CHAPTER FIVE
MOLLY
Nicky had fallen asleep pretty quickly after she put him in her bed. She'd crawled in next to him and had woken up with him holding her. That felt sort of nice.
Nicky stirred, then groaned. "Morning, Sunshine!" Molly greeted him.
"Oh God... My head feels like it's going to explode," Nicky mumbled.
"Welcome to your first hangover." She sat up and walked to the Keurig machine the hotel provided. Molly didn't stay at any hotel that didn't offer satisfactory caffeine. She made him a cup of the original blend. "How do you take your coffee?"
"I don't..."
"It'll help. Coffee and a ton of water. You like sweet stuff, so I'll give you a lot of sugar and a decent amount of milk, like I take it." She fixed his coffee and handed it to him before making herself a cup.
Nicky gulped it down. "This is actually pretty good... Thanks."
"No problem."
After a few minutes, she could tell he was feeling better. She made him drink two bottles of water. He seemed much better after that.
"You were sweet to take care of me," Nicky said. "I appreciate it."
Molly shrugged. "No big deal."
Nicky went to kiss her cheek. Molly felt a bit mischievous and turned so his lips landed on hers. She hadn't expected to like it, however. Nicky's lips were soft and he kissed shyly. She liked that. It was sweet. She wasn't used to sweet kisses. Most of the guys she kissed rushed through it, hungry, and eager to do way more than just kiss. Nicky waan't like that. Instead, he seemed almost curious.
Molly intensified the kiss, making it clear she was okay with him doing the same. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and he responded with a gasp against her mouth before he did the same. Soon, she wanted more. Molly always wanted more. She was a bit of a nympho maniac at times, yet another trait she knew she got from her father. She suddenly couldn't think about anything but what it would be like to fuck Nicky. He'd been in her life forever. They were insanely close. It might be different than it was with the random one night stands she was prone to. She really wanted to find out.
She slipped her hands under his shirt, pulling it off of him and running her hands over his chest. Nicky moaned and that got her going even more. She took off the t-shirt she'd slept in, happy that she had nothing but panties on underneath. She didn't wear them often, but it had seemed wrong to crawl into bed with Nicky without them. Now, she wanted them gone.
She started to rub Nicky through his boxers. That was when he pulled back. "Molly..." He practically moaned her name.
"Yeah, Nicky?" She asked.
"I... Um... It's just..." He looked embarassed. "I want to do this, but I... I've never... I mean..."
And suddenly, it clicked. "Nicky, are you still a virgin?"
He couldn't look at her as he nodded. "Well, everyone starts off that way, right?" She shrugged. "Are you sure, though? It's okay if you aren't ready. I'll understand."
He looked at her then. "I'm sure."
She smiled. "Then don't worry about it. I'm a good teacher." She proceeded to remove her panties and pull down his boxers before getting on her knees in front of him. She paid close attention to his needs before he couldn't stand being blown anymore, and only then did she slide him inside of her.
When it was over, Nicky collapsed beside her, sweaty and exhausted. For a virgin, he's pretty damn good, she thought. Natural talent counts for a lot. She ran her fingers through his hair, watching him as he slept. When his phone rang, she grabbed it before it could wake him.
"Where the hell are you, Nicky?" Keith demanded without waiting for her to speak. "Dad is gonna kill me if he realizes you didn't come back to the hotel last night!"
"Chill, Keith," Molly said. "Nicky's with me. He's fine."
"Molly?" Keith hesitated. "What happened?"
"I brought him back to my room and forced him to be my teddybear." She hated lying to Keith, but she'd promised Nicky no one would find out he'd been drinking.
"Well, send him back to me, okay? We're supposed to meet our parents in a half hour."
"Expect Nicky Standard Time. He's asleep. I'll wake him up in a minute. Later." She hung up. Then she walked over to Nicky and kissed his forehead.
He woke up and smiled at her. "Did that really happen?" He asked.
Molly laughed. "Yeah. Now get up and shower. You're supposed to meet up with the parentals and your brother."
"Crap!" Reality seemed to come back to him. "I've got to hurry."
"Which is why I won't be showering with you," Molly teased. Nicky blushed and stuttered his way to the bathroom.
You're evil, she told herself. What had she been thinking? Nicky was gorgeous and she loved him like family, but she was a casual sex kind of girl and he was a virgin who probably expected this to mean more than it did.
When Nicky came out, she kissed him and sent him on his way. Then she jumped in the shower and got dressed. She walked down the hall and knocked on a door. The frizzy-haired person who answered smiled when he saw her.
"Hey, Molly!" Colby Lopez, a.k.a. Seth Rollins, said. He hugged her.
"Is that Molly? Come here and give me a hug, Baby Girl," Joe Anoa'i, or Roman Reigns, called.
Molly walked into the room and hugged him. She spotted her father still lying on his bed, trying to ignore the world. His hair was even messier than usual. Molly knelt down on the floor beside his bed and said, "I humbly request an audience with He Who Hath Sired Me. In return, I will provide food, most likely of the burger variety. Please tell me if this is satisfactory."
Her father began petting her head, still not opening his eyes. "I will also provide copious amounts of caffeine," Molly added.
He mumbled something that sounded like, "Fuckingtimeisitfuckokayfinecoffee" before pulling her up onto the bed with him. He buried his face in her hair and took several deep breaths before saying, "Audience granted, Offspring." He looked at Colby and Joe. "Go."
"See you later, Baby Girl," Joe said.
"Later, Molly," Colby added. They left. Molly allowed her father to snuggle her for another minute before he got up and zombie-walked to the bathroom. A short time later, he came back out, still exhausted but looking more alert.
DEAN
They found a spot for lunch quickly enough. As promised, Molly ordered him a double cheeseburger with tomato and bacon, fries, and soda. She ordered herself an identical meal. Dean waited until the food arrived to push for answers.
"So what's wrong?" He asked her.
"I did something bad, oh wise and loving Sire."
"What did you do?"
She stared at her burger as she replied, "Nicky..."
Dean choked on his soda. Recovering, he asked, "Nicky Orton?"
"Um... Yeah, sort of..."
"I didn't expect that." He'd never seen Nicky so much as flirt with anyone, and now he'd slept with his daughter?
"Neither did I."
"So what's the part that was bad?"
"He was sort of a virgin... Am I awful? Is this sending me to Hell?"
Dean looked deep into her eyes. "As long as Nicky wanted to do this, there's nothing evil or bad about it."
"But I'm not a relationship person, and I think he is..."
"So be honest with him, and as long as you do, it'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive." He squeezed her hand. "You, my Offspring, are a good person. If you weren't, you wouldn't care."
She nodded. "Thank you for your wisdom."
"Thank you for this burger." He took another bite and was relieved to see Molly relax. Is it weird that my kid slept with the kid of someone I slept with? He wondered. He and Corri had messed around before she'd tried monogamy for Randy. I guess it's genetic. My genes are attracted to her genes or something.
He decided to let the thought go as he watched his daughter eat her burger and fidget with her fork. Sometimes, looking at Molly amazed him. She looked so much like him, only somehow she was beautiful. Dean didn't find himself particularly good looking, although his fangirls seemed to disagree, but his features worked well on Molly. They were softer, but still tough and wild. She sat like him, ate like him, and laughed like him. They had developed their own special language over the years, speaking of sires and offsprings and aliens and general weirdness. He always understood her, and she always understood him. Her mother may have abandoned her, but it was the best thing that had ever happened to him. This no-longer-so-tiny human completed him when he hadn't even known he was missing something.
"I love you, Offspring," he informed her.
"Sappy. Ditto," she replied.
They ate in a comfortable silence after that. Even though Molly had planned to pay, Dean paid for their food. He was pretty sure dads were supposed to pay for shit, even if his own had never been around much.
"Sire?" Molly asked as they were leaving.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"Do you think Nicky's going to hate me now?"
"I seriously doubt that."
"I do this all the time and it's no big deal, but it's Nicky. He's fragile. What if I break his heart?"
"You won't. And he's not as fragile as you think. He's Corri's."
"He's sensitive."
"So don't be a bitch about it. Just be you, Molly. He loves who you are. This won't change that."
"Keith will kill me if I hurt his brother."
"See, if you were going to go for one of them, I always thought it would be Keith."
"Wait, what? You've thought about this?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, you guys grew up together. Those boys both followed you around from day one. It occurred to me that you might end up with one of them at some point, but Keith always made more sense."
"Why?" She seemed genuinely curious.
"It's just the way you two are together. He gets you. He never expects you to be anyone but exactly who you are, and when you get upset, if you don't come to me, you go straight to him. Every time."
"You've been paying more attention than I thought."
"You'd be surprised."
She nodded. "Okay, angst session over. I'm good."
"You sure? We could get ice cream or something."
Her face lit up. Then she pouted and dramatically wailed, "Oh, beloved Sire, my life is so full of Suck! There is only one cure for my broken soul!"
"Chunky Monkey?"
"With chocolate sprinkles."
"This is a three-scoop-waffle-cone day, isn't it?"
"Undoubtedly."
"Come, Offspring! I shall cure your broken soul with sugar, as it is and always has been our way."
It made Dean feel better that, no matter how old she got, taking Molly out for ice cream always made her feel better.
SARAYA
When Saraya got back to her hotel room, she dialed her mum. She was so frustrated by the comments Danny had made the day before. She needed her mum. She always made everything better.
As Saraya recounted the news to her mum, she listened patiently. Then she said, "I do hope my lovely grandbaby punched that prat right in his bloody mouth!"
"Her cousins did, actually, from what I understand," Saraya said.
"Good boys. How dare he imply that's not my baby granddaughter? I love that child more than I can ever say. He can sod off, the bloody git! That girl is my heart, and if he ever sees her in a fight, he'll never doubt she's part of our family!"
"Exactly."
"Saraya... Luv, when can you all come visit?"
Saraya was surprised by the abrupt change of subject. "In London? I don't know, Mum. Cayla's got a lot of work to do, and I've got gigs, and now Trixie's got shows to do, too."
"I miss you. Try to make time, luv. Please? For me? Indulge an old grandmum?"
"Oh shut it, you're not some old grandmummy! You're as young as ever."
"You're too kind to me."
"I love you, Mum. I'll try to work something out, but it's going to be a bit I'm afraid."
"That's alright, Luv. I understand. Just don't be a stranger."
Saraya laughed. "I call you every other day."
"Better not stop, or I'll come hunt you down!"
Cayla peaked her head in. Saraya smiled at her. "I've got to go, Mum. I'll call you soon. I love you!"
"Love you, too, Saraya. And if anyone else picks on my grandbaby, you tell 'em Sweet Saraya's coming for them and the sweet part's a lie."
Saraya laughed. "Bye, Mum. Give Dad my love!"
"I will."
Saraya hung up. "So, what's on our agenda today?" She asked.
"Actually, I'm free for the next few hours." Cayla wrapped her arms around her. Saraya loved the way that made her feel, even after all these years. Between Cayla and her mum, she felt a million times better.
"Are you propositioning me, Cay?"
Cayla grinned and kissed her in response. Saraya let everything else slip her mind as she lost herself in Cayla's arms.