The Back Up Benefit

Before The Date

I stayed with Percival at Ricky's for most of the week, only leaving to go to work. Although Ricky was away for a week leaving me alone in a three storey town house with a bunny I still felt safer there. I'd never brought James here so he hopefully he couldn't find me here.

Because of the stress of constantly feeling that James may be near by and ready to hurt me again I was distracted at work. If a customer shouted an order to me over the bar at the pub I would flinch a little. Occantionally I spilt drinks or dropped a plate with fright. I would go home every evening exhausted from constantly being on edge.

I got in from work on the day before our date to find Ricky was home. I found him asleep on the sofa with the tv on a Percival lying on his chest. I gave the bunny a little nose tickle and then bent down to kiss Ricky on the forehead. He stirred and muttered in his sleep as I kissed him. I'd taught Percival to head butt me gently whenever I made a kissy sound to him. Usually it was just me and the bunny having kisses and head butts but I wanted to try a cheeky little trick.

"Percy kiss!" I whispered and blew him kisses.

Just as I hoped he head butted Ricky in the face, making him grunt. I did this again this time waking Ricky up properly.

"Ow!" Watch it Perce." he grumbled.

"Percy kiss!" I said once more and blew more kisses.

I couldn't help giggle at Ricky's sleepy confusion at being woken by the bunny. He looked over at me and smiled.

"Hey, did you have anything to do with that?" he asked.

"No, I didn't teach Percy Pants to kiss!" I joked.

"I'm impressed! I've got fluff in my mouth but I'm very impressed!" he laughed. "It's slightly worrying you've had too much time to train him that though!"

"We do loads of things. I'll show you!" I grinned.

I was rather proud of our tricks and always gave Percival a little treat after his tricks.

"You're funny." Ricky smiled afterwards.

"Funny amusing or funny peculiar?" I asked as I sat down next to him.

"A bit of both but I love you. My funny girlfriend." he grinned.

"Oo, are we a couple now? We haven't had our date yet!" I reminded him.

"Well, I told the guys we're together. Just them though, no one else!" he admitted.

"Hmm, I suppose I'm alright with them knowing. I just don't want anyone thinking I'm a slut who goes straight from one man to another in a few days." I sighed.

"You're not." he told me.

"I know but..." I sighed but was cut off by him.

"You're really not a slut." I told me firmly in a tone to end the discussion.

I stayed at Ricky's that night. I cuddled into his chest the way we always had. I loved how that hadn't changed since we admitted we love each other.

"Have you been to the gym?" I asked sleepily the next morning. "You're looking pretty buff."

"I had to do something to look sexy for you after that muscular hottie." he replied.

"You don't need to work out for me. You're perfectly handsome how you are." I smiled. "Besides, muscles don't really do it for me. I like funny and sweet guys. That's why I love you."

"Oh, that's a bit awkward." he grimaced. "I only love you for your smoking hot body."

It took me a moment to realise he was joking. "Aren't you lucky that I don't have a 'hot bod'? Well, there is that dead body in my freezer but she's pretty cool." I sighed.

He looked at me like I was crazy for a moment then burst out laughing. "What? You're insane!" he laughed.

"How have you only just realised this?" I giggled.

I tried to get out of bed but he pulled me back and wrapped the covers around us tightly.

"Stay." he told me authoritatively.

"I'm not a dog!" I sighed as I rolled my eyes at him.

"Stay in bed with me all day." he asked again, more pleading this time.

"I can't. I've got a date with a really nice guy. I really like him so I want to make an effort. I've got to go home and do stuff like wash my hair and shave my legs." I told him.

"Oo, I want to see these legs! They can't be as hairy as mine!" he grinned and tried to pull my pyjama bottoms down.

"No!" I squeaked with giggles. "No! You can't!"

I ended up trying to wriggle away from him but was stuck half underneath in my front.

"Fine, I'll let you go but on the condition you and those long, smooth legs stay here again tonight." he sighed. "Without those birdy pyjamas."

I couldn't deny I wanted it too. "You know I can't refuse." I smiled.

Before I left his house I thought I'd make him a coffee to drink in bed. I smiled to myself as I day dreamed about him. I'd just put the kettle down when suddenly bare arms went around my waist and he kissed my neck like a hungry vampire. I gave a little squeak of fright.
"You gave me a fright." I smiled.

"Sorry but you look good enough to eat." he purred in such a low voice that there were goosebumps on my goosebumps.

"You're very distracting." I sighed.

"You're delicious." he growled.

"Alright tiger. Save something for later!" I told him as his hands started to wander down to my crotch.

"But..." he protested.

"No buts." I told more authoritatively and elbowed him in the ribs.

I left him with Percival and headed home to my flat to get ready. I didn't see the dark car driving behind. Nor did I see it park opposite my flat.