Chapter 69: House Rules
*She is delightfully chaotic; a beautiful mess. Loving her is a splendid adventure. – Steve Maraboli*
It did not take long to pack up the small apartment. The majority of everything was going into storage. Pictures, nick knacks, clothes and other personal items went to the houses. A moving company was hired for everything else, and it was stored away in an indoor climate-controlled storage facility.
Reese and JD were carrying boxes into his new room. It had a queen size four poster bed with matching bedside tables and a highboy dresser. There was a full bath with walk-in closet accessible from both the bathroom and bedroom. A large flat screen TV hung on the wall opposite the bed.
Reese sat the box he carried onto the bed. Waiting until the teen was in the room, he walked over and closed the door. JD looked at him with a cocked eyebrow and smirk.
“We’re going to have that talk now.” Reese crossed the room and sat in the armchair in the far corner. JD sat on the edge of the bed facing him.
“I’m not going to delude myself and say that you’re not thinking about the advantages of living here with Dean by yourself.” Reese said and JD shrugged. “She’s on birth control. There’s condoms in the bathroom. I’m not telling you to fuck her. I’m saying, if it happens, be a man about it.”
“I appreciate the vote of confidence.” JD grinned. “But I don’t think we’re there yet. She’s a virgin, first time should not be just some wham bam thanks ma’am.”
Reese nodded. “I appreciate the honesty. And the maturity. I’m guessing you’re not a virgin.”
The younger man shook his head no. “There’s something about Dean. She’s…”
“Special.” Reese suggested with a smile and JD nodded. “She is that. I know she likes you. You’re more than just her typical guy friends. She’s a bit of an odd duck.”
“Yeah. Don’t go to movies with her.” He smirked. “Why doesn’t she do theater or something like that?”
“She did. Half a semester her freshman year. The teacher and her butted heads like two mountain goats.”
“No.” JD said with mock surprise. “Not that sweet girl.”
“We talking about the same girl?” Reese gave a lopsided grin. “Has a fucking mouth on her and a stubborn streak only eclipsed by her sarcasm?”
“Yup. Same girl.” The teen replied as the door burst open.
“And doesn’t know how to knock.” Reese said dryly.
“I know how.” Dean said from the doorway. “I just choose not to. The only sheets we have are pink or flower crap and he’s not getting my black, so….”
He grinned at his niece and shook his head. “As soon as Helen gets home, we’ll go eat and go shopping.”
Dean looked down the hall. “Do you like Polynesian?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever had it.” Helen admitted as she got closer.
“You need a baby.” Dean smiled.
“Excuse me?” Reese asked as JD shook his head and asked “What?”
Dean looked back in the room and started laughing. “Monster keeps bringing her his babies.”
But the thought was there. Reese’s dick started up with the Morse code again. Pictures of Helen with a baby flashed in his mind and he was pretty sure his cock was trying to tell him I got you. That’s my whole purpose, let’s get her pregnant.
Damn he hoped that she had gotten on birth control like they had talked about. He had a funny feeling if she wasn’t, there would not be a need for it.
“Go put Monster and his babies in his room.” Reese said standing up and seeing the bouncing butt in the hall. As he moved closer to the door, he saw that the dog was looking at Helen as though she hung the moon. “Sorry, buddy, she’s mine. Dean is your girl.”
“Only because I know where the… treats are.” With the word treats, Monster stopped looking at Helen and turned his attention to Dean. “Go to your room and I’ll get you a treat.”
The dog turned and went down the hall and walked into a room. Curiously, JD followed Dean and her dog into the bedroom with pale green walls and black trim. Cult classic movie monsters were painted on the walls.
What should have been her walk-in closet had a dog bed that matched her own. They were both wrought iron with intricate curves and spikes. Her bed had a lilac satin comforter with a darker purple dust ruffle with black lace above and below. The dog bed was dark purple and black plaid.
She had a five-drawer dresser and an armoire. Monster had a food and water bowl cabinet that matched the dresser. Later, JD would discover that his food was stored in the lower drawers. As Dean got some water from the adjoining bathroom, he opened the smaller armoire and found collars and leashes.
“You can take him for a walk later.” Dean said coming back in. “The bedside table is actually his treat jar.”
“Does the lamp work?” JD asked noticing the cord running to the lamp on the small bedside table. He tugged on the drawer handle and the whole front fell forward.
“Monster.” Dean said wiping up the little bit of spilled water. “Sit like a gentleman.”
The large dog sat on his rump and looked up at JD.
“Good boy.” JD said and handed him the treat.
Dean laughed as she stepped around the dog. “You’ve never had a dog.” She stated and he shook his head no. Placing the treat on his now flattened palm, she guided him to hold it out to Monster. “If you hold it like this, you’re less likely to lose a finger.”
Monster took the large bone shaped biscuit and laid down on the floor to eat it. Dean walked back into her bathroom which was painted lilac with black trim and dark purple cabinets. Elvira was painted on her wall in here.
“You really do like your cult classics.” JD said as she hung the light green towel up.
“Guilty.” She smiled. “Will you close that door?”
He closed the door and found himself looking at the Corpse Bride. “And Tim Burton.”
“Yeah.” She closed the gate to Monster’s room and turned off the light. The small lamp that looked like the ones on her bedside table flickered to life. “His lamp is on a sensor. It’s like a night light.”
“Where did you find matching furniture?” he asked pulling her to him.
“Uncle Owen had it made. I designed it and he had it made. Had to change it a few times before he agreed. He didn’t want me to have something that in a few years I would grow out of. No direct reference to the Monster movies. Nothing too little girlish. Not even-.”
Smiling at her, JD kissed her forcing her to be quiet.
“You never talk this much.” He said softly before kissing her again. “Except when you’re nervous. Am I making you nervous?”
“Yes.” She breathed out.
He gave a soft chuckle before pulling her closer and wrapping his arms around her. Resting his chin on her head, he closed his eyes and waited. Slowly she relaxed and her arms went around him.
“I want to do all kinds of things to you.” JD admitted softly. “Try things with you. But I won’t.”
He felt her stiffen in his arms.
“I’m eighteen. You’re sixteen.”
“I’ll be seventeen in March.” She mumbled.
“And I’ll be nineteen in January.” He said softly and gave a small sigh. “Either way you look at it, I shouldn’t even be doing this. But I need you like this.”
“I want you to be my first.” Dean told him and it was his turn to stiffen. As he relaxed, another part of him stiffened.
“Sorry, I have no control over my dick right now.” He admitted knowing that she could feel his hardness. She leaned into him pressing her softness against him and making him groan.
“Who does?” she whispered huskily, and he felt it twitch.
“Apparently, you.” He answered opening his eyes and seeing her uncle propped in the doorway. He nodded at the younger man before silently moving away.
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