All in good time (2/2)rsadelleNovember 2 2014, 03:38:13 UTC
Maripier's face turns stormy. "I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt," she says sharply, "and assume that means someone did that to you and not that you think we're capable of that kind of callousness."
Brandon's face is also stormy. "Do you want me to beat him up at practice tomorrow?"
P.K. was never that good at being subtle.
P.K. says, "No," and Maripier turns a sharp look on Brandon. P.K. can't exactly read the look Brandon returns to her, but he recognizes the kind of look, the silent communication in it.
Maripier brings her chair around the table to sit right next to P.K. "We would not do that," she says. "We can't promise right now that it will last forever, but we have talked about it, and we would like to date you. To see if this will work as a relationship." She grins at P.K. "We already know it will be fun."
"You're quite the catch too," Brandon puts in from the other side of the table.
It's a persuasive case.
Maripier takes P.K.'s hand in hers. "We can take it slow. Just dates for now, so you can see we're serious."
P.K. throws a questioning look at Brandon.
"As slow as you need us to," Brandon says. He reaches across the table and takes P.K.'s other hand.
They seem wholly sincere, and the promises they're making are nothing like what happened last time. It seems worth taking a chance on despite P.K.'s lingering fear that what happened last time might happen again.
"Slow," P.K. says.
They both nod.
"Okay," P.K. says. "Take me on some dates." He smiles at them. "This one was a pretty good one."
"Of course it was." Brandon squeezes P.K.'s hand. "We're good at this stuff."
"How do you think we got each other?" Maripier squeezes P.K.'s other hand. Then she smiles at him, light and sweet. "Where do you rank first kisses in the progress of going slow?"
"Well, you did invite me over for a very nice date," P.K. says with a bit of a smile. He lets go of Brandon's hand so he can cup Maripier's cheek while she kisses him, soft and close-mouthed. It's gentle, like she really is going to go slow.
When Maripier draws back, Brandon's hand falls onto P.K.'s shoulder; he came around the table while they were kissing and is on the other side of P.K. now. P.K. turns toward him, letting go of Maripier's hand this time so he can touch Brandon's jaw. Brandon's stubble prickles a little against P.K.'s palm and chin, but his kiss is otherwise just as soft as Maripier's was.
Brandon smiles softly down at P.K. when he stops kissing him. "Want to take the wine into the living room and cuddle on the couch?"
P.K. laughs. "You sure know how to show a guy a good time."
Brandon grins at him. "Well, if we're going slow, that's as good as it gets. Maripier will probably fall asleep, but we can enjoy it."
"I'm not going to fall asleep," Maripier says. She picks up the bottle of wine and her glass.
"She will," Brandon stage whispers to P.K. He grins, too, and then holds P.K.'s hand on the short walk to the couch, easy and comfortable.
Maripier does fall asleep, her head on P.K.'s chest.
"She does this," Brandon says, smiling softly at Maripier and then transferring the same smile to P.K. "You'll get used to it."
Brandon's face is also stormy. "Do you want me to beat him up at practice tomorrow?"
P.K. was never that good at being subtle.
P.K. says, "No," and Maripier turns a sharp look on Brandon. P.K. can't exactly read the look Brandon returns to her, but he recognizes the kind of look, the silent communication in it.
Maripier brings her chair around the table to sit right next to P.K. "We would not do that," she says. "We can't promise right now that it will last forever, but we have talked about it, and we would like to date you. To see if this will work as a relationship." She grins at P.K. "We already know it will be fun."
"You're quite the catch too," Brandon puts in from the other side of the table.
It's a persuasive case.
Maripier takes P.K.'s hand in hers. "We can take it slow. Just dates for now, so you can see we're serious."
P.K. throws a questioning look at Brandon.
"As slow as you need us to," Brandon says. He reaches across the table and takes P.K.'s other hand.
They seem wholly sincere, and the promises they're making are nothing like what happened last time. It seems worth taking a chance on despite P.K.'s lingering fear that what happened last time might happen again.
"Slow," P.K. says.
They both nod.
"Okay," P.K. says. "Take me on some dates." He smiles at them. "This one was a pretty good one."
"Of course it was." Brandon squeezes P.K.'s hand. "We're good at this stuff."
"How do you think we got each other?" Maripier squeezes P.K.'s other hand. Then she smiles at him, light and sweet. "Where do you rank first kisses in the progress of going slow?"
"Well, you did invite me over for a very nice date," P.K. says with a bit of a smile. He lets go of Brandon's hand so he can cup Maripier's cheek while she kisses him, soft and close-mouthed. It's gentle, like she really is going to go slow.
When Maripier draws back, Brandon's hand falls onto P.K.'s shoulder; he came around the table while they were kissing and is on the other side of P.K. now. P.K. turns toward him, letting go of Maripier's hand this time so he can touch Brandon's jaw. Brandon's stubble prickles a little against P.K.'s palm and chin, but his kiss is otherwise just as soft as Maripier's was.
Brandon smiles softly down at P.K. when he stops kissing him. "Want to take the wine into the living room and cuddle on the couch?"
P.K. laughs. "You sure know how to show a guy a good time."
Brandon grins at him. "Well, if we're going slow, that's as good as it gets. Maripier will probably fall asleep, but we can enjoy it."
"I'm not going to fall asleep," Maripier says. She picks up the bottle of wine and her glass.
"She will," Brandon stage whispers to P.K. He grins, too, and then holds P.K.'s hand on the short walk to the couch, easy and comfortable.
Maripier does fall asleep, her head on P.K.'s chest.
"She does this," Brandon says, smiling softly at Maripier and then transferring the same smile to P.K. "You'll get used to it."
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