La Pantera

Ch. 32 Birthday Present

February 18, 1984

Song for Chapter: Rocket Queen by Guns'N'Roses
Today was Matt's 20th birthday, and he had originally wanted it to be lowkey. But, his friends had convinced him to throw a party in his house in the California area. He finally gave in when they mentioned the idea of strippers and many women coming over. He had also extended an invitation to Stevie, wanting to be professional....and to also finish the battle she had started. She was an idiot if she thought he'd forgotten about her stunt. His memory was sharp, and he was not about to go down easy. He pulled on his shirt, smirking at his reflection, pulling on a silver watch on his wrist. He ended up coming downstairs just as the guests started arriving. "Thanks guys.", he said to his friends who were fellow actors Ralph Macchio and Rob Lowe from The Outsiders. "Of course! You need to loosen up and have fun.", Rob encouraged him. "Oh trust me I'll have fun.", Matt simpered.

A half hour passed and he saw no sign of Stevie. He didn't know whether to be smug over this or to be pissed. A part of him wanted her to be here and to get petty revenge, but a more rational part said maybe it was best. His heart dropped when he saw a long pair of legs come in on red heels. Long legs that travelled up to a black mini dress with spaghetti strap sleeves and then finally stopped at Stevie's face. She's wearing...a dress?! But....that ain't the Stevie I know...and she looks good?! Fuckin' hell... Matt thought to himself. His jaw was slightly agape as he ogled the young girl in her dress. She looked around until she saw Matt. She smirked smugly before walking towards him. "This shouldn't be an unfamiliar sight for ya.", she teased. He remembered the scene of her in lingerie in Rumblefish and nodded his head as nonchalantly as he could. "I ain't surprised baby. Don't flatter yourself." He chuckled. "Really? Then what explains the eye fuckin'?", she crooned in his ear. Before he could respond, a loud laugh came from the door. It was none other than Tom Cruise...someone Matt didn't like. "The fuck is he doing here?", he snarled out loud to himself. "Don't like him?", Stevie asked. "He's an ass, and I told them to not invite him.", he growled.

Tom walked over to Matt, smirking smugly. He smelled of tequila , and Stevie immediately put on her defenses, immediately sensing what Matt was talking about. "Hey birthday boy!", Tom cheered. "Who invited you?", Matt didn't waste time getting to the point, his eyes flaring with that familiar fire, and his jaw clenched. Even Stevie knew he was past his limits and didn't say anything clever. "Ralph did. I thought you'd be more welcoming, but apparently you're too Hollywood for me now. Which is funny since I'm more famous than you.", Tom smirked. Stevie could not believe the arrogance of this man. "Hey fuckface, get outta his house before I make you.", she snarled. Tom immediately recognized her. "Miss Costa, you sure are fiery like they say.", he reached to touch her arm but Matt surprised them both when he smacked the older man's arm away. "Keep your hands off her.", his New York accent drawled dangerously. Stevie normally hated being a damsel in distress, but she knew this was serious when Matt overstepped that unspoken boundary...and she admired him for it. "Or what pretty boy?", Tom teased. "I'll wipe your midget ass out of here so quickly they'll need dental records to identify you.", Matt stood above the 5'7 man , his teeth bared like a tiger's. Tom pushed him with a sinister look in his eyes. "Let's go.", he challenged. Matt went to swing but a few people dragged Tom away for his safety. "Fucking pussy!", Matt yelled as Stevie and Rob held him in place.

An hour passed and Stevie looked for a quiet place to go have a cigarette and found Matt in an empty hallway. "You okay?", she asked. Matt looked over at her in the dim lighting. "Yeah, just needed to cool off.", he responded. "If it helps I had fun.". She offered with a small smile. "Good...", Matt watched her come closer. He didn't know if she was drunk or if she was planning to kill him. She smelled normal to him , just some cigarette scents left. The room felt like it was getting smaller, the air thicker. He gulped in his throat as he moved closer, their bodies practically against one another. Stevie looked in his eyes, gulping too. Their lips were now an inch apart from one another. "Stevie..I-...let's not start something...we........can't .....finish.", he gave up as their lips finally pressed into one another. Stevie took charge and gripped his shirt, pulling him into her body. Matt wasn't going to let her have control ; he did need to get back at her still. He growled in the kiss as he pinned her against the wall. His hands pinned her biceps , pressing his leg in between hers. Her eyes closed, savoring his lips and how they felt again. She had missed this. "There's a room right there.", he growled in her ear. "What are you waiting for?", she challenged. He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom.

The door shut and their moment finally began. He laid her down on his bed, straddling her hips. His lips went to her neck, wanting to hear the sweet sounds of her moans. She groaned out, not having expected him to remember that detail about her. "Fuck...", she whispered. His hips ground into hers, immediately getting the same reaction from her. He moaned , his pants tightening quickly around his cock. He pushed himself off of her , standing up and yanking his shirt off of his head. He was getting a bit more beefy she could see, just still lanky. He yanked his pants down before yanking her up by her dress neckline. She had no time to react as he turned her around and held her against his body. She panted happily, eyes closed to savor the moment. One of Matt's hands rested on her shoulder, the other slowly caressing its way down her stomach to her thighs. His jaw rested in the crook of neck. "Tell me, how long have you been wanting this Stephanie?", he teased. So this is how he's getting revenge....teasing me., Stevie realized. She had fallen for his trap so easily yet she didn't want to leave. "Answer me .", he growled, the hand on her shoulder now gently choking her neck. Stevie gasped out loud. "Since our last kiss!", she whimpered. "Good girl..", Matt crooned. He unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. He got to admire her athletic body again, running his hands along her sides and hips. One of them went to her chest, groping it harshly. She moaned out loud, squirming in place from his touch.

He undressed them both until they were both nude, laying her down in bed. He kissed slowly down her body until he reached her pubic mound. He laughed darkly before slowly lapping at her clit, making her whimper. He gave it a few more laps before gripping her hips like a vice and burying his face in her cunt. "Fuck!", she yelled, having not expected his skills to be this good. He hummed against her while swirling his tongue, causing deep vibrations to course through her pussy. Her moans filled the room, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. He continued his pattern of swirling, sucking and repeating for about 10 minutes before her moans got higher. "Come on baby...let Daddy have it.", Matt encouraged in a husky voice. He sucked harder as she whined out. Finally, Stevie screamed out loud and arched her body off the bed as she orgasmed on his face. He continued to suck letting her ride out her high with him. When she finished, he picked her up by her hips and roughly slammed her down on his cock while he sat on the bed. Stevie didn't object, moaning like an animal in heat as she bounced on his cock. "Yeah! Fucking hell!", Matt growled. He slammed up into her , matching her rhythm. "Agh! Oh my God!", she screamed. Their sweaty bodies slid against one another, their hands leaving marks on one another. Her sensitive body got ready for another orgasm...but he was only getting started. "Oh no no no..", Matt chuckled. "You owe me from our last encounter...don't you cum until I do.", he ordered. Stevie whined in protest, his thrusts making it impossible. "Matt! Oh! I-I can't!", she shrieked. "Yes you will.", he growled, pumping harder as he felt his orgasm come close. He made her hold out for a minute before finally saying, "Cum. Cum on my fucking cock right now!". Stevie screamed out his name and came around his cock, her pussy clamping down on him. Matt yelled out as he came, shooting his seed in her. He panted as she rode her high out, not done yet. He turned her around , continuing their night of passion.

The next morning he woke up in his bed, squinting from the sun in his eyes. He turned and saw Stevie in his bed next to him, naked. He remembered all the night before, which made him smile in disbelief. He gently pulled her closer to his body, pretending for the moment that this would be how it would always be.