Headshrinker

Chapter 11

We didn't have the threesome Noel put in our minds. We continued to discuss it a lot while the TV channel's early morning programming rolled on. It got a bit crazy, none of us were particularly for having a threesome but we didn't take long to start coming up with celebrities and characters we would probably do it with, given the chance. I came up with King Charles the second of England and Prince Rupert of the Rhine, they were cousins but who wouldn't want to make love to a pair of royals in the restoration period?

I thought I'd gone too far into revealing myself as a history nerd but Noel just turned to Guigsy and told him he needed a long curly wig.

"You wouldn't like them two, they hunted loads." he pointed out too.

"I'm not signing up to marry them." I told them, wondering how he knew their hobbies. "All those mistresses must've been around for something more than the money. They believed in women orgasming to get pregnant and Charles wanted kids."

"The palace apartments, titles for their kids and all that wasn't bad either."

"Well they're my choices so what're yours?" I asked forcefully to avoid our historical argument.

They fell asleep before I did. I wasn't so tired because of my nap. Eventually I got up as gently as I could so I wouldn't disturb them, turned the TV off and went back to Guigsy's bed.

I was woken up by someone getting on the bed and laying against my back. "How come you're the one who ended up in my bed?" he asked quietly.

"Cos I'm the smart one." I told him.

"Sorry, didn't think I'd woke you up."

"You're alright." I said to tell him I wasn't bothered.

"Good night last night."

"Yeah, it was. You're getting serious."

"What were you doing all night after we came back here? I never saw ya til ya came down with me and Noel."

"I pretty much stayed up here the whole time?"

"On your own?"

"No, Liam and some other people were with me for a bit."

"Why did ya follow the party if you were gonna stay up here?"

"Thought you'd come up."

"And find you waiting for me."

I told him how things should've gone. "You'd've gotten your leg over at the end of you're big night but it's too late now."

"It's never too late for that." he started wriggling himself under the bed covers.

"We're not doing it now."

He got his body over mine with his legs either side of my hips, using his legs and his hands to support himself so his weight wasn't on me. "Why not?"

"Cos I'm all hungover."

"You didn't get drunk."

I shook my head. "Mind fogged then."

I didn't know what I was talking about, I was fine. I just didn't want to now it was morning.

"This'll clear your mind." He started kissing my neck and my jaw and when he reached my lips I kissed back.

"Maybe." I told him, being difficult.

He ran a hand up my body under the t-shirt I was wearing and pulled it over my head. He rested a hand on each breast. "D'you want me to or not?"

"Can I stay here for a bit?"

My return question made him furrow his eyebrows in confusion. "Why?"