My Brother's Best Friend Ch. 06

I pull Shawn's drawer to his desk and see the wifi taped in there and enter it into my internet access. Instantly I'm online. Woo hoo!

I check my e mail. Several from my COD teammates. HEX666 I read first:

"Black Cat, when you coming back darlin? I thought I was your one and only! ;)"

HEX666 has always been a terrible flirt. He had this country drawl that was pretty sexy, I'll admit. But I only have eyes for Shawn. Besides, HEX is like, on the other side of the world or something I bet.

One from Fang5:

"Fuck his brains out bitch! Make him beg you for mercy. :D Hit me up later, after your legs don't work anymore. LOL"

I laugh and laugh. Fang5 is such a horndog. She's so blatant with her sexuality.

And then a final one from capYurAss:

"Site looks great girl! Hell ya! Flawless victory! Come game with us on Tuesday! We'll all be in around 3 pm PST if you're down."

I look at the clock on my laptop. 11:11 am.

Then I hear the front door slam and Shawn comes into his room.

"Baby!" I hold my arms out to him.

"Hay, whatcha up to. Dad's gone. I already started the grill. You want bbq steaks?"

"He left already? I didn't even say goodbye!" I feel bad. That was rude.

"He's in a hurry. Don't worry about it. He asked you to be at his wedding with me."

"HE DID?" I gasp. Holy shit Norway. I've never even left my little town! Except the couple of times I went to the bay area with Pat and Shawn and Mom and Dad to check out Pat's university and then a couple visits after that.

"Yup. He's got the plane tickets Feline. You don't have to think about that ok? So, you wanna come to Norway with me? Watch my old man get hitched?" Shawn's linked my fingers with his and holds my arms out, wrapping them around himself, hugging me as I sit in his cushy office chair. "We'll have to get your passport."

I don't even need to think about it. If it's with Shawn I want to do it!

"YES!" I squeal. "Europe? Norway? With you?"

"Ya babe. Want to see my home country?" And then he whispers something that sounds incredible.

"What's that mean?" I ask him.

"I want to make love to you under the Midnight Sun." He's got that boyish grin. The mischievous one that makes me blush.

"That's beautiful Shawn. I love that. Say it again."

"Jeg vil elske med deg under midnattssolen" he says to me. His language sounds elven. Tolkien.

"Will you say things to me in Norwegian when you make love to me again?" I ask him, kissing his taught 8 pack.

"Yes baby. Of course." he leans down and kisses me, bracing his arms on the office chair, his hair falls all around us like a beautiful white blonde curtain of silky waves.

"You're so beautiful Shawn." I tell him, touching his cheek, his lips.

"You're really going to give me a hell of an ego." he chuckles and straightens. "I've got steaks to attend to!"

Shawn kisses my lips and dashes off. I decide to follow him.

In the kitchen he's already got corn on the cob boiling! There's a salad that looks half prepared on the granite island counter. Looks like a Cesar salad. So I start chopping up the lettuce, prepping the rest.

Shawn comes back into the kitchen from his back deck.

"Aw thanks Kitten." he kisses my cheek and pinches my butt seeing me finishing the salad he started.

"No prob." I use his saying.

"Be about another 5. They're pretty thick. But juicy. I had one yesterday. How's the corn?" Shawn heads over to the cobs bobbing away in the boiling pot on his gas stove. He gives one a poke with a fork. "Looks almost there."

He heads back out to the deck and I finish the Cesar salad mixing it up in a large bowl Shawn brought down from a high cupboard for me.

This kitchen was reno'd for tall people! Nothing was the same height as any other kitchen I'd been in. Everything was made for Shawn and his dad at six and a half feet tall! I feel like even more of a shrimp being in this space. I can't even reach up into the cup cupboard! I have to leap and sit on the counter and then get up into the cupboards. It's ridiculous and I feel hilariously little in here.

Shawn comes back in 5 minutes later with gigantic juicy steaks steaming with mushrooms all over them.

I bring the salad and corn cobs over to the table and we sit together.

"Beer?" Shawn asks and I nod.

"Yes please!" I clap my hands. "BEER!" I say in a deep voice, trying to be funny.

"Cutee." Shawn taps my nose and brings us a couple tall cans of some european pilsner.

Then Shawn places a huge steak on my plate with a ton of mushrooms and I laugh at how gigantic it is.

"I can't eat all this." I say.

"Well, I probably can." Shawn grins.

Ya, dude is an endless pit!

Shawn can cook! It's so nice! The steak is done to perfection. He didn't even need to ask me how I like it done, he just knows: BLOODY. His is the same.

I get about half the steak in me, all the beer a giant salad and one corn cob. I'm freakin' stuffed!

Shawn yoinks the other half of my steak and wolfs it down. Damn he can eat! I bet his food bill is insane!

"I'm going to study. Then I'm going to lift weights in Dad's gym downstairs. I figured, you brought your laptop for reason." Shawn winks at me.

"I did. Although, I could watch you lift weights all day Shawn." I travel my bare foot up his leg and into his crotch.

He laughs and takes my foot and massages it. Making me sigh.

"I remember actually!" Shawn smiles and we reminisce about how when Pat got his weight set he placed it out under the gazebo by our pool and Shawn and all the guys would take turns lifting after school and on weekends all year long. Several times a week. And I'd sit out there, pretending to read or be on a laptop and really, I'd be checking out Shawn.

He's laughing as I tell him this.

"I knew. I'd catch you watching me Feline. Little perv." he chucks me under the chin and I blush hard.

"Dammit! I thought I was being sneaky." I laugh.

"Not really babe." Shawn's really laughing now.

I'm dying of embarrassment, yet Shawn reassures me.

"I loved it." he nods. Just once, and folds his arms across his chest. ARGH! Those muscular, rounded, corded arms with all the pronounced veins sticking out. Tanned bronze and beautiful. Fuuuuuck.

"You did?" I squeak out, barely.

"Kitten, I had wished you liked me as much as I liked you! And when I'd catch you, looking at me, that gave me so much hope inside. I watched you, you never checked out Chad or Jon or Alistair or even Chris. You know how that feels? To be the only one you looked at with all the guys with their shirts off all the time?" He's rubbing my cheek again.

"I never even saw the other guys Shawn. It's always been you." I whisper.

Shawn pulls me up and crushes me to him. In that beautiful full body hug he's so good at giving. He's so warm and smells amazing. I kiss his chest over and over.

"K. Study time." Shawn announces, planting a kiss on top of my head.

"Okaaayyy." I moan reluctantly and follow him into his bedroom.

He chuckles and heads to one of his bookshelves and pulls out a few text books with one hand and hefts his huge, carved chair that was by his bed with the other. He brings everything over to the desk the opposite side I'm on. Good gravy he's strong! Then he pulls 2 spiral bound notebooks a bunch of pens and other things out of one of his desk drawers. Everything in the drawers is impeccably neat and I marvel again at just how much we are alike. I would have put the pens, pencils, and erasers in the same cubbies in his top drawer!

"You want your office chair?" I ask, offering it to him.

"Nah. You sit. Be comfy. This one is fine." he waves, setting up his study station. A thing I had seen him do hundreds of times. He had a system. And it's been the same since high school.

"I must have more coffee Shawn. I'm not awake yet. You?" I head over to the doorway.

"Yes, coffee would be good after that tall can." he nods. "I'll have whatever you're having. Thanks."

I make us iced latte's. My personal favourite. Shawn's dad even has vanilla syrup to put in them. I make a double shot for both of us. Or what I would consider a double shot with these weird Keurig pods.

Then I pour us a jug of water and slice some lemons from the fridge into it. I bring that into the bedroom first, and two glasses, lastly I come back with the big latte's.

"Damn good." Shawn says, taking a sip.

He's already in study mode. I'll be lucky to hear 2 words from him from here on out.

I decide to remotely log into my computer at home and work on the website some more. If I could finish it today that would be great! Then I can move on to making a server out of my old box.

Shawn and I always studied well together. We understand the value of silence. Neither of us bugs the other. Pat, on the other hand, could never learn to not yack our ears off. We'd both yell at him at the same time: PAT SHUT UP!

I smile, remembering.

It's probably close to 2:00 by the time Shawn snaps a textbook closed, startling me.

"Shit sorry." he apologizes. I was totally in coding zone.

Shawn leans in to look at what I'm doing.

"I don't get how you know what all that says." he shakes his head looking over my CSS code.

I point to one of his text books that's still open on the table it's half in latin. He smiles.

"Ya ok. Fair enough."

I smile and stretch and he catches my lips in a kiss.

"Mmmmmmm" I moan against him. "More." I say greedily as he tries to pull away and I tug on his hair to keep his lips on mine.

He laughs against me but takes me into one of those Shawn kisses that promise all kinds of pleasures. I finally release his hair and he pulls away just slightly.

"Weights babe. And possibly that vertical climber too. I didn't go to the gym today. Then I'll ravish you. I promise." he nips my bottom lip and kisses me quick, rising.

"You really go every other day?" I ask, following him to the kitchen, drinking another glass of lemon water.

"Religiously." he nods. "If I start slacking it makes it easier to just not go. And fuck that noise." he laughs.

"Yes, fuck that noise. I love you being super hero Shawn." I run my hands up his bare back and kiss his spine." his low hum of appreciation is wonderful.

"Superhero Shawn?" he turns, looking down at me, shaking his head, light blonde brows furrowed together on that beautiful tan face. Is my Norse god blushing again? YES HE IS!!

"You're blushing." I giggle.

"O geez." Shawn turns away and smiles. He's much better at controlling his than I am, mine. As soon as it's there, his flush is gone.

"Yes. Superhero Shawn." I nod, firmly. "Fight me." I add.

He throws back his head and laughs.

"I wouldn't never fight you Feline. You say I'm a super hero. Fine, I'll roll with that." then he turns, presses up against me and whispers in my ear "Especially if it gets you wet. God, I'll do anything to get you wet." and he nips my lobe. Making me gasp.

"You're a cruel man." I whisper back, against his lips before he takes me in a kiss to end all kisses.

Shawn grasps me by the waist and lifts me up so I can sit on his huge granite counter. We're close to eye height now. Then he really kisses me!

O fuck, he's so mean! He's gonna go lift weights and work that vertical climber after this and I'm going to be in a state of agony!

He's kissing me, deep. That tongue of his, so soft, so silken against mine. The heat from his mouth and body stirring me deeply. My sex starts to heat up. Shawn skims a hand up my leg all the way to my hip and waist and then up to my breasts, gently cupping one, kneading it. He takes a thigh in one hand pulling it up to wrap around his hips and I follow suit with my other.

I moan into his mouth, feeling my pussy start to flood. Then his hands lift my shirt and both of them are on my breasts. Pulling, twisting, massaging, pressing and gently squeezing. Squishing my small breasts in between his fingers and then finally pinching my nipples. Not hard, but not softly either. I'm sighing and praying he takes this further.

Then he pulls away and smiles at me.

"God Shawn you're such a shit!" I giggle and playfully beat his chest with my fists. "MEANY! Mean mean man! Cruel. That's what you are."

He's laughing pretty good at that. And takes both my wrists in one of his hands and squeezes. O fuck...I love it when he does this!

"You better watch out, you'll wake the wolf babe." he smiles that smile that floors me.

"The wolf is it?" I sigh. "Please, big bad wolf! Ravish me!"

"I will. And soon. I don't know if I can do 2 hours with this rager." he gestures to his jogging shorts that have a huge tent, his cock head poking out the top, staring at me with it's one eye.

"2 hours!?" I groan.

"It'll go by fast. Promise. Play with yourself. I'll be back soon." and then he just leaves me there! In this state!

"SHAWN!!!!" I yell as he laughs his ass off down the stairs. "MEAN!!!!!! CRUEL AND MEAN!"

I jump down off the counter and try and contain myself. I decide maybe now is a good time to clean the evidence of our insane sexual escapades off Shawn's couch and floor.

As I thought, the fruits of my squirting were all down the front of Shawn's dad's expensive leather couch! At least it was easy to clean! I take a rag and some leather cleaner I found under the sink and get to work. I must have sprayed a gallon because I'm all over the hardwood floor. Dried pussy juice splatterings everywhere. Omg this is so raunchy! I'm instantly even more turned on. This is NOT helping things!

I head back into Shawn's room and decide to have a shower. I desperately need to chill out. And I should probably wash my hair, Shawn has all kinds of nice hair care stuff I want to try. Maybe I'll find a new favourite?

I check the time, 2:30. If I hustle I can make it by 3 and hang with the guys for a bit. I take my skin care bag out of my backpack and skip into Shawn's gigantic en suite.

Shower time! Shawn's hair care is so nice. I'm buying some of this! I leave a hair mask in for the whole shower before rinsing it at the end. I love wrapping myself up in his oversized, fluffy and soft navy blue bath robe. Shawn's smell lingering on it. Great big hair turban on my head, I continue my gua sha massage on my chest face and neck using some of the rosehip oil serum I brought with me. I follow it up with argan oil and then finally I seal it all in with a lotion I see on Shawn's counter. It's another all natural brand I'm familiar with. It smells incredible. And then I realize, Shawn uses this every day because this is the scent I smell on him that I haven't been able to place! It feels cooling and lush on my skin. Wow. I've never tried this before! Another thing I might have to purchase. I check out what the brand calls this wonderful concoction: facial rejuvenation lotion. Ya! I'll say!

Fuck it, I'm staying in relax mode. I'm glad I brought extra PJ's. I slip into a clean, v neck t shirt with no logos or images on it. No bra, but I do slip on a pair of black cotton bikini cut panties and a pair of black jersey shorts that are probably too short to wear out in the world. For me anyways. I can see Shawn liking them though.

It's about quarter after 3 when I take my wireless headset and mouse out of my bag and log onto COD.

"Black Cat!" It's HEX666 "Hello little lady. You've been missed."

"Aw. Thanks HEX." I say, adjusting my mic. "Can you hear me alright?"

"Loud n clear Badass Bitch!" it's Fang5. I laugh. "You not at home?"

"Nope." I giggle.

Fang5 does too. She knows exactly where I am.

capYurAss logs on and we basically virtual hug, shoot the shit, waiting for the rest of the team to show up. And they do! And soon we are laying waste to opposing teams left right and centre and then I feel a presence behind me. Shawn.

I hit mute on my keyboard so no one can hear me, and slide one of the cans off my ear.

"I feel you there." I sigh, fragging another opposing team member. "I'm just about done this game baby. Give me 10?"

"I'll have a shower while you're doing that." and he's gone.

I unmute myself and we finish this round, so far out on top, we really punished the losing side. I tell the guys I gotta go. Everyone bitches and moans. And it feels both simultaneously great, how much my friends want me there and makes me feel bad at the same time for leaving. But Shawn is just so much more entertaining. Sorry not sorry guys.

HEX666 groans the hardest. "You're never here anymore B.C. Soon I'll think you don't love me anymore, Darlin'." he pouts.

I roll my eyes.

"O HEX, I'll always love you." I laugh. "But I have to go. For real. Love all of you!!!"

"Bye girl!" "See ya later bitch!" "Have a good day kiddo" "Fine, just leave me here alone!"

I laugh at that last one. Fuckin' HEX, and then I log out.

"You're cute with your team." Shawn comes out of the shower, towel turban on his head, brushing his teeth.

"I love them. Most of them I've been friends with since grade 8." I turn in Shawn's chair, appraising my Norse viking god as he leans up against the doorway to his ensuite, quietly brushing.

I look like I have rabies when I do that. He even brushes his teeth sexily! He leaves to spit and rinse and then he comes back and jumps on his bed and lays back, arms open looking at me expectantly.

"OH!" I say, finally realizing. "Shawn cuddles!?"

"Hell yea." he nods.

I skip across the room and leap onto his bed and into his arms. He pulls me into him and I sigh in deep contentment.

"God you feel even more solid Shawn!" I tell him as I graze a hand all up and down his torso.

"Ya a good workout will do that to ya." he raises my chin and gives my nose a tiny kiss.

"Fuck." I say, feeling him up. He smirks and runs his hand up and down my back, kissing my forehead from time to time.

"You feel deliciously soft and feminine Feline. You smell great. Hey, did you have a shower too?" he notices my wet hair and I nod.

"You used my lotion." he grins.

I nod again. "It smells amazing and feels even better!" I tell him.

"It's pretty great. I agree with that. Found it in some hippy health food store at campus. Stuck with it ever since."

"Well I need to get some!" I tell him.

"I'll pick you up some when I'm back at Berkeley." he affirms.

I think about Shawn leaving for another whole year of school and my face instantly falls.

"Hey, Kitten...not for 2 months ok? We've got time! No sad faces!" he warns and kisses me.

When he pulls back his eyes are so warm and soft.

"I don't want you to go!" I tell him. "I know you have to though. I just, I want you here always Shawn." I'm being a whiner. I know I am. But he's so patient with me.

"Feline..." Shawn's phone rings, startling us both. It's my brother Pat. Shawn puts him on speaker.

"Hey...Patty." Shawn smiles. "Sup Bruh?"

"Not much, you n Cat busy? Guys want to do a bonfire and weenie roast down at Estero tonight. What do you say?"

Shawn looks down at me. I nod vigorously. It's been ages since I've been to a bonfire on the beach! Beach parties are always a blast around here. You never know what local is going to show up and hang out.

"Feline's in. I'm down. When?" Shawn leans back against the headboard of his bed, fingering the chopsticks in my hair.

"Sundown? Tell Feline, bring SHEELING or whatever it's name is. We need a sound system." Pat replies.

"SHEL LING." Shawn corrects, chuckling.

"Ya, him." Pat answers.

"Done." I chirp.

"Cool beans, see you there little sis. Shawn, ya long haired giant." and Pat hangs up.

"YAY! Beach party!" I grin. Now I'm really glad I brought this nice long maxi dress to wear. It's perfect for beach parties. And my leather sandals.

"It might get a bit chilly tonight, you bring a hoodie or a coat babe?" Shawn asks, snuggling me up against him again.

"No...shit." I mutter.