Preparing

A/N: Staff meeting and Summer Fair coming real soon! Wooo!

"We should put Lyla with Daryl and Finn on drinks and the chocolate fountain." AJ nodded, pacing at the foot of Punk's bed, wearing nothing but his t-shirt whilst she looked at her work diary. Meanwhile Punk was leaning up against the headboard just watching her pace back and forth.

"Why?" Punk asked.

"Lyla is the most pragmatic. Becca would end up bullying them and I can't exactly get Shiv to work with them, can I?" AJ said.

"Ok, fair point." Punk nodded.

"Then I was thinking me and Shiv can handle the cakes and pastries. Whilst Becca can help you with the sandwiches." AJ said, "I think it could work."

"I'm a little scared of Becca, I won't lie to you." Punk admitted.

"We're all scared of her." AJ shrugged, "But she's quick and she's good at taking directions which will be good for doing the sandwiches." AJ nodded.

"If you think it will work." Punk nodded along.

"You don't seem convinced." She laughed a little, "Let me know if you'd rather do it a different way." She nodded.

They were just two weeks away from the Summer Fair and were starting to put their plans to action. AJ was working hard on perfecting her new Puerto Rican sweet treats she was planning on selling whilst Punk was working on which sandwiches to sell on the day. Punk even had Daryl and Finn stay late last night to try out multiple kinds of iced lattes. He didn't think running a coffee shop would ever be this serious, but he loved having something to focus on and care about again after losing his last job so devastatingly.

AJ and Punk had been on several more dates also whilst sleeping together pretty much every night. It was like floating on a dreamy cloud whenever they spent time together. And a constant ache was developing whenever they were apart.

"I would put Shiv and Daryl together." Punk shrugged.

"Phil." AJ tutted, "No, we're not doing that."

"Why not? They need to talk. Preferably before Shiv goes to college." Punk said. Another thing he didn't expect when he moved here was how invested he would be in other people's business. It seemed contagious in this town.

"I'm not forcing them to work together. That's cruel." AJ said.

"It's what I would do." Punk shrugged, "I'd have Daryl and Shiv work drinks. Finn, Lyla and me on sandwiches and you, Becca and Shiv on your cakes and pastries." Punk nodded.

"Shiv won't agree to it." AJ shook her head.

"We're the bosses." Punk hummed.

"That's abuse of power." AJ told him, "And if we do ask them to work together, they'll just mess up orders and the whole thing will go to shit. Do you want that?" She asked.

"I don't think they'll mess up orders. I think they'll be good together. They might even have fun." Punk shrugged.

"I don't know." AJ said nervously, still pacing at the foot of the bed.

"Well, the staff meeting is tomorrow so… we gotta decide." Punk nodded.

"Oh, I forgot to show you something." AJ said, scrambling out of his bedroom and wandering away into the living room to find her bag which she'd dropped when she first arrived before jumping his bones.

"What is it?" Punk waited patiently as she returned holding a white box.

"I got them made." AJ smiled happily, jumping onto the bed and kneeling beside him as she handed him the box.

"Brewberry and Brewks." Punk noticed the fancy writing on the white box.

"It's cake boxes. For people buying any cakes or pastries. And I got you some paper which has the same design on it for wrapping the sandwiches up." AJ smiled.

"This is nice." Punk smiled, liking how it looked, "Good thinking."

"I know, I'm a genius." AJ nodded, "They look pretty dope, right?"

"They're good." Punk nodded. He was amazed every day by her thoughtfulness. She really had the biggest heart. Always thinking about others and planning ahead. He loved it.

"How did you even come up with your coffee shop name? Is it just a play on your surname?" AJ asked him.

"Pretty much." Punk nodded, "What about you?"

"When me and Lyla first opened up the shop, the first thing we ever sold was Blueberry Muffins." AJ nodded, "So we sat down one night trying to brainstorm names for the coffee shop and I suggested the Blueberry Café." AJ explained, "Lyla thought it was too cheesy. So, we improvised."

"It's a good name." Punk nodded, "What does your aunt think of it?" He asked curiously. He knew her aunt was the most important person in her life.

"She loves it. The first time she visited it she started crying." AJ smiled.

"Is she a good baker too?" Punk asked.

"I don't think she's baked anything in her life." AJ chuckled, "After I was raped and I was staying with her for a while, she'd go out and buy me all the ingredients because she noticed how much I was baking. I didn't speak very much during that time, but she'd always have the cupboards filled with stuff for me to turn into cakes or pastries." AJ nodded, "I think she saw that it was some kind of therapy for me."

"So, she endorsed it." Punk smiled.

"Very much." AJ nodded.

"She sounds great." Punk nodded.

"She's the best." AJ nodded, looking over at him, "Is it weird I'm kinda nervous for the Fair?"

"No. I guess it's a big deal. But I think it'll go down well." Punk assured her, taking her hand and squeezing it reassuringly as she smiled.

"I haven't forgot about the gigantic teddy bear you're going to win for me." She reminded him.

"I haven't forgot either." Punk chuckled, "I'm more nervous about making sure I win you the biggest bear than how our stall is going to go." He said as she chuckled, leaning over and kissing him softly.

"Any bear will do but… I would like a big one." She nodded, staying close to his face so she could kiss him again.

"You'd like a big one?" Punk murmured against her lips.

"You're such a child." AJ shoved his face lightly as he chuckled, rolling them over so he was on top of her. Her legs immediately parted for him as he settled into her, pressing her hands into the mattress on either side of her head to keep him from completely crushing her.

"Trying to think of all the places I want to fuck you." He admitted as she grinned, "Still haven't bent you over a table in your shop yet." He whispered in her ear as he began kissing her neck as she chuckled.

"You will not desecrate my sacred place." She made clear as he chuckled.

They'd pretty much screwed in any available place. The car. The couch. The kitchen. The shower. Punk's coffee shop. Twice. Most often than not it wasn't because they wanted to try it in a new place but because they couldn't wait to get to one of their beds. There was a desperation in their relationship that neither of them had experienced before and it was exhilarating.

"But I really want to." Punk said, continuing to kiss her neck, cupping her breasts over his t-shirt as she continued to laugh a little.

"Tough." AJ stood her ground.

"It'll happen." Punk hummed cockily, "Get this off." He mumbled, pulling his t-shirt off her as she sat up a little for him to pull it over her head, tossing it behind him carelessly.

"Is this really different for you?" She asked. Everything was going so well. Incredibly well. But she still got nagged by different doubts in her mind that perhaps she was enjoying herself more than him.

"Yes. It's different." Punk assured her, looking into her eyes, "I was beginning to think maybe I have a weird sex addiction or something but… it's you. You're the addiction." He nodded as she smiled, "I've never wanted someone this bad before."

"I'm right here." She said quietly, pushing his chest and rolling them over so she was on top of him, straddling his hips.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever known." He said, gazing up at her as she straddled his body. Her long wavy dark hair messy all over her face, her lips he wanted to kiss forever and her huge brown eyes he got lost in. Her sweet, golden, soft skin. Her perky breasts, not overwhelming but the perfect fit for his hands. He was mesmerised by her.

"You make me feel beautiful." She whispered, leaning down and kissing him softly, "And sexy." She kissed down his throat, "And confident." She continued kissing down his body, swirling her tongue over his nipple along the way, "And loved." She whispered, reaching the bottom of his stomach where that glorious V line appeared, as if directing her down to what she wanted the most.

Punk watched her as she began stroking him up and down with her hand, moaning gratefully. They were definitely in tune with each other's bodies by now. They knew everything the other enjoyed. The right places to touch and tease.

She didn't waste time before wrapping her mouth around his length, sucking the tip of him first before taking more of him into her mouth. He was convinced sometimes she was desperate to fit all of him in, and sometimes she managed with blew his mind, and his head.

"Fuck." He moaned, placing his hand on the back of her head as he felt her go up and down, the inside of her mouth feeling as good as velvet.

"Do you want to take me from behind?" She whispered whilst continuing to use her hand on him, stroking his now wet, hard length up and down.

"What do you think?" Punk laughed a little, watching her as she shuffled to the side of him.

He sat up and knelt behind her as she positioned herself in front of him on all fours. He definitely believed her when she said he brought the confidence out in her.

He reached down and stroked her for a few moments, making sure she was wet and prepared before he lined himself up with her entrance and pushed himself inside of her.

"Oh, fuck." AJ gasped, gripping the bed sheets in her fists, "Fuck, that's deep." She moaned, resting her head down on the mattress whilst her rear end stayed up.

"You ok?" Punk asked, gripping her hips whilst staying still inside her.

"Yes." AJ moaned into the mattress as he began thrusting into her slowly, relishing the slight of her in front of him like this, brushing all of her extremely long hair to the side so he could lean over and kiss her back.

"Fuck you feel so good." Punk moaned, quickening his thrusts as AJ moaned at the intense feeling of him so deep.

"Oh my God." AJ moaned and panted, her body rocking as Punks hips crashed against her ass which he couldn't help but grab a few times before going back to holding her hips.

"Fuck, you better come." Punk groaned roughly, reaching down around AJ's leg to stroke her clit whilst he continued thrusting into her. He knew that combination was always enough to send her over the edge.

"Yes, just like that." AJ moaned, feeling the stimulation from her clit and the intense depth of him inside her working together to create the most toe-curling orgasm which had her gripping the bed sheets tightly and moaning into the mattress.

Punk came straight after her, slowing his thrusts as he spilled himself inside of her, gripping her ass as he moaned with every spurt he left inside of her, "Fuck." He whispered, feeling light-headed.

AJ lowered herself onto her stomach whilst he collapsed on top of her back in a heap.

"I love your ass." He said seriously as she giggled.

"You got a pretty good one yourself." She chuckled, feeling him chuckle into her neck before kissing her cheek lovingly.