“I can’t believe you did that!” K.C. giggled from her seat on the love seat in the living room curled up next to Frankie who had just sat back down from his mini adventure.

Dinner had been amazing and almost grown up like, though I have come to realize nothing with these guys is ever totally grown up. There had been asparagus up noses, baby corn as walrus tusks and slap fights over the last crescent roll. The champagne with cranberries had flown freely while we had all eaten the food Gerard and Mikey had prepared with everyone’s help. When I had learned of this I had started to protest but they had all told me that I spent my day dealing with food so they took me off the help roster for dinner. But the gesture had been sweet and while I still felt a little guilty about not helping with the cooking I didn't let it spoil the food that was served. There had been roast duck and glazed ham with a beautiful tofurkey for Frankie. Crescent rolls had been piled high, steamed asparagus in a butter and almond sauce, creamed onions, sauteed brussels sprouts, squash, stuffing and platters as far as the eye could see full of olives, pickles and baby corn! I had thought to stuff myself on that food alone but had been warned that there were plenty of deserts that I had to eat a well! After the multitude of pies and sweet treats had been at least partially consumed I had helped clear all the dishes and start to get some of the cleaning underway so tomorrow wouldn't be a total disaster.

After the dining room had been cleared and wiped down and the kitchen put into some form of working order with the dish washer going on softly in the background everyone had decided to get the real partying underway. It had been then that I had changed out of my dress, much to Mikey’s dismay as he had repeatedly put out there how he had wanted to “take me” while I was wearing it. Scoffing at him I had locked myself in the bathroom and changed into my ratty old men’s jeans with holes in the knees and a men’s Iron Maiden tank top just big enough that I had to wear an additional tank top underneath so as not to expose myself to the entire world. After everyone had changed we had all found ourselves in the actual living room of Gerard and Mikey’s place for once, since it was warmer than the garage and had a real honest to goodness fire place that was now roaring in the background. Once we had all got situated the drinks had started flowing, people’s shoulders had become more relaxed and laughter flowed freer. And as things tend to go with us we veered toward the slightly more childish once we got tipsy and so a rousing game of truth or dare had started an hour or so ago. Which was why Frankie was now just returning to his seat next to K.C. on the love seat.

“I think I froze my butt cheeks off!” Frankie said through dramatically clattering teeth as he shivered closer to K.C. for warmth.

“You were only supposed to moon the neighbors!” Ray laughed as popped the cap off a new beer.

“I did! It’s still freezing out there!” Frankie protested as he took a beer from Gerard who was standing and handing out drink refills. I took a new rum and coke from him before he finally sat down.

“Pffft you’re just being a wuss! It isn't that cold out!” Ray scoffed, his fro swaying a bit more side to side as he took a sip of his beer.

“Fine! Ray Toro I dare you to go outside and make a snow angel! In only your boxers! Ha!” Frankie shouted gleefully, almost rocketing out of his seat.

“Fine! Watch a true master at work!” Ray replied with bravado as he stood, downed the entirety of his new beer and then began shedding clothes as he made his way to the front door.

I simply chuckled as everyone started to get up and follow Ray’s trail of discarded clothing items like the Pied Piper. There were a lot of things I wanted to see in this world, but Ray naked outside in a blizzard making a snow angel was not one of them! So as everyone made their merry ways after the guitarist I sat in my spot on the couch cradling my very strong rum and coke and watched the fire pop in front of me. Gerard was either trying to get us all very drunk with how strong he was making our drinks or he was toasted enough that he didn't realize how strong he was making them. But that being said they still tasted delicious and seemed to be the perfect thing to sit here and drink in front of a holiday fire.

“Doth mine eyes deceive me? Do I see a beauty sitting here all alone with no man to look after her purity and chaste virtue?” a voice called out in a shocked manner from behind me. I simply grinned and rolled my eyes without bothering to look at the speaker.

“Keep talking about how pure and chaste my virtue is and I might start believing it Mikey. Which would mean some cold nights for you this winter,” I teased as I downed about half of my drink before turning my head to look towards where he was standing beside the other end of the couch.

“That’s alright I guess, I don’t think I like being cold at night. And besides, being pure and chaste is so overrated in my book,” Mikey purred slightly drunkenly as he started to crawl over the end of the couch and across the cushions towards where I was on the far end.

“Is it now?” I asked with a raised eyebrow as Mikey got just about to me.

“It is. And unless I am mistaken, I do believe you feel the same way,” Mikey breathed out as he crawled up and over me so he had me pinned sideways to the couch with his body. He had a hand on either side of me, one of the back of the couch and one on the arm I was leaning on, as he leaned in close and licked up the curve of my ear.

“I can feel something that is for sure,” I joked as I moved my leg ever so slightly, knocking it against his growing arousal that he had smashed against me in a way that made it impossible for me not to feel it!

“Well I suggest we vacate this party just for a moment or two and maybe do something about it. What do you think Jay bird?” Mikey purred in question before placing a not so very chaste kiss on my neck in a fashion that was going to leave a bruise soon if he didn't ease up. Not like I was going to ask him to stop or anything!

There was just enough alcohol in my system by this point of the night that my body was warm and all my muscles were loose and the idea of being dragged off by Mikey into some dark corner for a bit of action was looking like a good idea. Ever so carefully I twisted my body so it was more facing his in the same direction, my legs now folded Indian style as I sat sideways on the couch. I chugged the rest of my rum and coke before placing the glass on the ground so my hands could be free. Slowly I put my hands up to Mikey’s waistline, right where his Anthrax t-shirt met his jeans, and I let my fingers tease the hemline ever so little. Just enough so my fingers occasionally dragged across the skin below it which would cause him to shudder just ever so much while he looked down at me with eyes slit and mouth open. I grinned up at him before placing my hands flat on his stomach and then letting them roam upwards, seemingly with a mind of their own, and dragging his shirt slowly with them.

“Jesus Jay bird,” Mikey hissed as he pressed himself down against me and my hands.
I opened my mouth to say something back but caught sight of what was behind him, coming in from outside.

“Oh shit!” I swore loudly, confusing Mikey. I confused him even more probably when I curled up into a protective fetal position and almost pulled him down on top of me like a shield. Though he didn't stay confused for very long and unfortunately turned his head at just the wrong moment.

“SNOWBALL!” Frankie yelled before hurling a giant white blob of freezing cold snow our direction. It was what I had seen that had made me try and use Mikey as a human shield! And poor Mikey, poor Mikey and his horrible timing had not taken the snowball in the back but in the face!

“You little tofu turd burger!” Mikey growled playfully as he leapt up off the couch and flung his body at Frankie who had started to scream before Mikey had even reached him. I burst out laughing as Mikey tackled him to the ground and the two started rolling around on the floor.

“We figured someone needed a little cooling down,” Ray said with a knowing tone and look as he sat down on one of the comfy chairs, a towel to his hair as he dried off.

“Agreed,” I said as I watched the tussle taking place on the floor in front of me, glad for the sudden distraction before Mikey and I ran off.

Notes

SUPER effing short and I am a HORRIBLE person for posting it this way!!!
BUT the next chapter MORE than makes up for it AND gives you all something I KNOW you've all been waiting very patiently (or not so patiently as the case may be) for!!!

Also. . .
Ray Toro's in da hoooooooouse!!!
Like a boss!