“I think you should give me your phone before you get us both in trouble.” Kevin couldn’t blame him, he missed their girl too.
“Maybe I should just send her a quick text?” Kurt looked hopeful.
“Give. Me. The. Phone.” Kevin held out his hand.
Handing over his phone, Kurt pouted. “You’re no fun.”
The men continued to tease and joke with each other, while they accomplished their self-assigned task. Not sure what Tina was in the mood for, they bought a variety of takeout and headed back to their woman.
When they pulled up to Tina’s house, she was sitting on the glider on the front porch, holding a package.
“What you got there, angel?” Kurt asked as he bounded up the stairs, one hand full of packages, the other reaching for her.
Dropping the packages he held, he reached down and lifted her off the glider into his arms, giving her a long deep kiss.
“Good thing I didn’t let you carry the food,” Kevin said coming up behind him. “Give me some of that.” Sitting down the packages, he was carrying, he took Tina from his brother for his kiss.
The three gathered everything and carried it all into the house. Kurt helped Tina carry the clothes and toys back to her bedroom while Kevin set the food out.
Tina led Kurt back to her bedroom. It was hard to believe that with all that had happened in the last twenty-four hours, he had never been in her bedroom.
She dropped her packages on the bed and turned to go back to the kitchen, but ran into to a wall of Kurt.
Backing her up against the bed, he tumbled her onto it and followed her down. Caging her with his body, he nuzzled her neck and collarbone.
Pushing up against his rock-hard chest, it was like trying to move boulders. “We have to go back to the kitchen, Kevin’s waiting and the food will get cold,” she said, giggling.
“Kevin can cope on his own and the food can be reheated. I’m hot already.” Kurt lifted himself off her neck and kissed her.
Giggling and pushing at him, she wiggled, trying to get free.
“Kevin’s right here, what’s going on in here?” Kevin announced as he joined them on the bed.
“This big galoot won’t let me up. Get. Off. Me.” Tina giggled.
“Big galoot, I’ll show you.” Kurt lifted one leg over her middle and sat on her pelvis. Grabbing both of her hands in one of his, he proceeded to tickle her, mercilessly.
Tina giggled and wiggled, having more fun than she could remember in a long time.
Kevin took Tina’s hands and held them over her head, giving Kurt free access to her rib cage and stomach. He tickled her with both hands until she screamed for mercy.
“What are you going to do for me if I stop?” he asked her with an evil glint in
his eyes.
“Whatever you want, just please stop tickling me,” she answered him, still laughing.
Dropping his voice an octave, he looked at her. “Whatever I want, baby?”
Her eyes went wide and her brain went Oh, shit, what have I gotten myself into now? She looked up at Kevin for help.
“Don’t look at me, this is between you and him. I’m just going to sit back and watch the show.” Kevin chuckled.
“So…if I stop tickling you, I get whatever I want whenever I want it, right?” he asked her, his voice dripping with lust and something deeper, earthier.
Taking a deep breath and wondering if she could handle what she was getting into, Tina answered softly, “yeah, whatever, whenever.”
Jumping off the bed, Kurt, said, “Cool, let’s go eat.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her along behind him.