Into deception

Pink skirts and blond wigs

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3 and a half hours before

"I've always liked him" I protest.

He raises his eyebrows smiling that 'don't bullshit me' smile of his.

"Okay so I wasn't the BIGGEST fan of him but still, there was something about him that I didn't hate entirely"

"You have a thing for under dogs love"

"Well that's bullshit, you're not exactly under anyone"

"Except for you"

"Mmh, except from me" I smile looking down at him, his hands rubs back and forth against my thighs as I sit on-top him. "I felt bad okay, so I learnt sign incase I ever saw him again and it sure as hell paid off"

"Nice people might help out from time to time but YOU learnt a whole different language for him, you're a sucker"

"I'm not a sucker and I'm not nice, he lost his tongue because of me so the least I could do is learn something that could make his life easier"

"No he lost his tongue because he thought he had rights to voice his opinions that just so HAPPENED to be about you, coincidence"

I roll my eyes sighing "my point is, I'm not nice, I just felt bad"

"That's what nice people feel" he flips us over "but it's okay, I won't tell anyone"

I was about to groan when he starts kissing my cheeks.

"Get off you're like a rock" I laugh trying to actually get away from him.

"I though you were better than me"

"Oh no I AM better than you I just don't want to hurt your ego"

"My EGO looks up to you darling, there's nothing to hurt"

And with that I flip him back over in a heartbeat, he laughs grinning to himself. "Still look up to me?"

"Oh always"

I bend over kissing him "okay so are we doing this or what?"

"Oh we're doing this"

"Okay I'll run down and get snacks and you start putting it on, deal?"

"I'm coming with you"

"It'll only be a few seconds"

"Then where's the problem" he sits up tying his arms around me while standing up, I'm in the air with him carrying me downstairs to the kitchen and as much as I would love to say my heart isn't pounding literally rockets into the sky, that would be a massive lie. I feel safe in his arms, safer than I could ever feel with anyone else.

I could begin by describing the kitchen to be 3 full sized rooms, it's ridiculously big, it has 6 large ovens that I still have yet to understand why you would possibly need so many and don't get me started on the countertops. He puts me down on- top one of them before moving to a bunch of cabinets, reaching for things that I like.

I sit quietly, watching the way his back moves against his shirt, my head sways to the side as I lean back getting more comfy.

"You want these or the red ones?" He spins around holding two different packets of sweets. When he sees me staring there's a special glint in his eyes that I myself grow fond of.

"We can take both just incase" I smile at him, still keeping eye contact.

"Are we still watching the show or have you thought of something different Mia" he speaks softly against the silence, the moons glow shines a soft white into the darkness allowing me to see those captivating eyes of his. "Because those eyes of yours are wondering"

"We can't, we need a break or better I need a break" I giggle brushing my hair back behind my ears.

He fills the space between my legs putting his hand against my lower back, he's so cocky it makes me smile "too rough for you Miss Evars?" I watch closely as he tucks the other side of my hair behind my ear.

"As much as I'd love to say something back, I can't" I move forward tying my hands around his neck "I'm sore, and I mean that in every sense"

He chuckles smiling down at me, his large frame moves closer kissing my forehead as his hands cup my face on either side "well then let's watch that show" his hands are still holding my face when he says "but if you want, I don't mind doing all the work, there's other ways I can make you cum besides the obvious"

The heat creeps it's why into my cheeks and other places too, with him standing in-between me it's hard to get that annoying pulsing to go away. The next thing I know one of his hands begin trailing down my neck, past my chest and stomach till they land right at the top of my clit. The heat instantly melts into a needy feeling, one that needs more pressure.

"Nicholas" I say with him still holding my face gently in his hand.

"I'm only kidding" he chuckles kissing me fast, our lips smile against one another's.

"You're such a dick" I finally sigh as he moves back picking up all the sweets "here" he turns around letting me tie myself around his back.

"Do you think Max and Levi are okay"

"I think they're more than okay"

I smile against his broad back, I hope they're having fun because I sure am. Making Nicholas watch Game Of Thrones is my new greatest accomplishment in life, I'll die with that.
I hop of the second we're in our room, my bare feet quietly hit the cold wooden floor but I run onto the rug jumping straight into the swarm of pillows and blankets on the bed. Nicholas just stands there smiling at me like an alien.

"Well? Are you gonna watch from the doorway?"

He shakes his head smiling as he makes his way towards me.

3 minute before

"Absolutely not" I laugh at him.

"Why not I think it would be great"

"You're absolutely evil" I've been laughing for a full 10 minutes, we've completely forgot about the show "He's my best friend INCLUDING yours need I mention"

"Yeah but he's been annoying me lately"

"That's because you both don't know what communication is"

He shakes his head at me "all I'd need is for you to keep watch and make sure no one makes a sound"

"Nicholas Bane, I am not letting you dress our best friend in a barbies costume simply for your own entertainment"

"But just think about it, Max in a pink skirt and blond wig"

I try not looking at him as I pull myself together but he just laughs and ruins my whole facade.

"See I know you think it's a good idea"

"No just because I'm laughing doesn't mean I'm willing to help you" I sigh trying to cool myself down, it's hot as hell and laughing only made me feel like I'm in a furnace. "Okay I'm going downstairs to get something to drink, and while I'm down there do some reflecting"

"I can get it for you just tell me what you want"

"No I want to walk around a little, and plus it helps lessen the ache"

That grin is back on his face but I just roll my eyes at him standing up, "you want water or juice?"

"Juice, and thank you"

"Of course" I walk out the room and into a dark corridor, although the place is massive it has a warm sense to it, I can't quite place why but it's a welcoming feeling, one that makes you want to hang around in PJs all day. It feels like home.

I walk down the massive steps making sure to take my time as I'm still a little sore from him,  I get to the ground floor eventually till I'm in the kitchen that still blows my mind every-time I see it, the day that doesn't happen will surprise me even more.