Someone's In The Kitchen Part 2

[Amorentia]

Jalil POV

"Don't act like you didnt like it...I never had a problem getting you down the aisle," something inside of me got uncomfortable, and a bit aggressive at his dig at Scrappy.

Scrappy re-introduced him to her middle finger as she changed the subject, asking me to help her out of the incomfortable situation Reg was trying to push her in, "So. J..".

I quickly answered, "Cause at first all I could think about was how sweet you were. Then I saw how Scrappy you were. And it just stuck. Anyone can be sweet. Not everyone can be the Scrappy to my Scooby Doo."

The deep blush rushed up to her face. Her head leand on my shoulder as I saw one of her fingers held in front of my mouth with some brownie mix on it.

"Ew....." Peni made a face as my mouth curled around Scrappy's offered finger, letting my tongue slide over her finger as I took every ounce of batter off of it.

Then I gave a knowing smile to Reg as we both kept track of our slick points. He grinned, "Sounds like an invite for doggie style to me."

Scrappy hopped off the counter to wash her hand. Part of me wants to tell her I didn't go down on 7-5-2. Even I was horrified at that thought. I kissed her as little as possible. But what did it matter. As she hopped back on the counter, the door opened with Little Bit walking in wearing a short tan dress that made her look fly. It wasn't me she came to, but Reg. I just looked away.

 

Tori "Little Bit" POV

Setting my purse on the table, I came into the Kitchen were I could smell fresh brownies cooking. Reg moved around the counter to meet me. It was always the little things with him.

"My party just arrived," Reg looked over my tight outfit. Yes, it's cliche, but he made me feel like a real woman. So I treated him like a good man, even for all the dog he was.

Giving him a sex smile I said smoothly, "Yes, the party as arrived." Taking a hold of his neck. I rested one hand aganst his bare chest giving him a slow kiss as I said, "What's everyone doing?"

Reg took me into the kitchen, "Picking on eachother." Notice, no question. No, "Where have you been?" "What were you doing?" "Who were you with." If it was confidence or lack of care that kept him from prying, I didn't mind. It worked perfectly for me.

At this point he was often surprising me. Taking me into the kitchen, he sat up on the counter pulling me between his legs with his arms around me. Feeling the soft of his lips against my neck, I leaned relaxed back into him enjoying the feel of being adored as Sara said, "We're getting school in dog."

"What have we learned so far?" I asked with a laugh.

"That Sara doesn't learn," Reg tossed out from behind me.

Sara extended her middle finger at him countering, "That Reg is an ass."

"I thought we all already knew that?" Reg asked.

Immediately I added, "I'm new to the crew and even I knew that."

"And she accepts that about me" Reg said as I smiled not turning around. It was easy to accept. We were both flawed. But we seemed to speak some of the same language spoken in a lot of slience. The he took the words out of my mouth when he said. "We're cool." The Sara said with him, "We're doing our thing."

Then I did turn looking at his small brown eyes saying, "Yes, we are." That was what I liked. We were in full agreement.

Turning back to Sara, I thought I weigh in on all my experience taught me about this topic. "All men are dogs. When they're open you know what to expect."

Reg POV

Sara looked at her, obviously surprised, she gave her own opinion,"See, that's very pessimistic, some guys are really sweet and they mean what they say and they actually aren't in it just for the sex" she pointed her battered covered finger between J and I,  "Not these two...but some"

Living in the same fairy tale land where they believed happily ever afters really do happen, Peni said, "I agree with Sara. Not all men are dogs. Marcus isn't. He's an angel."

I snorted at that as Little Bit explained a much less niave view of the world, "All men are dogs. It's the nice guys that screw you over. Cause they're not. They get you beleiving in their supposed "love" and that you're "oh so special." When you find out it's all game, it throws you off balance. No thank you. I like knowing. We're cool till we're not. When the games up, we bounce. Clear, clean, simple."

I grinned, "Smart girl, men suck"

"You just like it cause it lets you off easy" Sara said with a roll of her eyes, knowing my extreme failure to live up to anything but the lowest of expectations first hand.

"Exactly" I said with a laugh, running a suggestive hand up Little's side, "I like saving the work for other departments" 

Not falling for the jaded, niave lines coming out of Sara and Peni's mouths, Tori cocked a brow asking,  "Tell me what I'm missing? Boys cheat, lie, manipulate, and when they start to care they shut down. They have the attention span of a flee. What am I missing?"

Sara POV

"That girls aren't that much better, " J said snidely.

"HEY!" I protested.

He gave me that grin, "Not you or my sis. Or my mother. You can be exceptions." I rolled my eyes, figuring it was another line.  That or I was getting grouped in with the relatives.  Considering how often he propositioned me. I was really hoping it was the former, otherwise J was a real sick puppy.

Tori nodded, "i'll take that. girls take, we manipulate, complain, are never satisfied, and bitch too much." she put a finger under Reg's chin and I felt for her.  As hardened as she already was, I knew Reg had to potential to only make her harder.  Yeah, he was all good times and smiles right now, I'd been there, I knew how that attention felt.  It was when you lost your mystery, when he got bored, that you had to worry.  Reg could be a charmer, he could turn a head quicker than most guys I knew, but he could be a manipultive bastard that usually knew by the end of a first date at least 5 ways he could break your heart.  Seeing the look on her face as she looking at him saying, "But we're we're good. We're really damn good." I worried for her.  She had that same tough girl armor I wore so proudly...and I knew first hand how well he'd broken me.

Reg gave her his charismatic smile, telling her softly, "Your incrediable."

Looking her over, I tried to hope for the best, but warn for the worst, "It takes alot of toads" my gaze fell pointedly on Reg, "To find a prince" thinking of my own Prince Charming, I smiled, looking over at Peni, "And sometimes one persons Prince is another persons toad, right hun?"

Peni POV

I've questioned setting up Tori and Reg a couple of times. Marcus and I talked about it a lot. I really only intended them to hook up. That one night has turned into more. Our group was becoming so intertwined that it makes Marcus nervious about the fall out if some of these relationships go bad. I could see where he was coming from, but I just hoped for the best.

Tori looked up at Reg with a tender look that surprised me as she told him sweetly, "I know," before giving him a really slow sensual kiss. I had to make myself not stare. Neither of them like pressure or expectations or any kind of anything other than the loosest of terms. However, I don't know. There were moment like this that made me wonder. But I wasn't going to be the one said something and made them both freak out and run.

Adverting my eyes for Tori and Reg looking in each other's eyes smiling, I turned to Sara returning to our previous conversation. "Isn't it funny that two of our frogs turned out to be each other's Prince's?"

Sara laughed. Like me she was looking away from Reg and Tori and gave me a knowing wink saying, "I feel bad calling Marcus a toad."

"Turn about is fair play." I told her. "Blaise was my toad first."

"And he was never mine," Sara said about Marcus. Pointing to Reg, she added, "That dumbass, I have to claim."

"But I see the resemblance with Blaise and a toad." Jalil said, making me smile. Because of everything Blaise had done to me, my brother wasn't his biggest fan

Sara instantly regretting the slap she gave to Jalil's shoulder. She held her hand from the impact of hitting his Pack steele frame continuing, "Blaise does not resemble a toad."

Reg spoke up, "See what happens when your abusive?  Eventually it comes back to haunt you"

Jalil POV

I hated to admit it because I adored her, but Reg had a point: Scrappy sometimes doens't learn. Seeing her cradle her hurt hand, I held it gently to check to see if she did any real damage. Luckily she was just trying for a smack without a lot of force. It was swelling a bit and bruised, but didn't look broken. I felt horrible that not only was she hurt, but Reg was using it against her. I told her, "Nah, it was my fault. I deserved it."

Scrappy started laughing looking at her hand in mine asking, "Wasn't Scrappy Scooby's cousin?  Isn't what your trying like incest?" All I could do was laugh.

Little Bit continued her hypthosis on relationships, "The problem with Shapeshifting is that if the frog can change to a prince, he can change back again. It's just a matter of time. Enjoy it for what it's worth and let it go."

I figured she needed to get ice for Scrappy's hand when I saw Reg look at Little Bit saying, "I don't shape shift, what you see is what you get."

"What I see is cool by me," Little Bit said. That was a big change from when we were together. She'd changed a lot lately. Knowing the part I played in that change stung.

Marcus POV

It was the end of the 4th quarter and it looked like the game might be heading into overtime.  The two teams were evenly matched, but Favre was by far the superior quaterback.  Seeing them move to overtime, I hit pause on the DVR, wanting Peni in here with me when I watched my boy either win or lose the game.

Heading into the kitchen I saw the majority of the crew gathered together on the counter tops, we had all the fun ones, that was all that mattered.  Looking over at my beautiful wife, I said, "I thought you were brining brownies to bed?" as I moved between her legs, placing a kiss on her soft lips.

She giggled, her arms moving around me, "I'm still waiting for them to finish. Little Bit's telling me how you're a toad in Prince clothing."

J looked up at Sara with a wink, "I'm just about to explain to Scrappy here how it's not blood relation." The kiss he placed on her hand made me look around, making sure there was not an angry fiance ready to ruin the peace in our happy home.  With all the couples, the intermingling, the friendships, the ex's, and the flirtations, it seemed like I was walking a mine field, waiting to see who would be the first causilites. 

Sara laughed, hand clutched to her chest, as she told him, "If Blaise see's you doing that, blood might get involved" 

Then Reg said the words that made my head ache, "What about you letting him lick your finger?"

She gave him a look. "Thats beside the point" and she smiled as she teased, "He likes me" Yes, Blaise did like her.  She was probably the only one in the house we could say that about.  It would be nice if the people walking the fine line would attempt to not push his buttons so we wouldn't all have to deal with his grouchy ass temper.

J just grinned at her, bringing a bag of ice over, "There would be no blood. I would never hurt him." 

She rolled her eyes at his obvious misunderstanding,  "I was thinking the other way around" shaking her head, she held out a hand,  "I need to self heal"

Giving up on trying to think about all the ways this group could implode, I went to the oven taking out the brownies as the timer went off, placing them on the oven to cool before moving to sit on the counter, leaning against the frige with my girl in my arms as I asked, So, why am I a toad?"

Reg POV

Before we could answer Marcus, J answered Sara's cute thought that Blaise actually hurt him,  "I'm sure if he let me put him in the corner, there's not much else he could do to hurt me. But your sweet to worry about me."

She laughed, her face lit up.  I liked the way he could do that for her.  He could make her laugh like Marcus and I did, but without that same level of distrust or discomfort.  It made me think, my mind trailing over all the times I'd seen the duo together, the handful of times at the shop, around her house, and the more frequent times here.  Always, she was laughing.  Even on the porch, J got her talking in a way none of the rest of us had, without the need for gimicks.  I placed a kiss on the top of Little Bit;s head, inhaling her honey scent, my mind still toying with idea's as he said,  "Does that make me sweetie again?  Cause I just remembered Scrappy was a dude..." she continued to giggle, her always inquisitive mind asking yet another badly phrased question, "Or am I manly?"

J laughed with her, the grin on his face looking permenantly in place as he said, "Can you just leave well enough alone?" Personally, I would have liked to have heard his answer to that.  I was sure it would have been something Little Bit and I could have laughed about later in bed,  Getting Little Bit to laugh was always a nice bonus.

Peni shook her head, addressing Marcus' previous question, "Little Bit said all men are dogs and all women are bitches in heat."

Little Bit nodded, "Well said."

Peni looked up at Marcus and added, "And the nice guys are the worst."

Playing to the positive, Marcus grinned down at Peni,  "Are you my bitch in heat baby?  Have I been a bad dog?" I had to say, it was a shame he was such a whipped ass bitch, he woulda made a hell of a player with lines like that.

Sara looked away with sigh,"Here they go again" 

Giving Little Bit a wicked grin, I asked wiggling my brow, "Do all pack chicks have that kind of sex drive?"

Peni mounted Marcus, her eyes screaming sex as she told him,  "Always. And I love the way you let me abuse you."

Little Bit's eyes rolled away from them, looking up at my with that sexy little twinkle as she said, "Don't you already know the answer to that? Do you need reminding?"

"I do...I think I forgot" I looked over her smooth curves, knowing I would enjoy every second of the reminder.

Jalil POV

Marcus and Peni were back into their Fairy Love Land that they slipped into when they didn't have kids drapped off of them or half the community around. They were already talking about taking off to spend time alone as Marcus said, "She can have the brownies..I have other cravings." They better hurry if they wanted time in. I knew lately they'd been up half the night with four in diapers needing milk.

I had to laugh as Scappy cried, "Geez people...can't we ever just talk?  Hang out?  Why's it always gotta be about the sex?" Then she turned to me, "It's just you, me and some brownies."

Deciding to play off of our earlier conversation testing the Prince in Toad suit, I gave her a big smile saying, "Ribbet."

"I think you have to stick around for the after part to see if you become a prince J," Scrappy made a good point.

Little Bit pulled herself off of Reg saying, "Talking can only get you so far." Turning around she caressed Reg's chest saying, "Body language says so much more." I sure hoped she knew what she was getting into. I hoped he knew what he was getting into. That probably could mean they deserve each other.

Turning back to Scrappy, I licked my lips teasing, "Kiss me, we'll see what happens."

Blaise POV

"Ready to go to bed?" I asked my sweet girl looking between her and the bowl of brownie mix.

"Can I get some brownies first?" She asked me looking between the bowl, ice, and cooked brownies. "I've been waiting like a good girl."

Without breaking her continued making out with her husband, Peni pulled her wand out of her hair to double the set of brownies now that they are made. Holding onto one set of the brownies, she said to flint, "Back to plan A." They apparted away.

As my hands found Sara's thighs, seeing how delivious she looked in my shirt with her short shorts, I knew there where other things I'd rather sample than brownies. Jalil got the other set of brownies and slide them over to Sara as she told him, "Rock on."

Ducking the knife that flew over from Sara's summoning charm, I push aside my lecture on the danger of sharp objects flying across the room toward you after using Accio. She cut sections off for the three of us saying, "You came in for the good part"

Putting a hand on my shoulder, I heard Jalil come up beside me making a frog like, "Ribbet."

"At least your an equal opputunity ho, J," Sara laughed. I had no clue what they were talking about.

"Someone has to kiss me to see if I turn into a Prince," Jalil told her. That's when I was sure I didn't want to know whatever private joke they were refering to.

I removed his arm from around me replying, "Good luck with that." With one arm I grabbed Sara to pick her up off the counter. In the other hand I picked up the brownies for her to enjoy. Knowing she loved to walk, I left my wand in it's wand holder so we could stroll back to the Guest House.

"Can we eat them in bed...?" Sara laughed.

Loving her adorable ways, I gave her a humored smile kidding, as I held her close, "This one time."

Making my body tight all over she whispered in his ear, "Can I eat them off you?" And it was time to go.

Jalil POV

The Tight Wad looked down to kiss Scrappy. It was time for me to take my exit to give them some privacy.

"Bon Apetite," I told them as I picked up the phone calling the next girl in my six month rotation. Her sweet voice was like honey when she answerd.

"Hey, Ginger," I smiled as I spoke. "What do you mean who is this? How many men do you have calling you."

Behind me I heard Scrappy and Blaise making their way out the back door as she called, "Night Scooby." Giving them a backward wave, we all left the Kitchen.

[Amorentia]

Dec. 4, 2009 at 10:53 AM

Peni Clearwater written by Amorentia. Marcus Flint written by shtteredprncess. Sara Black written by shtteredprncess. Blaise Zabini by Amorentia. Reg Black written by shtteredprncess. Jalil Clearwater written by Amorentia. Tori "Little Bit" Young written by Amorentia.

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