenger seat and placed the drink in his hand.
"Go on, drink it!" Howard smiled and placed a hand on the hood of the car. Steve eyed it warily and drank it.
"Hell yeah!" Howard shouted and he started the engine and brought Steve to his house.
"Have you ever gone skinny dipping?" Howard asked.
So this is another chapter… I've suddenly become OBSESSED with this story all over again. I love you all and thanks for the quick reviews! I may write another chappy tomorrow! Goodnight guys!