There's a fault in my code

LEVI: Rude.

LEVI: Alright, I will.

LEVI: Jesus I have no idea what to wear.

FREDDIE: Yes and no. You've seen her. But I never introduced you two. She's...shy.

FREDDIE: Thanks. I appreciate it.

FREDDIE: I told you. You're only getting the time and place. She'll be there waiting for you at the table.

LEVI: RIIIIIGHT. You with someone shy LOL.

“I’m drunk?” Puck questioned, but didn’t press for an answer any further. She was way too drunk to have a proper chat, and didn’t seem able to hold herself up for much longer. He followed her into her bedroom, the bedroom she had hung out in numerous times before. “Yeah, I–” He paused when she removed her shirt. Suddenly, he was very aware of his presence in her private space. He’d seen her shirtless before. They’d been at the beach. But for some reason, this felt different. Almost wrong. Like he wasn’t supposed to see her like this. He shook the thought away from his mind, focusing on her request instead and removing her shoes. He dropped them on the floor next to the bed, ready to go get the pillow and blanket he always slept on when he stayed over. But her question threw him off, his face turning into a mask of confusion. “You want me to hold you? Like…sleep here with you?”

Celia half expected him to push her away. Maybe he was playing her all along. Maybe this was all a big joke to him and the arousal in his pants was due to the mockery he loved so much. But when he kissed her back, she knew it wasn’t a joke. He meant everything he was saying and the urgency in which he kissed her told her he craved this just as much as she did. So when he pushed her against the wall, she didn’t fight him. And when he tugged her down the hall, she didn’t fight him either. If anything, she was glad that she had gotten rid of her shoes when they walked in, preventing her from stumbling on the way to wherever it was he was taking them. She didn’t care about that. Not when he kissed her the way he did. Not when she was so busy fumbling with the buttons of his shirt to the point where she just ripped it open, shoving the fabric off his shoulders so her hands could touch his skin; skin she had wanted to touch and kiss and taste so many times before.

This was what she craved. The touch, the attention, the orgasm. So when Desi finally gave all that to her, Julie had no intention to be poised and sexy. She wanted to be driven wild, to find that sweet release over and over again. And it didn’t take long for the first one to arrive. Desi was a skilled artist and Julie was more than willing to take it. She could feel it build up, bringing her to that brink and then…then it was gone and Julie was groaning in protest. The haze that clouded Julie’s mind made it difficult to comprehend what was going on, but once Desi spoke, Julie’s eyes shot open, hands flying out to try and reach for the other girl’s. “No, no no… You can’t stop! Come on…” She was being whiny, but she didn’t care. Not when she was so damn close.

“You don’t? Why the hell not? She looks like she knows what she’s doing. I bet those two could make you look like a virgin again.”

“Alright, fine. Let’s go down to that bar you took me last week. With the cute bartender.”

“Because she’s not the person I’m in love with.”

FREDDIE: I guess that explains a lot.

FREDDIE: I don't think she'd appreciate me calling it a booty call.

FREDDIE: In all seriousness. You can do this. I'm sure of it.

FREDDIE: Please don't make me apologize. Be nice. If your personality fails you, at least show her a good time.

LEVI: Ah. And do I know this mystery non booty call, booty call?

LEVI: That's a lot of trust to have in me but I'll try not to be too weird and awkward.

“You wouldn’t be a law student anymore if you broke the law, smartypants. And your mom would kill us both.” Puck nearly shuddered. Bonnie Tyson was scary as fuck. But Jade? She was an angel that fell in his life out of nowhere. And for some reason, she thought he was worth more than he really was. Her words brought a smile to his face, making him tighten his grip on her very lightly. “Alright, you got me for the night then.” Once the limo stopped, Puck helped a very drunk Jade get out and walk the steps toward her apartment door. She was drunker than he expected, so staying after all was probably a good idea. She could get sick or wander off and there would be no one here to look after her. He held her upright against the door, standing a little too close than he probably should, but he had to hold her up until she was able to find her keys. He’d offer to help, but her stubborn self would very likely say no. He stared at her for a moment, head shaking when she completely disregarded her own purse in favor of the key that unlocked the door behind her. So he let her attempt to open it while he leaned down to pick up the tiny purse with a bit of a grunt. Moving his head so quickly was not the brightest idea, as it made him feel a little woozy. But he fought it off, instead opting to follow her inside. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s get you to bed, shall we?” He spoke in a soft voice as he tried to steer her toward her bedroom.

Was the room spinning? Or was it just Celia’s brain assimilating the things Theo was saying? Maybe assimilating the proximity between them? Whatever it was, it made it difficult to keep a coherent thought. One that didn’t include just giving in. Would that be so bad? They were about to get married. They were expected to start a family together, even if they hated each other. So would it be so bad if she indulged in a little sin for once? It was clear he wanted her. He wasn’t being a dick to her. And her body betrayed her, told her she wanted him too. He was right. She didn’t have to say no. And she didn’t want to. Not when his hands moved exactly to where she craved them the most. Her legs nearly buckled beneath her at the surprising (and possibly slightly inappropriate) touching. God, her body was throbbing with a need she didn’t even recognize. Nothing she had ever felt for past lovers. And to make matters worse, he was giving her an out. Was he really willing to walk away? Suddenly, it dawned on her. She didn’t want him to. She had fought off these urges for so long. She could handle being careless for one night. The second her mind made a decision, her body turned in his arms, lips attaching themselves to his in a hungry, needy kiss.

“I’m pretty sure she’s not thinking about you right now. Probably wouldn’t even notice if you left. Seriously. How do you handle the blue balls?”

“Stupid? No. Sad? A little. Especially because it could be you fucking her in there instead of the hot latina. Or, you know… Both.”

“Thanks for the reminder, dude. You’d be surprised how easy it is to handle blue balls when you--” have a broken heart. “God, you’re fucking right. I’m being sad and pathetic. Though for the record, I don’t want to bang the hot latina. You know what? Why don’t we go out? Grab a few drinks or something. Maybe.. there’s someone else.”

It was almost embarrassing how obvious it was that Julie was enjoying it. When she was really in it, her body gave away how the other made her feel. It was real. This time was proof enough. Julie probably looked like a mess. Messy hair, sweaty, flushed body sprawled out on the bed while Desi worked her magic to make her lose her fucking mind. Desi was a fucking natural when it came to all things sex. Julie watched how seamlessly the other girl worked her body and the way it responded to her. The way her chest rose heavily with each touch of the miniature vibrator, followed by the delicious tongue attached to the brunette. No sound that came from Julie’s mouth was fake. The men she was paid to sleep with never got to see the flush Desi pointed out. Because they never made her feel so feverish. It was mechanical, not carnal. Julie’s hips nearly jumped off the bed when Desi’s teasing hand came close to the spot that was throbbing for her, her lips letting out a complaining whine when she chose to skip to her thighs instead. “You’re such a tease…” Despite the complaint, Julie did as she was told, plopping her head back on the pillow. Just as she forced her eyes shut, Julie felt it. The slightest intrusion against her core, the vibrations of the toy echoing. “Oh fuck…” She let out in a little squeak. Her body tensed almost immediately, not because she disliked it, but because it felt so damn good.

*

FREDDIE: Wow

FREDDIE: You love me, shut up

FREDDIE: I...have a sort of date of my own. That doesn't involve dinner. Or public spaces. Or clothes.

FREDDIE: Don't worry. I'm trusting you not to fuck it up too badly.

FREDDIE: With how much money I'm paying, it's not like she'll run away [DELETED]

LEVI: I had a charmed life. I'm not ashamed of that. And I can't help if I want that too.

LEVI: Is it really a date if you're just going to be having sex with this girl?

LEVI: Too badly being the keywords.

“Oh, could we? You don’t seem the type to want to run from the cops forever.” It was sweet that she even suggested it, but Puck knew she wasn’t the type. Jade was…nice. And reliable. And a good friend. Puck was…not. But he still couldn’t bring himself to rope her into the mess that was his life. Just being her friend was a line that he shouldn’t have crossed, but she didn’t give him much choice on that. So he let her rest against him, his arm placed protectively around her. “Yeah? I like it too. You’re fun when you’re drunk.” He chuckled, placing a soft kiss on the top of her head. Somehow this girl brought out the softer side in him and he didn’t bother to fight it. “Why can’t I go home? Nobody’s gonna rob a big guy like me.” He was joking, but it was nice to know she cared. “But yeah. Pancakes sound damn good. Plus your couch is better than mine.” Puck really needed to find a place with an actual bedroom. Eventually.

Celia was just about to tell him he was insane if he thought she would ever join him in the shower when she felt her body being pushed backward against his. Every inch of her back was pressed flush against his chest and for a moment, she didn’t quite hate it. She didn’t even push him away. And then she felt it. Pressed right against her lower back, twitching to life and she could swear her mouth was watering at the thought. Fuck. She needed to get away from him. She wasn’t nearly drunk enough to allow this mistake to happen. Was she? He spoke and her body shuddered against her will. He didn’t need to do much else to get her wet. “I think we both had a long day.” Why was it so difficult to fight him off? Sure, he was handsome, but she was never this attracted to him before. He was a jerk and he treated her badly. Why would she be into him now? She finally took a step away from him, but his grip on her was stronger than she had realized. So she turned her head, allowing herself to glance back at him. “You should go to sleep before you do something you’ll regret in the morning.”

“Dude, you’re torturing yourself. Either you go in there and join them or get the hell out. Go for a walk or something.”

“She’ll think somethings wrong if I leave. I don’t want to freak her out or.. whatever. It’s fine just.. let’s put the game on or something. Up loud.”

“I am.” Julie spoke with a laugh. For once, Julie could actually enjoy herself. She didn’t have to fake it for someone else’s pleasure, she didn’t have to pretend she liked it a certain way. She was truly having a good time and she was sure Desi could tell with the way her body responded to each ministration. And God, Desi knew exactly which buttons to push to set Julie’s body on fire. She had found her way to Julie’s sensitive clit, and the soft motions of Desi’s fingertips brought out a low whine from her parted lips. It was crazy how just her hands could have such an effect on Julie’s body when most men she worked for had to put in a lot more work. Julie watched as Desi brought her hand to her lips and she practically melted into a puddle in her own bed. “You look so fucking hot when you do that.” She sat up a little when Desi rummaged through her drawer, eyebrows raised in curiosity to see which item she’d pick out. And once she saw the tiny vibrator, the grin on her lips only widened with excitement. She tilted her head, welcoming the vibrations against her soft skin, feeling as it brought a bout of goosebumps all over her body, following after the toy with each new place it went. And as much as Julie wanted the other girl to go for it, she forced herself to be as still as possible. If she wanted to be greedy, she couldn’t be impatient as well.

FREDDIE: What Lifetime movie did you come from?

FREDDIE: You never know where it might lead. She might be the kind to go for it on the first date ;)

LEVI: The one where the man and the woman fall in love in high school, stay together through college, get married, have a baby and teach their son all about that forever type of love.

LEVI: It's my parents.