Always Silent

Chapter 13

Okay I’m taking a bold step with this couple so I must warn you if you don’t like sexual scenes skip to the next chapter!

WARNING_SEX, SEX, SEX...Mature people!

Chapter 13

By the time I had calmed myself down it was four o’clock at night so I decided to make a very joyous appearance downstairs.

In terms of joyous I pretty much stomped like the giant from jack and the beanstalk all the way downstairs.

Fee, Fi, Foe, Fum! I’m going to kick his sorry bum.

“NIK!” My voice growled ignoring the conversation.

I heard a scamper before a door being closed and I recognized it as the front door. Is he trying to escape? Quinn heard the patter of feet hitting the porch stairs in desperation to get away.

Quinn wondered to herself smugly, I wonder if he can get back in the house without a key after I lock the door. Clambering down the rooms she had soon just found as empty and unused. Closing windows, locking latches Quinn grinned, let’s play a little revenge, shall we?

After locking the front and back door Quinn spied Nik from the kitchen window where he sat on the bonnet of his car with a patient sigh I laugh, what? He thinks I’m going to wait for him to pick his balls up and come back inside…?

Spotting his keys to the side of me I hold them up jiggling them through the glass, Nik’s face was priceless, his hands felt up his entire anatomy trying to recall if I had them or not. He sprinted back up the porch and tried to pry open the door.

When he figured out what I had done, he stepped away knowing the only way that door was going to be opened is if hell its self-rocked up and rang the doorbell. I laugh a he saunters towards the kitchen window with a deadly look and I saw a little admiration for my thinking but I could also see he was a little peeved to be backhanded in his own house. Pointing the accusing finger I didn’t need a dictionary to know what that look had meant.

Game on.

I bowed in consideration in a way that meant I was taking this seriously before mouthing, “You’re on,”

~~~~

Quinn panted as Nik followed her up the stairs, chicken feathers clinging to the honey he had poured on her. She continued to hold her breath afraid the awful smell of Nik’s new cow poop shampoo was working its magic in his black hair as the hay hung there as well.

A hand caught her ankle just as she made it up the last step; she looked back at the smirking figure finding way too much amusement. Poking the tongue she slid her dirt smeared toes over his cheeks. He doesn’t crack and it again frustrated Quinn, she had done a lot to make him burst out in fury except he had the patients of a pot plant!

Slumping with defeat, “I’m done!” she yelled into the floor weak from their daily pranks at one another.

At first it started with water she found a packet of water balloons in his bedside table draw because she was actually planning to hang his underwear from the window and dirty them which would force him to go commando. When she had finished Nik was so soaked that he broke the window in the lounge just to get in. He of course avoided injury by taking off his wet shirt so he could wrap his hand.

Nik chased me up the stairs and I forced myself into the bathroom and locked myself in trying to knock him off as I set a plan.

But then I saw all his wash products.

I put apple multipurpose cleaner in his body wash, bleach in his shampoo, and finally I scraped the edge of the toilet seat with his toothbrush.

When Nik finally got the bathroom door open I had put the toothbrush back and was playing down my actions as being scared and defeated.