Beverly Hills: Season 2

Season 2, Episode 9: I May be Bad But I'm Perfectly Good at It

~~~(Number 9 by Slick and Rose)~~~
   Rhyannon and pins Kent up against the wall of his bedroom as he kisses his neck. Kent lets out a moan as Rhyannon runs his tongue up Kent's bare chest. Rhyannon takes off his own shirt while Kent quickly steps out of his jeans as the two of them stumble towards Rhyannon's bed in the middle of his room. Rhyannon's hear beats with excitement when they both fall onto the bed together, kissing each other's lips harder and harder. Rhyannon knows damn well that sex is in the near future for them right now and and he has no plan to stop it. He wants Kent- more than he has ever wanted anyone. They've been together for about two months now. It's about time they take things to the next level.
   "Damn you're sexy." Kent whispers to Rhyannon as he takes off his skinny jeans.
   Rhyannon smirks between kisses but can't help but be annoyed with how his downstairs is working- more like NOT working. Rhyannon moves his body against Kent's in a rhythmic motion to get himself harder but it's not working... nothing is. Rhyannon can feel Kent's hard on in his boxers and he raises his eyebrows at how hard it feels. Why isn't Rhyannon getting anywhere? His thing is staying soft.
   "You're not even hard yet?" Kent breathes for air as he looks down at Rhyannon's junk. "Damn, you sure aren't easy.
   Rhyannon rolls off Kent and looks up at his black painted ceiling, hoping there's nothing wrong with his penis. There wouldn't be, right? Just because he's trying to have sex and his thing isn't working doesn't mean something is wrong with his health or something. "I can't get it up."
   "Oh..." Kent clears his throat, staring up at the ceiling next to him. "We can do something else then."
   "I want to have sex with you." Rhyannon tells him honestly. "I really do."
   "I know." Kent chuckles and sits up. "It's cool. You just might not be ready."
   "Yes, I'm ready." Rhyannon claims, sitting up too. "I'm more than ready."
   "Clearly not." Kent gestures to Rhyannon's junk and then kisses his cheek. "We can do it another time."
   Rhyannon's eyebrows pull into a V as he stares down at himself in frustration. Damn penis.
~~~(END SONG)~~~

   Case walks into his kitchen that same Saturday morning for breakfast. He and his brother haven't spoken about the Beverly Hills Magazine interview Skylar had the other day, mostly because Case feels more than badly about ruining it for him and getting him fired. Case didn't even mean for that to happen. He just wanted people to see what kind of person Matt really is. But everything backfired and his brother ended up getting hurt in the process.
   "Find any jobs yet?" Case asks Skylar, who's sitting at the table with the newspaper in front of him.
   "Nope." Skylar grunts, using the red inked pen in his hand to circle a something in the newspaper.
   Case opens the fridge to find it's half empty, the only contents being milk, butter, sour cream, a container of watermelon, and a few beers. "I can see if you can get a job at the country club with me?"
   "I need a job that actually pays well." Skylar responds. "And one that will accept being fired on my resume."
   "How many times do you want me to apologize?" Case sighs heavily. "I hate what happened and if I could take it back, I would."
   "Yeah well you can't." Skylar spats, glancing up from the newspaper.
   "Can I at least do something?" Case asks, coming towards him at the table. "Make dinner? Buy groceries?"
   "With what money?" Skylar shoots him an unconvinced look. "We barely have enough to pay for water."
   Case's lips part when he hears the news. He knew that they'd hit a small dip in their financial status but he didn't know it would come to them  being almost completely poor. Skylar has worked so hard for Case all these years and here Case is ruining things for them both. "I'll get a second job. I'm sure I can work something out with the country club-"
   "You don't need to get a second job." Skylar shakes his head. "Especially since you have school."
   "Well this whole thing is my fault." Case reminds him. "I should be the one to make things better."
   "I'll handle it." Skylar gets up and leaves the kitchen with the newspaper in his hand. Case remains where he is in the kitchen, his mind racing of ideas to make more money. After all, he and Skylar wouldn't be in the situation they're in if it weren't for him.