Chrissy's playful attitude was gone, totally replaced by fluster. "Um..." was all she could muster as she stared into Mark's eyes. Kevin could see the red in her ears and cheeks- she wasn't embarrassed, or at least not entirely embarrassed. Kevin had seen this before, of course- she was flustered with unexpected lust.
Mark walked out, still wearing his usual grin. "Thanks... Chris," he said, and walked out the door to the Gym.
Kevin and Chrissy took a second after the door closed, looking at each other in shocked silence.
"Wow!" said Kevin, shaking his head and trying to break the tension, "What an asshole!"
"Hah, yeah..." said Chrissy, distractedly.
There was another beat where Kevin tried to read Chrissy. "Though," said Kevin, his tone teasing, "What was it like being carried in the arms of Superman over there? Was it everything you dreamed?"
"Hah," she said, "No, he's... just so cocky, you know?" She still seemed pretty flustered. "Just crazy that he would pick up the whole, um..." she trailed off.
Kevin sighed, which immediately broke Chrissy out of her trance. "Look," said Kevin, "I think we need to lay our cards on the table."
"What do you mean?" she asked, her tone slightly worried, unsure if she had crossed a line.
"I mean, yeah, sure, Mark is like the cockiest guy on the planet. And Beth looks at me the way I think people look at bugs."
Chrissy laughed.
"But," continued Kevin, "They are both like the sexiest human beings I've ever seen in real life. I think somehow they're photoshopped, even though we are in real life. Can we both admit that? Can you admit that you are like... crazy attracted to Mark?
Chrissy was hesitant, but slowly put her head in her hands, nodding with her face covered. "Am I the worst person for nodding there?" she said, her voice muffled by her hands.
"No, that's what I mean!" said Kevin, chuckling. "Look, I'll say it: I'm crazy attracted to Beth, too, so we're even, OK? I'm just saying- if we both pretend like the attraction doesn't exist, I think it'll drive us crazy. So fuck it, let's just be honest with one another."
Chrissy looked up at him. "So... what do you want to do?"
"I'm saying I am super comfortable with our relationship and I love you very much, so... if you're feeling turned on by something besides me and want to say it, it wouldn't bother me. Okay?"
She smiled. "I love you too."
There was a pause. "So..." said Kevin.
"So?"
"So he just picked you up and threw you against his chest after implying you wanted oral from him. How are you feeling right now?"
Chrissy leaned back and groaned, admitting defeat to it. "Oh my god, Kevin, it was so hot. I don't know what it is about him..."
Kevin rolled his eyes. "I wonder what it could be? Maybe his height or his muscles?"
"Yeah, but I usually don't go for guys like that! But he just picked me up like a rag doll, and... oh man, his muscles are insane. They're like rock solid when I was pressed against him, it was crazy." There was a beat before she sighed. "Wow, you know what, you're right! It feels nice to admit that."
"See?" said Kevin.
"You don't care?"
Kevin sat up on the couch. "I mean... It's not that I don't care. I just think if we don't admit this kind of stuff to each other, we're going to go crazy. And I'm comfortable with us. It doesn't bother me if you find other people attractive... we just happen to live with those people."
Chrissy nodded. "Yeah. Okay, yeah." She shook her head. "Why do they have to be so hot?"
Kevin shrugged. "I have no idea. It doesn't really seem fair." He got up, and headed over to Chrissy's chair. Putting his hands on her knees, he slowly kneeled in front of her. "But since Mark got you so flustered..."
Chrissy smiled mischievously. "Mhmm..."
"And I have no problem bowing in front of you..."
"Ooh..."
Kevin's hands reached up to her pants, undoing the button. "Maybe I can help you out..." As he pulled at the top of her pants, she lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them down and revealing blue and white striped panties.
"Out here? Are you sure?" Chrissy asked, looking around the common space.
"Beth's on her business trip. The man of steel is off to the gym. I think I'm safe to do..." He leaned down and kissed her inner thigh. "This."
She squirmed happily and let out a moan. Kevin kissed slowly up her thighs towards her panties.
"What if, ah," she moaned breathily, "What if he forgot something and comes back?"
His lips reached her panties and he was shocked by how wet she already was. Kevin thought for a moment, and then took a chance. "Maybe he'd pick you up again."
She moaned and shuttered- that was the right answer.
"Maybe," Kevin continued as he slid the panties down her legs, "he'd see you like this and he'd want his turn."
"His turn... ahh... his turn to do what?" she asked, drunk with lust and desperate for Kevin to continue this taboo dirty talk.
"Well..." he said, slipping a finger inside her and feeling how wet she was, "To fuck you against the wall."
She moaned louder than she ever had before during foreplay, which was all the encouragement Kevin needed. He began to lick her clit as he fingered her slowly, doing her best to drive her mad.
For reasons Kevin couldn't quite place, he was harder than he'd ever been in his life, almost painfully so.
"Does that mean... does that mean you'd be fucking me against the wall first?" she asked, desperate for Kevin to keep the dirty talk going, but unwilling to outright ask him to talk about Mark.
Kevin lifted his head up but kept fingering her. "Oh, I would." He was getting braver with this dirty talk. "Well, I'd try. But it wouldn't be like when he would do it, would it? He probably doesn't even need a wall- he'd just pick you up and fuck you in the air." He put his head back down and kept licking. He couldn't believe how hard his cock felt in his jeans- he felt as though he could feel every heart beat.