Spoiled Rotten

Chapter 5

The warm feeling of the arms wrapping around Leon, calmed his mind as he felt the embrace. The darkness filled his sight, only felt warm. He heard giggling for a moment, feeling as if his eyes were open, still only seeing darkness. What is this...

"Tic... Toc..." 

~~*~~

Quinn continues to throw pillows at Leon's face constantly till he opens his eyes. "What... the... HELL!"

"Rise and shine darling, we have stuff to do." She had a big smile on her face, enjoying every moment of bothering him. Leon sits up rubbing his eyes, looking up Quinn holds the schedule in front of his face. 

"We wake up earlier?"

"Yep yep, breakfast is made already. By the way, you need to stop eating takeout and beer, had to order half of everything. Waste of a kitchen like that."

"Is this your job, nagging me now?"

"Yes, 'cause you want something and I want something. So at least I made you breakfast." She walks over to his closet. Looking through the many outfits Quinn can't help but get irritated from the amount of suits he has alone. "Why do you have 5 of the same suit?"

"I like to keep an image-" Quinn pushes an outfit to his chest, Leon lifts it before looking at Quinn in disbelief.

"This?"

"Just put it on, we have a schedule." Before Leon could even add another comment Quin placed her finger up in the air, never having to stop for someone else he seemed kind of out of place. She finally puts her phone down before turning his face back and forth. 

"Hmm..." She moves back giving a small laugh. "For your age, you keep a natural face huh? Intimidation... Power... Whatever you think works is fun, but not on me. Let's get that straight, you asked me for help. So shut up and get dressed."

Leon watches as Quinn leaves the room, still standing there in disbelief that he is loss for words. He balls his fist, grumbling and complaining under his breath as he gets dressed. Walking out the room his anger and aggression added from the sweet smell of maple and bacon. She made breakfast...

Quinn looked up giving a small smile as she placed the plate on the table. 

"See, now don't you look nice. Other than this..." She walks up and pushes Leon down to sit down. She messes up his hair a bit before fixing it into its own wild-styled moving back she giggles. 

"What's with the look?"

"I just uh..." Leon felt a knot in his throat, not even knowing what to say but he feels he should... right? Quinn sees the uncomfortable look in his eyes and pats his shoulder before sitting down herself. 

"Don't... it's still a work in progress... you're very welcome." For a moment Leon felt a warmth, him being so lost in the meal he didn't even notice his plate was licked clean. Quinn takes the plates to the sink. 

"You don't have to do all this... I could order a maid."

"And let them cook what goes in my body, no thanks. Yet, I'd gladly clean up the messes 'cause this is gonna be a hell of a week."

"...Describe hell..." Quinn gave a smile, making Leon gulp.

~~*~~

Out in a populated mall, Leon groans lightly annoyed as he is forced to walk around a messy crowd. Uh, what's that smell... Uh, this place makes this shitty day shittier... Oh god, did that kid just puke...

Quinn has a full plan for the day grabbing Leon's wrist and pulling him into a clothes shop. "La'Rain? You wear-"

"Miss Parker?" Leon's words were interrupted by the worker addressing Quinn.

"Morning, busy day huh?"

"Basic tourist thing, new client?" The woman looks behind Quinn at Leon.

"Yeah, Mister Davis is a rare case... We don't have much time as is so best to start getting measurements. So I wish not to be disturbed, please, and thank you."

"Yes ma'am."

"Follow me." The woman waves with a smile as Leon follows close behind. Looking into Quinn's studio filled with mannequins and clothes. Some are not even dressed while the others seem to be a work in progress. 

"Did... Did you do all this?" Quinn gives a small snicker as he looks around.

"Well, it's my studio."

"You work for La'Rain?"

"Work?" She laughs putting Leon on a stand before getting her measuring tape. 

"Im one of his best designers, honestly they are lucky I even give them my work. I could start my own company any day now... Im so close... Why you're my biggest project yet." Leon looks around as Quinn circles him, he can't help but look at an unfinished dress. The dark black shining off the glitter and gold, Quinn noticed Leon's curiosity.

"I like that one, I've been working on it for weeks now. I can't seem to get something right, it always feels like it's missing something."

"Maybe... A contrast of it to the side? Maybe its a 2 person set, if the 2nd wore the same black and gold but-"

"A lighter tone to the side... hmm, smart. Might bring you here more often if you keep that mindset." Leon felt kinda bashful from the compliment.

"Alright, all done. I need to take these back, gt to work on... all this." She holds up her note pad twirling her fingers in her long hair as she thinks.

"So you woke me up early for measurements and lunch?"

"Exactly." Leon follows behind as Quinn walks out the door.

~~*~~

Outside in the food court, Leon sips his soft drink looking around at the moving crowd. His eyes seem to stop as a woman walks past, his eyes leading up and down her before he faces Quinn. Not seeming the slightest amused from Leon's wondering eyes. "Hmm, she is a solid 8... Other than the makeup coating her face... but I can tell, you weren't looking at her face."

She snickers as Leon seems embarrassed about how easily she could read him. 

"It's not like that."

"Of course, I must ask... what's your type again?"

"My type?"

"Oh come on you must have one, unless you're like me and don't need a type to have a good time.~" Leon sits to himself for a bit. Quinn seeing his look sits up.

"Im just picking with you, not my business anyway."

"... You're right on one part... I don't need a type to have fun.~"

~~*~~

The night finally falls, and the cool air flows through the trees leaving the calming night a blissful sleep. Well, not for everyone...

Leon slowly closes his door, feeling as if he's a child in his own home. Sneaking out... I can't believe I have to sneak out of my place...

He walks lightly, hearing the light creaks with each step passing Quinn's room. 

"Don't stop~." Leon freezes hearing the muffled moans and shuffling in her room. For a moment Leon looked at the front door before turning back to her door. I can't believe I'm about to do this...

Leon full-on expecting to see someone else in the room, something to fuss about if it comes to the fact she brought someone. Slowly opening the door, he freezes to the dim light shining on Quinn's naked body. Her moans muffled as she covered her mouth, Leon's eyes widened seeing the toys scattered on the bed and floor. Leon's eyes can't seem to avoid the sight of the toys being swallowed down by the movement of her hips. He feels the tight fit in his pants as he grips over his clothed shaft, biting his lip. 

"Ah~ Right th~ah~~" Leon's eyes widen for a moment as he moves back after seeing Quinn climax.

Was that a...