Yeah but then you’re adding to that too much is a bad thing by sleeping! Be active Stevie! Play in the snow? I’ve jacked up on suger so I’m not really tired that’s why!
Laying in bed with Perry while I catch up on my shows sounds like a much better idea though.
YOU MAKE ME SO EXCITED AND I DON’T WANNA FIGHT IT, I START TO BLUSH, YOU ARE MY SUGAR RUSH~ Please tell me you know this song.
How are you so tired? We just literally spent a whole week sleeping Stevie!
How are you not tired?! I feel like I need a nap from that week long nap. Too much of a good thing can indeed be a bad thing!
Nope. I’m just going to lay in bed forever. I’m so tired!
Stevie couldn’t tell how late or how early it was when his eyes fluttered open and he looked over to see the alarm clock resting on the beside table. He grinned when he saw he still had a two more hours until he had to wake up for work and his eyes moved down to see Lea whose head was currently resting on his chest, his grin growing. Memories of the previous night filled his mind and he replayed the sound of Lea saying those three little words back to him, over and over again, the grin now permanent. Pressing his lips to her head lightly, he let them linger against her skin for a few seconds before he pulled away and slipped out of her grasp gently, taking great care as to not wake her and leaving a body pillow in his place. After brushing his teeth and pulling on a pair of boxers, he headed downstairs quietly and made them both a simple breakfast, toast and coffee. Taking a bite of his own, he placed the food on a small tray and headed back upstairs, entering the room quietly and placing the tray on the bedside table.
Slipping into bed with his girlfriend again, this time on the opposite side, his arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her body close to his. “Mm, good morning, Fitz.” He whispered against her ear, breathing in her scent, before he moved her hair out of the way, granting him free access to her neck. His lips brushed against the spot under her ear and a small smirk appeared on his lips. “I made you breakfast.” He murmured against her skin, his hand reaching down her stomach to where her hand was currently resting and laced their fingers together. “Well, I made you toast but it still counts,” Stevie added just before pulling her earlobe into his mouth and sucking on it gently, his body pressing against her more so now. “And we still have some time before work..” He trailed off, his tongue now tracing her earlobe before he nibbled on her pulse point. His hand that was laced with hers moved down her side to her outer thigh while his other hand moved to cup her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers. “Come on,” He whispered, tugging her earlobe into his mouth again and bucking his hips into her so she could feel, more prominently, the bulge in his boxers.
I’m alright, I guess. Can’t complain. I am quitting those burritos, though. Other than that, I’m okay. How’re you boss?
Good idea, I never really liked them anyway. I’m good though, just really tired for some reason.
Stop eating and go stack shelves or something. :|
You’re really mean, boss. I already made things presentable and cleaned and everything. What more do you want from me?
I’m good for now. How are you, Dru?
Crystal wasn’t going to sleep with anyone just because. The girl’s presence was valuable, and she wasn’t going to waste it with someone who wasn’t worthy. Call her a princess for that but that’s how her mindset worked. Stevie just happened to be lucky this time around, because having just gotten out of work with nothing to do and Robin out banging someone else, Crystal needed to do something (or more specifically someone) because there was no way she was going to sit in an empty house all by herself. Changing out of her (disgusting) work attire, Crystal pulled out a simple outfit for her to wear. After making sure that she looked smokin’ hot (because she refused to leave the house if she looked anything less) the girl put her hair up into a ponytail before grabbing her belongings and leaving her house for the iPlex.
To be honest, Crystal was happy that Stevie picked a place that was more… public. The girl had sex on every surface imaginable in a house and although sex at the iPlex wasn’t a first, it was definitely refreshing for her taste. After stalling outside the entrance of the building, the girl moved inside because there was no way she was going to wait for Stevie Nixon outside in that kind of weather. The girl was relived, also finding the urge to slap the boy outside the head, when she saw him just sitting there inside. “No text you ass?” The girl pushed at his shoulder, referring to him not letting her know that he was already inside. This was when the 50% of Spanish came out of Crystal, it was in her blood. “Do you realize how cold it is out there?”
Leaning back against the wall, he noticed it was already five minutes into the movie and Crystal was nowhere to be found. He found he spoke too soon. Turning his head to see the girl walking inside, he chuckled, moving his hand to rub his shoulder. “Sorry about that. You found me though so that’s all that matters.” He shrugged and pushed himself off the bench. “I’m sure I can find a way to warm you up.” He smirked a little and led her towards the theater, his hand on the small of her back. “The movie started though. Let’s go.” Opening the door to the auditorium, he followed her inside and noticed that they’d just missed the opening credits so they weren’t all too late. Looking around the theater, he also noted that it wasn’t too packed, leaving them a relatively empty spot at the top of the auditorium. Leading Crystal to the last row, he sat beside her and lifted the arm rest, giving them more free room. Stevie rested his hand on Crystal’s knee, giving it a squeeze, as he remembered his earlier proposition. Whoever comes first, loses. Given how hot the girl was, he highly doubted that he would be the winner.
His hand slowly moved up her thigh, squeezing it lightly, before he leaned over and kissed along her jaw, his lips eventually finding hers. Stevie kept the kiss sweet for a couple of seconds before he sunk his teeth into her lip, tugging on it as he pulled away to look at the screen, his hand still on her thigh. Imagining the scenario and what was to come (pun intended), he found himself already turned on and pulled her legs onto his lap, his hands running up and down them. His hands slowly start to inch higher up her leg and he massages her thighs lightly, his eyes fixed on the screen, even if he is watching her from the corner of his eye. Licking his lips, he could feel the bulge growing in his pants slowly and he turned his head to look at her after a few seconds, a smirk on his lips.
Not moving from the top of the stairs where she was standing, her hand on the railing and peering out to look for her boyfriend, it wasn’t very long before she spotted him approaching her. God, it was hard not to want to just jump his bones whenever he was in her sight - he was freaking hot. Even with their current situation, she couldn’t stop herself from smirking when she realized that his eyes were oogling her legs. She rolled her eyes without real irritation, moving her hand to push him playfully in the shoulder. Instead of dropping the hand back down at her side, she let it slide to rest on his arm, her back straightening and making herself stand tall so she could pretend to be taller than him. Her hand moved to accept the sweets from, looking down at the red bag filled with her favorite candy and not being able to hold back to the grin. “Too bad you didn’t get anything I can eat off of you,” she moved to swat at his shoulder again, still light and playful before accepting the kiss that he was giving her. “Wait, wait — didn’t let me say,” she pecked his lips before letting out a soft gasp at the way his hand was now placed on her ass. “Thank you,” she murmured before going right back to kissing him.
The Twizzlers fell on the ground, landing right next to her feet but completely forgotten in favor of the way she was sliding her tongue into his mouth. Lea had no intentions on stopping to have small talk or not so small talk or just stopping in general, not with the heat that was bubbling in her stomach and the general fact that Stevie had a way of just turning her on like this. One of her hands were threading through his hair, nails gently scraping against his scalp in the process while the other was wrapped firmly around his neck. Lea sucked on his tongue, the gentleness of the kiss being lost slowly but surely as the sucking became rougher and the scraping against his scalp increased. The girl moved to pull away from his lips with a soft pant, her forehead connecting with his before she moved to wrap her legs around him, positioning in a place where she could hold herself up - though she would still need his help. “Take me to the bedroom, Charming,” she murmured, kissing the corner of his lips. “Or wherever, honestly. Just fuck me, really,” she smirked.
“There’s always next time,” Stevie murmured against her lips with a small smirk before kissing her, pulling away only when she said something. The smirk returned to his lips at the sound of her gasp and a rush of arousal went through his body, his hand instinctively squeezing her ass. As their lips met again and the Twizzlers fell, he was torn between wanting to make a smart remark about how she’d forgotten all about the candy he gave her but he found himself enjoying the sweet taste of her lips far too much to pull away. The way his girlfriend’s nails were scratching his scalp along with the way their tongues were massaging against each other elicited a low groan from him and his hands tugged her closer to him, their bodies now pressed against each other. When she wrapped her legs around him, he quickly wrapped his arms around her, not missing the chance to run his hands over her ass, thanking all that was holy for the shorts she was currently wearing. Before she could say anything, he was already making his way up the stairs, his hands gripping the underside of her thighs in anticipation, and led her to the bathroom. “God, I love it when you say that.” He groaned again, turning his head to catch her lips and bite into her lower lip, tugging on it with his teeth. It was true, he did love it when she said that but he didn’t fail to notice how the two of them hadn’t had an actual conversation in person since he said those three little words and he wasn’t sure what to make of it.
Choosing not to let it bother him too much, he pushed open the door to the bathroom with his foot and rested the brunette on the counter, his hands now resting on the outer side of her thighs. Running his hands up her body, he slipped his letterman jacket off of her, letting it fall to the floor as his lips connected with her neck that was now exposed to him. He was sure the brunette could feel the bulge that was now growing in his pants and he kissed his way up to her earlobe, sucking on it roughly as his hands slipped underneath her tanktop and ran over her smooth skin. Pulling away from her only to pull his shirt off before taking her tank top off as well, Stevie’s hand immediately moved to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers, just as their lips met in a hungry kiss. Eager to get Lea wet, both sexually and literally, he let one hand move down to her shorts, cupping her center gently, as their tongues battled for dominance of the kiss. His middle finger pressed against her entrance through the shorts and underwear before he pulled her legs up to rest on his chest to make it easier to tug them off. Running his hands down her legs, he pulled her off the counter and nudged her towards the shower with a light slap on her ass before he pushed down his own pants.
Chase is gross. He has cooties.
Maybe but he’s hot so it cancels out.