Teddy

Chapter Twenty Six: What's in the drawer Harper?! **

I walk in from the bath in my towel and find Teddy stood staring at my bedside drawer, in a t shirt and bed shorts, arms crossed and a crease imprinted on her forehead.

"What did my drawer ever do to you" I ask smiling and walking over to my closet. I grab a t shirt and pull it over my head.

"It's done nothing to me...yet...I can't get it open" she replies.

I laugh as I pull on my underwear. "It's not meant to be opened"

She comes behind me, her hands running around my waist and over my navel as she places a kiss against my cheek. "What's the point in filling it up with goodies if you never get to enjoy them" she whispers into my neck, her warm breath upon my flesh making me tingle.

"Oh I have enjoyed one or two... I just don't want anyone else to get in there and discover my secret hoard"

Teddy's hand slips into my underwear and I lean back against her, turning my cheek to her chest as she leans down and kisses my lips. Her  fingers slip down between my legs and apply the smallest amount of pressure, to the pulse of me.

"What's in the drawer, Harper?" She asks huskily into my ear.

My skin goosebumps all over, as I turn around, her hands falling away from me.

I wrap my arms around her and rest my chin on her chest as I look up to her "oh Teddy you don't want to know" I retort.

She smiles, her dimples pop... "I most certainly do"

"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you" I state and I turn around and run my hand under my sweater shelf, pulling out a key that was taped underneath.

Teddy's eyes widen "you hid the key that well... who did you think would want to crack it open?! Someone robbing the house? Your grandmother?" She teases.

I hold it out and cock an eyebrow "want it or not" I ask jovially.

She takes it eagerly, and makes fast moves, jumping across the bed to the other side before placing the key and turning the lock.

The sound of the drawer opening makes me cover my mouth, trying to stifle a laugh as Teddy turns to me slowly, with eyes widened and a humoured look on her face "Harper Jameson... you kinky little thang you" she jokes and she rifles around in the drawer picking things up one at a time and inspecting them as if they have fallen off the back of a rather kinky space craft leaving the atmosphere.

"Wow" she says, picking up the strap-on in one hand and letting its leather straps dangle from her fingers "this is... wow" she says again, dropping it back into the drawer with a thud.

"That thing looks like it could do some damage" she muses and she sits down on the side of the bed and slowly picks it back up, turning it over in her hands. It was a bright pink, phallic shaped, silicone object, that, as she pressed a button, began to vibrate and turn at its tip. "What ... the ... fuck" she whispers.

I walk around and slide onto her lap, taking it in one hand and placing it back on the side.

I wrap my arms around her neck affectionately  "we don't need to play with that. You are the one who bought it though remember" I remind her. "Not me"

"So you've not played with it" she asks me wiggling eyebrows.

I laugh "No, I have not... what the hell would I do with it Teddy... walk around the house, with a giant pink hard on"

"Harper, it's not attached to the straps permanently ... you can remove it for use for one" she informs me.

I pick it back up and inspect it with a frown "oh" I say and then I look back to her and shrug it off "well I wouldn't use that alone... I much prefer you... in the flesh"