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schmericaStill thinking about my favorite OT3.
*****
They're making out on the couch when Mikey's phone beeps with an incoming text message, and Mikey -- because Mikey is pretty much a dumbass sometimes -- stops what they're doing, pulls away from her and sits up and reaches to the end table to check it.
Alicia pushes herself up to sit, too, and blows her hair out of her eyes.
"What is it?"
"Just Pete," Mikey says, staring down at the small screen while he pushes buttons. "He wants to know what I'm doing."
"Tell him to fuck off, because you're getting laid."
Mikey says thoughtfully, "I don't think that would put Pete off. He would just demand details."
Alicia grunts with frustration. "Fine. Tell him I'm doing that thing with my tongue, and you're making your stupid choking noises every time I touch your dick. Maybe he'll leave us alone while he jerks off."
Mikey smiles and, with a final click, sets his phone back down on the table and turns back to her. Alicia climbs up on his lap and licks down his jaw.
Mikey puts his hands on her hips. "You know, we didn't--" he starts, and then pauses to kiss her before continuing. "Me and Pete. He doesn't know those noises."
"What?" Alicia says. She's not that invested in the conversation, more interested in rubbing up against him. "Why not? He's not that bad a lay."
Mikey shakes his head, laughing a little. "No, no, we-- We never."
Alicia stops, then, going still, and tilts his face up so she can look him in the eye. "What are you talking about? You two were all over each other that summer. You're telling me there was nothing?"
"It wasn't nothing," Mikey protests, "it was just..." He pulls Alicia down to sit across his thighs, holding her closer. "We hung out a lot. There was cuddling, a lot of cuddling. We held hands. We even made out a couple times, but we never got around to anything else, you know? We were ... friends." Mikey bites his lower lip while he thinks and then says, "It was kind of special. Magical. That whole summer."
Alicia's silent through his whole speech, and after he's done she looks at him for a few moments. Then she says, "You guys are such queers" and grabs his phone back off of the end table.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Mikey says. He twists around, trying to see what she's typing, but Alicia moves, facing the screen away from him.
"Dear Wentz," Alicia says in a sing-song voice, "this is Alicia. Wanna bone my fiance? Send message."
She grins at him and waits. It seems like only a couple of seconds before the phone pings again with a new message.
"You wanna know what he says?"
"I guess," Mikey says, a little cautious.
Alicia says, "Let's see, then," and presses the button. "Pete says, hell yeah, but only if I promise not to cut off his balls. I suppose that's a fair condition."
Mikey is biting his lip again, frowning a little. He says, "Alicia--"
"What should I reply?"
"Alicia," Mikey says again, bringing one hand up to wrap around her wrist. "You know I don't need to fuck anyone but you, right?"
"Shut the fuck up, Mikey," Alicia says fondly, and she gives Mikey a peck on the mouth before she finishes texting Pete to tell him they have a deal.
*****
They're making out on the couch when Mikey's phone beeps with an incoming text message, and Mikey -- because Mikey is pretty much a dumbass sometimes -- stops what they're doing, pulls away from her and sits up and reaches to the end table to check it.
Alicia pushes herself up to sit, too, and blows her hair out of her eyes.
"What is it?"
"Just Pete," Mikey says, staring down at the small screen while he pushes buttons. "He wants to know what I'm doing."
"Tell him to fuck off, because you're getting laid."
Mikey says thoughtfully, "I don't think that would put Pete off. He would just demand details."
Alicia grunts with frustration. "Fine. Tell him I'm doing that thing with my tongue, and you're making your stupid choking noises every time I touch your dick. Maybe he'll leave us alone while he jerks off."
Mikey smiles and, with a final click, sets his phone back down on the table and turns back to her. Alicia climbs up on his lap and licks down his jaw.
Mikey puts his hands on her hips. "You know, we didn't--" he starts, and then pauses to kiss her before continuing. "Me and Pete. He doesn't know those noises."
"What?" Alicia says. She's not that invested in the conversation, more interested in rubbing up against him. "Why not? He's not that bad a lay."
Mikey shakes his head, laughing a little. "No, no, we-- We never."
Alicia stops, then, going still, and tilts his face up so she can look him in the eye. "What are you talking about? You two were all over each other that summer. You're telling me there was nothing?"
"It wasn't nothing," Mikey protests, "it was just..." He pulls Alicia down to sit across his thighs, holding her closer. "We hung out a lot. There was cuddling, a lot of cuddling. We held hands. We even made out a couple times, but we never got around to anything else, you know? We were ... friends." Mikey bites his lower lip while he thinks and then says, "It was kind of special. Magical. That whole summer."
Alicia's silent through his whole speech, and after he's done she looks at him for a few moments. Then she says, "You guys are such queers" and grabs his phone back off of the end table.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Mikey says. He twists around, trying to see what she's typing, but Alicia moves, facing the screen away from him.
"Dear Wentz," Alicia says in a sing-song voice, "this is Alicia. Wanna bone my fiance? Send message."
She grins at him and waits. It seems like only a couple of seconds before the phone pings again with a new message.
"You wanna know what he says?"
"I guess," Mikey says, a little cautious.
Alicia says, "Let's see, then," and presses the button. "Pete says, hell yeah, but only if I promise not to cut off his balls. I suppose that's a fair condition."
Mikey is biting his lip again, frowning a little. He says, "Alicia--"
"What should I reply?"
"Alicia," Mikey says again, bringing one hand up to wrap around her wrist. "You know I don't need to fuck anyone but you, right?"
"Shut the fuck up, Mikey," Alicia says fondly, and she gives Mikey a peck on the mouth before she finishes texting Pete to tell him they have a deal.
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