New Numb3rs fic for times_for_three
Title: Four Hidden Kisses and One Discovered Kiss
Fandom: Numb3rs
Characters: Don Eppes/Billy Cooper/Melinda Reeves (OFC)
Prompt: #7 A Stolen Kiss
Word Count: 977
Rating: FRM, for one sexy scene
Summary: Eventually they had to be discovered.
Disclaimer: The closest thing I own to Numb3rs is a calculator. CH and NF own the boys. I do own Melinda.
Author's Notes: See Assertion.
Don’s arms wrapped around her waist and his face buried into her neck. For just a second she let his lips play against her skin, before she pulled away.
“Don, your family is sitting right in the living room. What if Alan walked in here?”
“I know, but I haven’t seen you in two weeks. I’ve missed you,” he pulled her back towards him.
“I know,” her body was betraying her as she allowed herself to be molded against him, “I’ve missed you, too.”
Their lips met in a kiss that spoke of two long weeks apart and that promised a better reunion later.
“Donnie, what is taking so long with the coffee,” Alan backed through the swinging kitchen door carrying serving dishes. By the time he had pivoted around, Melinda was at the trash can scraping food bits off dinner plates and Don was pouring hot water into the French press.
###
“What do you think of the new bed,” Billy asked as he followed Melinda into the bedroom.
Setting the boxes she was carrying down by the chest of drawers, she smiled, “The best part of this place over your apartment or mine is that there is finally room for a king bed.”
“Like we need it,” Billy snorted. “You fall asleep half on top of Don and wake up half on top of me.”
“I wasn’t really thinking of sleeping. I was thinking of the benefit of more room during more vigorous activities.”
Billy grinned as he hooked two fingers in the belt loops of her jeans and pulled her towards him, “Did I ever tell you I love your thinking?”
His lips descended on hers before she could answer. They broke apart at the sound of Larry tripping over the box just out side the bedroom door. When he stuck his head in the bedroom to ensure them that he was alright after his encounter with Newton’s First Law, they were unpacking boxes on opposite sides of the room.
###
Melinda was laying on her side watching the two men kiss. She loved watching them make love, because for two such powerful men they were willing and eager to turn power over to each other at anytime. Currently, Billy was in charge as he lay on top of Don slowly kissing and caressing the other man. If it wasn’t for Don’s thumb circling her nipple and Billy’s hand on her hip, she would have felt like a voyeur.
Billy rolled Don to face her as he moved behind him to start prepping him. Billy placed Don’s leg over Melinda’s hip to open him up and to draw her closer to them. As Billy worked Don’s tight hole, Don’s hand slipped down between Melinda and his bodies, mimicking Billy’s movements on her pussy. Just as they were about ready, mere seconds before Billy was going to slide into Don, which would force Don into Melinda, the door bell sounded throughout the condo. Their three bodies instinctively pulled apart.
“Shit,” Don sat up. “I forgot. I told Charlie he could stop by tonight. Dad planned a fancy dinner for Millie and Colby’s got a thing at the VFW.”
Mumbling curses, both men scrambled out of bed and pulled on clothes.
Melinda sat up, “Are you telling me that I’m stuck up here for the next few hours?”
“You were going to spend the night anyhow,” Don tried an apologetic smile.
“Yeah, with you two being thoroughly satisfied,” with a huff she collapsed back on the bed. “At least bring me my laptop. It’s by the front door.”
Billy gave her a quick kiss before he ran downstairs to get said laptop before Charlie saw it.
Don gave her a slightly longer kiss, “Sorry, baby. We’ll make it up to you.”
“You better.”
###
Dinner at Megan and Larry’s was always an adventure. Don was fairly sure that Larry Fleinhardt was the only person he knew who could set a salad on fire, but that was part of the joy of knowing Larry. Melinda was laughing as Larry escorted her into the living room and most likely it had to do with the blackened salad.
When Larry excused himself back into the kitchen, Don and Coop made room between them for her and Don handed Alania to her aunt. Knowing that Megan and Larry would be several minutes in the kitchen, Don, Coop and Melinda exchanged slow, deep kisses. Alania’s giggling and clapping made them break apart and stare at the little girl. To Don it seemed that she understood what the kissing meant and he was very grateful that she couldn’t really talk yet.
###
“What the hell do you think you are doing?”
At Alan’s thunderous exclamation, Coop pulled away from the passionate
embrace he was sharing with Melinda. “Alan, this isn’t what it looks like.”
“It looks like you’re kissing Melinda,” Alan stared at them.
“And, I’m sure he was,” Don answered his father’s accusation as he entered the kitchen. “Dad, I think we need to explain a few things.”
“No kidding. Donnie, what is going on here? Are you and Coop not together anymore,” Alan asked, confused and perhaps a little sad.
Don took Coop’s hand, “No, Pop, Coop and I are still very much together, but… well, this is a little hard to explain. Basically, we’re with Melinda, too. We… um…”
“Alan,” Melinda moved across the room to stand in front of him, “I’m in love and love your son. I’m also in love and love Billy. It may not be normal or even sane, but we want to make a life and a family together; the three of us.”
Alan stared at her, “A family?”
“Yes, hopefully, we’ll giving you a grandchild soon.”
Alan looked at his son, “You always did like doing thing a little differently.”
Don merely laughed.
Fandom: Numb3rs
Characters: Don Eppes/Billy Cooper/Melinda Reeves (OFC)
Prompt: #7 A Stolen Kiss
Word Count: 977
Rating: FRM, for one sexy scene
Summary: Eventually they had to be discovered.
Disclaimer: The closest thing I own to Numb3rs is a calculator. CH and NF own the boys. I do own Melinda.
Author's Notes: See Assertion.
Don’s arms wrapped around her waist and his face buried into her neck. For just a second she let his lips play against her skin, before she pulled away.
“Don, your family is sitting right in the living room. What if Alan walked in here?”
“I know, but I haven’t seen you in two weeks. I’ve missed you,” he pulled her back towards him.
“I know,” her body was betraying her as she allowed herself to be molded against him, “I’ve missed you, too.”
Their lips met in a kiss that spoke of two long weeks apart and that promised a better reunion later.
“Donnie, what is taking so long with the coffee,” Alan backed through the swinging kitchen door carrying serving dishes. By the time he had pivoted around, Melinda was at the trash can scraping food bits off dinner plates and Don was pouring hot water into the French press.
###
“What do you think of the new bed,” Billy asked as he followed Melinda into the bedroom.
Setting the boxes she was carrying down by the chest of drawers, she smiled, “The best part of this place over your apartment or mine is that there is finally room for a king bed.”
“Like we need it,” Billy snorted. “You fall asleep half on top of Don and wake up half on top of me.”
“I wasn’t really thinking of sleeping. I was thinking of the benefit of more room during more vigorous activities.”
Billy grinned as he hooked two fingers in the belt loops of her jeans and pulled her towards him, “Did I ever tell you I love your thinking?”
His lips descended on hers before she could answer. They broke apart at the sound of Larry tripping over the box just out side the bedroom door. When he stuck his head in the bedroom to ensure them that he was alright after his encounter with Newton’s First Law, they were unpacking boxes on opposite sides of the room.
###
Melinda was laying on her side watching the two men kiss. She loved watching them make love, because for two such powerful men they were willing and eager to turn power over to each other at anytime. Currently, Billy was in charge as he lay on top of Don slowly kissing and caressing the other man. If it wasn’t for Don’s thumb circling her nipple and Billy’s hand on her hip, she would have felt like a voyeur.
Billy rolled Don to face her as he moved behind him to start prepping him. Billy placed Don’s leg over Melinda’s hip to open him up and to draw her closer to them. As Billy worked Don’s tight hole, Don’s hand slipped down between Melinda and his bodies, mimicking Billy’s movements on her pussy. Just as they were about ready, mere seconds before Billy was going to slide into Don, which would force Don into Melinda, the door bell sounded throughout the condo. Their three bodies instinctively pulled apart.
“Shit,” Don sat up. “I forgot. I told Charlie he could stop by tonight. Dad planned a fancy dinner for Millie and Colby’s got a thing at the VFW.”
Mumbling curses, both men scrambled out of bed and pulled on clothes.
Melinda sat up, “Are you telling me that I’m stuck up here for the next few hours?”
“You were going to spend the night anyhow,” Don tried an apologetic smile.
“Yeah, with you two being thoroughly satisfied,” with a huff she collapsed back on the bed. “At least bring me my laptop. It’s by the front door.”
Billy gave her a quick kiss before he ran downstairs to get said laptop before Charlie saw it.
Don gave her a slightly longer kiss, “Sorry, baby. We’ll make it up to you.”
“You better.”
###
Dinner at Megan and Larry’s was always an adventure. Don was fairly sure that Larry Fleinhardt was the only person he knew who could set a salad on fire, but that was part of the joy of knowing Larry. Melinda was laughing as Larry escorted her into the living room and most likely it had to do with the blackened salad.
When Larry excused himself back into the kitchen, Don and Coop made room between them for her and Don handed Alania to her aunt. Knowing that Megan and Larry would be several minutes in the kitchen, Don, Coop and Melinda exchanged slow, deep kisses. Alania’s giggling and clapping made them break apart and stare at the little girl. To Don it seemed that she understood what the kissing meant and he was very grateful that she couldn’t really talk yet.
###
“What the hell do you think you are doing?”
At Alan’s thunderous exclamation, Coop pulled away from the passionate
embrace he was sharing with Melinda. “Alan, this isn’t what it looks like.”
“It looks like you’re kissing Melinda,” Alan stared at them.
“And, I’m sure he was,” Don answered his father’s accusation as he entered the kitchen. “Dad, I think we need to explain a few things.”
“No kidding. Donnie, what is going on here? Are you and Coop not together anymore,” Alan asked, confused and perhaps a little sad.
Don took Coop’s hand, “No, Pop, Coop and I are still very much together, but… well, this is a little hard to explain. Basically, we’re with Melinda, too. We… um…”
“Alan,” Melinda moved across the room to stand in front of him, “I’m in love and love your son. I’m also in love and love Billy. It may not be normal or even sane, but we want to make a life and a family together; the three of us.”
Alan stared at her, “A family?”
“Yes, hopefully, we’ll giving you a grandchild soon.”
Alan looked at his son, “You always did like doing thing a little differently.”
Don merely laughed.