The Fighters

Chapter 15

SONG - "Tongue Tied" by Grouplove

Dylan POV

If Blaise found it embarrassing that his mother walked in on us, he certainly didn't show it.

I on the other hand, found it extremely embarrassing.

"So... Did you get that stuff done?" Maggie asked. We were all sitting down around the dinner table, eating Maggie's delicious homemade lasagna.

I blushed, and put my head in my hands, while Blaise groaned.

"We were getting... stuff done," he said, before muttering, "before you walked in."

I gasped and kicked him under the table.

"Hey!"

"Hey yourself bucko," I snorted.

"Alright guys, I'm going to put these dishes away then go to bed-"

"Oh, don't worry about it Maggie. I'm sure Blaise and I can handle it," I smiled at her as I stood up to stack the plates.

"Right Blaise?" I asked.

"I didn't agree to-"

"See we'll be fine. You go on up to bed." I gave Maggie a hug, and said goodbye before she retired to her bedroom.

"Did you really have to offer to do this?" Blaise groaned.

"Yes, it would be rude of me not to Blaise," I said as I rolled my eyes.

I was currently washing the dishes while Blaise dried them. He was still complaining about having to clean up, so I flicked him with water.

"Hey!" He said, and whipped me on the bum with the tea towel he was using to dry the dishes.

I squealed, and moved away from him, "that actually hurt!"

"Babe, you and I both know that didn't hurt," Blaise said as he cornered me against the counter.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him.

"What, no kiss?" He asked, feigning hurt.

"Mmmm..." I hummed into his strong chest, and held on tighter.

I heard him chuckle and then wrap his arms around me securely.

It was a nice, peaceful moment, until Blaise decided to smack my ass, again.

"Oi!" He laughed, but pulled me closer with the tea towel behind my ass and leant down to kiss me, effectively replacing the tea towel with his hands.

I let out a quiet moan, and pressed myself closer to him. He took in a sharp intake of breath.

"Princess..." Blaise picked me up and sat me on the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist and drew him in closer. Much closer.

"Blaise!" I gasped, when I felt his hardness between my thighs. He only rubbed himself against me in response.

I felt so good being with Blaise, on so many levels, but I knew we were going too fast.

"Baby..." I whispered, as I tilted my head back so he could trail kisses along my neck.

"Mmmm," he replied, still working on a particular spot.

"We need to stop," I said, trying to push him back but not wanting him to stop.

I heard him sigh, "You're right..."