Ethereal Love

Dinner Disasters

"So... how was your sleepover?" Ricky smiled a little sheepishly; worried that she might get angry again. He still had a bruise from her punch. Okay, he didn't. He'd never had a bruise. But the mental scars were there! Nini grinned at him, however, unable to be angry with him.

"It was amazing! We just talked and chilled out all night. I was worried it might be awkward, since we hadn't seen each other for weeks, but it was like we'd only just seen each other yesterday so it was easy. I can't believe I've never met her before; it's like we were meant to be friends!" Nini babbled, excited, and Ricky couldn't help but chuckle bemusedly at her enthusiasm.

"I'm glad you still get along. You need a real friend. Well, you need more than one. But at least you've got someone other than me who knows the real you." He sighed, planting a kiss on the top of her head. She leant into him, still smiling, and closed her eyes.

They were sat on the couch in her lounge, waiting for her mom to get home. She decided she wanted to 'get to know' her daughter's boyfriend, especially if they were as serious as she said they were, so she was taking them out to dinner. Gina had left about an hour earlier and Ricky had arrived about forty minutes after.

"I never really understood what it was like to have real friends and just be myself until I met Gina. Even before you, Gina was the only person I could be completely honest with and just act myself. And she's never once made me feel like I need to pretend to be someone I'm not. I've never lied to her. I've never felt the need. She accepts me completely for who I am. She's amazing." Nini sang her praise and Ricky snorted.

"Wow, are you sure you're dating the right person here, Neens?" he joked. She blushed, shaking her head.

"No, I'm pretty sure I've got that right." She replied, looking up at him through her lashes. He beamed and leant down to kiss her, twisting around so that they were at a less awkward angle. He meant to pull away after a moment or two but Nini's hands wound their way into his curls and he groaned, pressing himself closer to her and moving his hands down her chest, over her sides and onto her hips to pull her onto his lap. She giggled, pulling away to breathe and kiss him underneath his right ear, the place she knew drove him crazy, and he moaned loudly.

"Nini, your mom-"

"Isn't due home for another twenty-five minutes." She breathed into his ear and he laughed, rolling his eyes.

"Nini, no. You know what she's like; she's always early. And I'm not having sex on your couch, as much as the idea appeals to me, when your mother could walk in any minute. I value my life too much." He said sternly. She pulled back, pouting, giving him the puppy dog eyes he usually couldn't resist, but he still shook his head. She rolled her eyes but seemed to give in.

"Fine. Whatever. I'll just-" she started to move away, but he caught her arms and grinned maliciously.

"Hey! I never said you could go anywhere. I'm not having sex with you right now, but I still want to kiss you. A lot." He protested. She giggled, not having to be told twice. Their lips were connected again and one of Ricky's hands moved to cup her ass, making her shiver and bite his lip. Hard.

"Fucking hell! Nini! That hurt!" he yelped, hand flying to his lip. When he pulled it away there was blood and he glared at Nini, half angry, half amused. She just shrugged and smiled guiltily. His frown turned to a smirk and before she knew what was happening, he'd wriggled slightly out from underneath her and pushed her sideways. With a squeal, she tumbled off the couch and landed on the floor, legs in the air.

He laughed loudly at the angered look she shot him, but then before he realized what she was planning, she had gotten to her feet, straddled his legs and was leaning over him.