RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

A smile comes across my face as Coby releases into me. I swallow down as much of the sticky substance as I possibly can, trying my best not to cough and hack over him.

I bring my lips along his dick one more ltime as I pull back, cleaning what I can off before looking up at him.

"I'll be a better boy in future, officer." I say, smirking up at him.

"Brian," I sink down to my own knees like him, smiling at him, "I think I forgot about the role-playing half way through fingering your spot."

I grin at him as I move my hand to my shirt pocket and pull the key from the pocket. I show it to Brian before going about unlocking his hands from their position behind his back.

"So, was I good at being an asshole? Ooooh, and I'm sorry I made you bleed," I smile weakly, now feeling bad after my come down.

I smile at him, "Yeah, I kinda figured. I can't see you giving any of you other prisoners that kind of treatement. And if you have then you're going to have dead criminals on your hands... or mine. Both work."

I rub at my wrists as they're released from the metal prison. My shoulders feel strange, as if they're in the wrong place. I can feel the pain moving through me now, the aftermath of the insane pleasure not quite so nice. Although it guarantees I won't be bored at work tomorrow, my mind'll be wandering.

"You were a great asshole." I say, rolling my shoulders a little to get the feeling back, "I almost pity the perps. And don't worry about the pain, I like it truth be told."

I used to be such a masochist because it meant I felt something, now it's just become a habit.

"You dirty little bitch," I say with a grin as I punch his shoulder lightly.

The high from my orgasm is wearing off now. I can feel my eyes drooping and a yawn coming from me.

I yawn, "my God. I am so tired," I laugh a little before dropping my head on Brian's shoulder, "I am so not a teenager anymore."

"Mm, you're also pushing me into my own come and normally, I wouldn't be complaining but it's gone cold." I say, giggling a little as I push him off me so I can move away from the wall.

"I think it's time for bed then, Mr. Shaddix." I say, getting up from my squatting position, stretching my legs out as I rise, "With a nice cup of cocoa and a good book."

I hop out of the way of a swipe to my leg, laughing as I do so. How is it that a good orgasm can always turn me into a sarcastic little bitch?

I rise myself from the floor, stretching as I do so before following Brian out of the room slowly. I look at the stain on the wall from Brian's come, smiling at the though of how dirty we can still be.

"I'll clean that up tomorrow," I tell myself as I walk out of the room.

"Well, you can make the cocoa, I am going to bed," I tell Brian as I walk out of the hallway and start to walk slowly up the stairs.

"Oh yeah, because I know how to make cocoa." I say, following after him, "You'd end up with hot whisky."

Not that that isn't a great thing. One of the women I'd been working with a while ago used to use it to help her sleep. She suggested I try it. Of course it didn't help me sleep, just made me even more thirsty.

I wrap my arms around him from behind and kiss his shoulder, "I think you'll just have to make do with a cuddle and a nice pair of warm socks. Will that do?"

"Hell, I don't think I'll even make it to the bed," I joke as I walk up the stairs towards our bedroom.

I look around at him, smiling weakly and tiredly at him.

I yawn again, not quite sure why I am so tired, I mean, I don't even care that I didn't finish that report that I had to have completely. I just want to get into bed, wrap myself up in a blanket and Brian and just sleep my life away.

"Mm, you'll make it to bed. Who'll hog all the duvet otherwise?" I ask, smirking to myself.

I give him a 'helpful' push towards the bedroom, moving along with a laugh. I feel lighter than air right now. Tired but light and giggly and stupid. I think it's because I know my fantasies aren't too weird for Coby, he's not going to completely disown me.

I nudge him into the bedroom, grinning widely at our achievement, "Ta-dahhhh!"

"Oh thank God, it seemed so far," I say as I stagger over to the bed before collapsing face first onto the mattress.

"Mmmmm, so soft and... oooooooh," I say as I snuggle myself into the duvet, it's so soft under my skin.

I warm my way out of my shirt and let it push onto the floor as I continue to just lay naked on top of the duvet with a small breeze from the window skimming my body. I keep my eyes closed as I just lay there.

"Mmmmm..."

I smile over at Coby, he's cute when he's tired (along with pretty much every other time I'm around him). I walk over to the bed and climb in, getting under the duvet as best I can.

"You can sleep on top if you like." I say, peering over the top of the duvet, "But I'm-a sleepin' underneath. To keep warm and to stop crazy rapist bedbugs."

I have no idea what I'm saying anymore. I don't tend to make much sense post orgasm.

"Hmmmm," I hum as I roll onto my side, my eyes still closed as I nuzzle my head into pillow.

"Yeah Brian," I answer him, not sure what he is saying to me anymore as I am just drifting into sleep now.

"Night Brian," I say before smiling at him, even though I know he's on the other side of me and my backs to him, I am just that tired.

I look across at him, he's such a douche. He'll be complaining in the middle fo the night about being cold and suchlike. Oh well, just means a possibility for round two.

"Night baby. I love you."

I reach over, wrapping my arms around him, curling up into his back, my body sore as I move around.

I'm going to have good dfreams tonight.

[[OK. Well have a choice on the list of things to do. What shall we have?]]

[[I think we should work with some of the main characters, heh. They've been pushed aside a lot recently for the kids. Perhaps Zacky coming clean to Matt? Bit of dramaramaramarama?]]

[[Hmmmm, yeah, that could work. You might wanna read my idea on the Discussion Post first, hehe.]]

ONE MONTH LATER

It's the night of Matt and Zacky's engagement party. Well, the afternoon when the so called happy couple of setting up the food, the decorations and everything else in between, even though their kids should really be doing that.

I sigh as I finish setting up the drinks on the little buffet table in our living room. I was happy when I woke up this morning, I was up for this party and I was just going to get on with things. But of course, Josef had to call and ask if he could come over and I remembered exactly how much of a lying cheating bastard I am.

I look over the buffet table covered in bottles of alcohol, plates of food all covered up and desserts. We really did go all out of this, but I can't help but feel totally sick to my stomach.

"I'm going to have to tell him, aren't I?"

I'm refusing to think any bad thoughts today. Today is my day to be a complete chick, to celebrate the love that me and Zacky share. This is the one day I'm allowing myself to focus on how happy we are, not on the fact I know he's still lying to me.

I walk into our living room, seeing Zacky slaving over the buffet we've laid out. (Why should we be paying for our own party? Our friends should be paying for all this. Cheap fuckers.) I walk across to him and peer over his shoulder, hand on his hip.

"Mm, you missed your calling, Zee. You should have been a chef." I say, pressing a kiss to his hair.

I jump a little under his touch as I was in a complete trance, thinking of how I should cancel this party, be a decent human being and tell Matt the truth. But I just can't do that, because I am a fucking pussy. Instead a laugh softly.

"Yeah, but... cooking is easy, you know I like a challenge," I say with a smile as I finish wrapping some plates filled with food up with foil.

I turn back to Matt and smile weakly at him, "So, where are the kids?"

"Well I know Chris is upstairs because I can hear that damn guitar playing. Again." I say, glaring up at the roof.

It's not that he's not talented. It's just that it's all day, every day. It's been the same damn solo everyday for the past six months. I'm never letting Brian teach him something again.

"And I think Courtney's upstairs too. But I have no idea what she's doing and to be honest, I don't think I want to know." I say, faking a shudder.

I nod, "Aw, okay then."

I smile up at Matt before looking down at my feet again, I need to tell him now. I need to, I want to, but something is stopping me. And I know that it's the fear that Matt will leave me, that my kids will hate me, that I'll be left with no one. But I've got to do it.

"Matt, I need to... to tell you something..."

I am about to stop him from talking at all and just get out what I need to say but I am stopped by the door bell ringing.

"We'll talk about this later, okay?" I say, smiling.

I don't want to hear whatever it is now. I don't want my day to be ruined. I want today to be a happy occasion. Not me hiding away, all our friends swarming over me and making sure everything's okay.

Why am I assuming this is something bad though? Maybe it's a happy thing? Maybe he's pregnant agan. I mean at our age, raising another kid would be completely fucking insane but it'd be a decent reason for him to worry, right?

"I wonder who that could be so early?" I ask myself as I leave the room, heading to the front door.

I sigh and hang my head as I hear Matt walking into the hallway.

Maybe I am just not meant to tell him. Maybe this is a sign that I should just keep this bottled up and forget it ever happened. Maybe I could let Josef go, retire at a young age, even though we can't afford it, at least me and Matt would be together.

"Yeah, I erm... I wonder..."

I bite into my lip before taking a deep breath and putting a smile on my face, ready for whoever is going to be behind that door.

I probably shouldn't be here. I'm pretty sure Zacky'll either throw me out straight away or make some excuse as to why I'm not allowed here. But he's my boss and my very close friend and I just want to wish him and his partner all the best on their engagement.

There's no ulterior motive whatsoever. I'm not like that.

I wait patiently, rocking on my heels as I wait for the door to be opened.

I walk into the hallway and look around the door to see who is at the door. I smile weakly at Matt as he looks around at me as he opens the door.

My eyes widen as soon as I see who's at the door. A smile sweet as sugar on his face, it almost makes me sick to my stomach to see him standing right in front of my husband to be.

"Joe... what, are you doing here?"

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