Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Three's Company ❯ Stirring Things Up A Bit ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

DISCLAIMERS:
The characters=mine. The story=mine. Sound familiar? Well, e-mail me—I could use some new material.
 
So… Finals are over and I still have a job. That's the positive. The sucks-ass part? NO VACATION FOR ME! I am broke as hell!!! *sigh* Okay, enough about me.
The story…my god this story turned on me again! This was not supposed to happen—not this encounter and not yet. But…here it is. I started typing and this is where we ended up, at “not where I planned”. I think I know what's going to happen next—I know what may happen eventually, but the `how's' and `whys' may be as much a surprise to me as it is to you.
Thanks you Brieanna for your comment! I hope the story continues to tickle your devious little fancy! ;P
 
 
WARNINGS:
If you are a HOMOPHOBE, DO NOT CONTINUE!
If you are a MONOGAMIST, DO NOT CONTINUE!
If you don't like GRAPHIC SEX, DO NOT CONTINUE!
THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING—EXPICIT AND/OR OFFENSIVE SCENES WILL FOLLOW
Thank you again for reading and enjoy!
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It had been a few days since Finn had actually seen Alice, although he'd talked to her by phone pretty much everyday. She told him her brother had covered for her so she didn't have any issues with her parents, but now they'd offered to buy her a cell phone. She'd also said that she had to go over to someone with shiny teeth's house to try on a shroud…he chuckled again thinking about that conversation. That Alice was something else. He'd thought she'd be shy or reserved after their session on the beach. Ha! She was expressing more frustration about not getting together than he was…not that he wasn't frustrated. Why else would he be driving around in her neighborhood trying to find her house on the flimsy excuse of dropping of a gift?
Okay, I think this is where we stopped…turn right and two houses down. Finn looked at two houses that could be hers; they were across from each other. One was a two story brick house that looked as if it was in need of some care, the other was a two story, light blue house with white trim, white shutters and a wraparound veranda with the rails also painted white, and a flower garden and lawn that had been maintained with a ruthlessness that defied a weed to grow.
He picked the blue and white house and began to roll his motorcycle toward it when a car pulled into the driveway next to him and a man got out. Finn blinked in surprised as he realized he was looking at Alice's brother…what was his name again? Oh, yeah, Adam. Adam came around the car and eyed Finn from top to bottom before glaring directly into his eyes. Damn! What the hell'd I do to deserve that? Finn returned the favor, eyeing Adam from head to toe as well. He shared the same coloring as Alice, but it definitely looked different on him. Adam and Finn were about the same height, but Adam was definitely wider around the shoulders…football? The eyes were lighter than Alice's, but they were shredding him into tiny pieces as he got closer.
“Can I help you?” Adam's voice was less than welcoming, but Finn ignored it.
“Yeah, I was hoping I got the right place; Alice lives here, right? Alice Grayson?”
“She does. Who are you?” Finn smiled congenially and held out a hand.
“Finn Montgomery, friend of Alice.” Adam looked at the hand and back up to Finn's face without moving, letting him know that while Alice may call him friend, he certainly did not.
“What do you want?” Alice's brother was practically snarling at him.
What the fuck? Fine. “Look, is Alice home? I have something for her.” He dug around in his saddlebag and pulled out a box.
“She doesn't need anything from you.” Finn looked up at the scowling older brother. Seriously, what the hell was going on?
“It's just a cell phone, man,” he tried to give the box to Adam, but again he stood there without responding. “She'd mentioned that she didn't have one and I had one I wasn't using and figured I'd let her have it—what the hell's wrong with you?” He yelled when Adam slapped the box to the ground. “Look, I don't know what your issue is,” a now pissed-off Finn pointed a finger in Adam's face, “but—” Adam grabbed Finn's wrist and twisted—not enough to hurt, but enough to get his point across.
“Alice doesn't need anything from you! Whatever she needs, I'll get for her!” Adam gritted out through clenched teeth. During this exchange, Finn became aware of a couple of things that he wasn't prepared for. First, Adam was jealous, really jealous about Alice. Second, he was getting turned on by Alice's brother; no he was turned on by Alice's brother. He wanted to kiss him. Now. Right now.
He must've been sending out vibes, because Adam's eyes widened and he threw Finn's hand away from him. He bent over to pick up the box and threw it at Finn, who caught it easily. “Get the fuck out of here and don't come back,” he began walking away, “Alice won't be seeing you anymore.”
“Are you so sure?” Finn yelled back before revving his engine and riding off, not sure if Adam heard him or not.
Adam had heard him. The words had ripped through him like bullets.
 
Alice sat at the table staring sightlessly at her sociology paper. She'd stayed at the college library to work on it, but found her mind wandering. To say things had been weird the last week or so was an understatement. And the weirdness was affecting the two people she cared for most—her brother and Finn. She looked down at the cell phone Adam had bought her. It only had four numbers in it; her parents, Adam's cell, Finn's cell and Mitsu, a classmate of hers that could possibly be called a friend. She thought about the day he gave it to her…
“Here,” he said gruffly and threw a bag on her bed.
She watched it land. “What is it?”
“Open it and you'll know.” She made a face and took out a box. She stared blankly at the box holding an iPhone.
“Adam…this,” she couldn't finish the sentence.
“You needed a phone, so I got you one.”
She shook her slowly in disbelief. “Yeah, but this is not just a cheap phone! This is…expensive!” She looked up at him the pleasure being subdued by the shock.
Adam seemed very uncomfortable and didn't meet her eyes. “There was a special; I got one too. I just added your phone on to my plan.”
“You know, I can give you some money—His head shot up as he cut her off.
“No! I bought it; I can afford it!” He glared at her, “If you're going to go out with guys who keep you out without letting you call your family and can't even drop you off by the door, I figure you need a way to call me if you need help,” he bit out.
She tried to explain that it was her idea because she didn't want to deal with the family drama with her parents if he showed up at the door.
“Are you that ashamed of him then?”
“No! Of course not!”
“Then why didn't you tell me about him? You know you could trust me at least.” He sounded angry…and hurt.
“It wasn't that I didn't trust you, it's just…”
She'd stopped and struggled to find the words to explain. He'd just looked at her, said that he'd put his cell and the house phone in her contacts and walked out of her room. But ever since then, he'd been acting strange. For instance:
She'd caught him staring at her more than once rather intensely. Enough that it made her feel uncomfortably warm and sometimes just…uncomfortable. She'd also caught him glaring and staring when she'd be on the phone with Finn. The couple of times she'd hung up, he'd walked away and she'd got the feeling he was…smug. He'd been offering on a regular basis to pick her up from the college, go with her to the bookstore, etc., despite his own busy schedule. Most disturbing of all, it seemed like he was encouraging her to pair up with Paul Chandler.
Ew. She shivered at the thought.
Finn was no better. When he'd seen her with a cell phone, he'd asked her about it. And when she told him her brother bought it for her, he'd gotten an odd look on his face with an equally odd smile.
“What?” She'd demanded.
“It's nothing,” he'd said.
He was lying, dammit, and so was Adam, but what were they lying about?
“Shit,” she muttered under her breath and slammed her books into a pile.
“Oooooh! I did not just hear you curse! Not my girl, Goody-two!” Alice looked up.
“Hey, Mitsu.”
Mitsu sat and nodded toward the iPhone. “Cool phone. New, right?”
“Yeah, it's new,” her voice was morose.
“Why're you sounding so down, girl? My boyfriend buy me a phone like that, I'd be so psyched! He'd get an early birthday, Christmas and Valentines gift…”
“My brother got it and put me on his plan, not my boyfriend.” Mitsu shrugged taking it all in stride.
“That's cool too—the only things my brothers ever gave me were multiple pains in my ass.” Alice smiled at that. “But you have a boyfriend—I've seen him pick you up a couple times. Girl, he is hot as hell!” Mitsu fanned herself to underline her point. “Where'd you find him?”
“The bookstore.”
Mitsu stared at her in disbelief. “You're kidding, right?” When Alice shook her head, Mitsu laughed out loud, causing heads to turn. “I guess I got to get out to the bookstores more often.” Alice smiled again. When she was around Mitsu, she couldn't help but smile. Mitsu was wonderfully outrageous in a way Alice would never be.
They walked toward the front of the library, talking about classes, homework, projects and other school related topics, when Mitsu paused and gave a long and loud wolf whistle.
“Hot boyfriend at 2:00.” Alice's heart skipped even before she saw Finn there waiting for her. He really was eye-catching. She wanted to “glomp” him so that everyone knew he was with her. She forced herself to walk calmly with Mitsu by her side.
“Hey there, hot boyfriend! I'm Mitsuko Washington—call me Mitsu!” Finn raised his eyebrows.
“I'm Finn Montgomery. Nice to meet you, Mitsu.” She grinned at the hidden question in his greeting.
“Yeah, don't worry `bout the name. Momma's Japanese—no American, and Daddy's African—yes American. Together they got me—a handful!” She said it proudly and Alice rolled her eyes, used to the theatrics. Mitsu eyed them both, wickedly.
“Hey, hot boyfriend? You know what would really make my day? If you'd kiss goody-two right here in front of everybody.”
“MITSU!” Alice's demeanor went from silently amused to eternally humiliated. A gleam of the same wicked humor lit up in Finn's eyes and before she could back away, he'd grabbed her and pulled her close.
“What a great idea, Mitsu,” he said and dove in. Or maybe it should be “washed over”, since Alice was the one who felt like she was drowning.
She gripped his jacket with both fists without realizing it and hung on for dear life. He ate at her mouth like he hadn't had a meal in days and Alice was oblivious to the cat-calls and whistles from the viewing college students. She was oblivious to everything except Finn's wonderful, magic mouth. He pulled away and her knees buckled. If he hadn't had one arm around her, she'd have hit the pavement, literally. It was the smattering of applause that she finally began to hear that helped to brace her knees.
Since she was still temporarily robbed of the ability to speak, she glared at the two of them, slammed a helmet on and got on the back of Finn's motorcycle without a word.
“Ooooh! You've pissed her off, hot boyfriend,” said Mitsu gleefully.
“Naahh. Just embarrassed the hell out of her,” he said pleased with himself, “I'll grovel later.” He got on the front of the bike and noticed right away that Alice was holding her body stiffly so she wouldn't touch him.
“Why do I get the feeling you're going to enjoy it?”
Green eyes gleamed with barely suppressed lust. “You have no idea.” He put on his helmet and drove off, turning sharply so Alice had to grab hold of him to keep balanced.
Mitsu swallowed deeply. She had an idea. She, now, had a very good idea and was suddenly jealous that she only had BOB to go home to.
 
Alice was mortified. Not because she'd been kissed stupid in front of the entire college, oh no, but because she was turned on by being kissed in front of the entire college, dammit. Her underwear had not been prepared for this. Sighing, she gave in; laid her head on Finn's back, closed her eyes, relived that kiss and smiled.
He'd felt good. No he'd felt wonderful. And he'd tasted good, too. Well, no, he'd tasted… She paused. She'd kissed him enough to know what he tasted like and this time he tasted different. Wonderful still, but different.
“I'm taking you to my place, okay?” He yelled back at a stop light. Alice didn't even open her eyes.
“I expect the groveling to begin as soon as we get inside!” She yelled back. She could feel his chuckle as he revved the engine and they shot forward.
 
Finn was thinking on the events prior to him picking her up. Sure, the time since the beach had been a learning period. And yeah, things with Alice were going perfect—frighteningly so. She'd taken quickly to the multitude of heavy petting they were doing; if that's what you'd call her jerking him off and him fingering her `til she screamed. They were trying to play it safe until the pills took effect. It was making him crazy.
However, ever since the encounter with the older brother, he'd been waking up in the morning with a raging hard-on. Not that that was strange, but the dreams that led up to them…well. Well. Alice had not lost her place, but she had a partner now. See? Crazy.
Finn had been around long enough to have a well developed sense of who was into him and who was not. Alice's brother, who unquestionably was into Alice, was also into Finn, himself. Reluctantly, or maybe he was just unaware. Or maybe it was just Finn's insanely hopeful thoughts blocking the way of reality.
Those hopeful thoughts had him at Alice's house when he knew she wasn't there, ringing the bell. There was no answer, but he heard the lawnmower coming from the backyard, so he went around back to see if it was Daddy or, please God, Adam.
It was Adam. Shirtless. Sweaty. Tasty. He looked down at his crotch. “Calm the hell down! This isn't a sure thing, yet,” he scolded his dick as he tried to bring himself under control. Still, a small devious smile worked its way to Finn's face as he moved to a spot where he could be seen by Adam and could easily see him. The guy was a jock, no question about it.
As Adam turned the mower around, he caught sight of Adam and his eyes narrowed in annoyance as he cut the engine and stalked toward his intruder.
“What the hell are you doing here?” He snapped.
Finn just shrugged. “Alice around?”
“You know damn well she's got classes today!”
Finn allowed his eyes smolder a bit. “Then maybe I came to see you.”
There was silence as he watched Adam carefully. He saw the confusion, then the understanding and shock, and lastly the lovely blush that started mid-chest and went to the tips of his ears and the anger that tried to cover the confusion. Gotcha!
“What the fuck! Are you hitting on me? Your girlfriend's brother, for Chrissake?” He stalked right up into Finn's face. “What the hell would Alice say if she knew what you were up to, you twisted fuck?”
“And that's the question, isn't it? What would Alice say? Or do? How would she react if she were here, right now?” He took a step toward Adam so they were almost touching. “I know. I do know what she would do; how she'd react, because I know her better than you.” He took another step forward and Adam took one back.
“I'm her brother! No one—not even our parents know her like I do!”
Finn shook his head. “That was before. Now, I'm the one who knows her better than her parents.” He grabbed Adam's arm so he couldn't move and whispered in his ear. “Now, even her brother doesn't know the things I know…like how soft the skin is between her thighs. How she smells when she's dripping wet.”
Finn's hand was gently tracing circles on Adam's chest and moving lower. Adam appeared to have turned to stone; hypnotized by Finn's voice, but his breathing was anything but calm. Finn's hand gently smoothed over the front of Adam's jeans—the man was hard as stone, which made Finn, harder.
Swallowing he gathered the reigns on his control and continued his verbal seduction. “I know how her eyes go blurry when she's about to come. How she sounds when she's in the middle of an orgasm and how she tastes when she's done.” He was stroking Adam's cock through the jeans, and he was allowing it to happen. Finn looked at Adam. “She kinda looks like you. I wonder if you taste the same.” He had Adam's jeans open and his erection out in record time.
 
“What the hell—ahhh!” Adam reached back and was grateful that the shed was there to hold him up. Fuck, fuck, fuck! His sister's boyfriend was giving him a blowjob! He closed his eyes. What the hell was he doing? He couldn't hold on to the anger; the lust was taking over. His mind was creating pictures of Alice under him moaning; bent over in front of him; doing what her boyfriend was doing. Shit! Finn wasn't the twisted fuck; he was!
Adam's hand fisted in Finn's hair as he thrust once, twice and came with the third. “Ah!” He released a mass of air and inhaled a much needed one right after. Noises began to filter in and he realized what he'd just done…outside…in the backyard…where anyone could've come by. Hell.
He ripped his hand out of Finn's hair and forced his legs not to tremble. “Get up,” he snarled. Finn did so and the look he gave Adam was slightly smug.
“You two don't taste the same at all. I wonder if she'll notice anything odd when she kisses me?” Adam blinked in shock as Finn adjusted himself and made his way back to the front of the house.
“Don't forget to zip up,” he called back, causing Adam to curse and hurriedly fix his clothes. As he heard the growl of the motorcycle engine fade away, Adam allowed himself to sink to the ground, his thoughts bouncing uncontrollably off each other.
What the hell had he done? What kind of guy was his little sister dating?
But most of all, what would she have done had she seen them?
And why the fuck was that thought such a turn on?