Cayden: Don't Crash, Okay?Mature

"Your gramps is awesome" I said, smiling to myself.

"My granddad is not awesome." Maxxie said, flashing me a look that said “we are not amused”.

"Dude, he so is"

"He rambles. And he embarrasses me. What was all that 'use a condom' shit?"

"Hey, gotta be careful these days. After all, I don't know where you've been" I said with a wink. What? It’s very true.

"Didn't stop you before," Maxxie laughed.

That is true. I mean, when Max was just a one night stand the thought never really crossed my mind, which is pretty careless if you think about it. But every time we’d fucked after that, why hadn’t we used one? I guess the fact that Max can hardly get pregnant might have something to do with it.  "You so better not give me your AIDS"

"   My     AIDS? What about    yours    ?"

"Clean as a whistle, me"

 "Of course," he said with a smile, acting all disbelieving.

"Well if that's how you're gonna be about it..."

He hooked an arm around my waist and started kissing my neck.

"Eww, I don't want your rabies"

He bit down on the skin lightly, "I'm a rabid Londoner!" he giggled.

"Don't make me get my boomerang" I laughed. He didn’t need to know that every birthday until I was 15 my granny used to send me a boomerang to “remind me of home”.

"Boomerang?"

"I'm Aussie, right?"

"Mmm. But you don't need a boomerang. All you need, is to get in that car and come home with me," he grinned.

"Sounds awesome" I said, kissing him and heading for the car.

Maxxie unlocked it and slid into the driver’s seat.

"I'm gonna tease you until you're    begging     for it" I chuckled.

He smiled, "shame, I was hoping you'd give me head on the way back."

"Don't get your hopes up, dollface" I said, winking.

His face contorted into a look of disappointment though whether it was genuine or fake I couldn’t tell.

"Not gonna work. I've got two siblings, remember? I've had years of practice against that face". I’m serious. Resisting pouts and puppy dog eyes is my specialty. I had years to perfect that art on Hadley and Ava, which is weird considering all Ava had to do was bat her eyelashes and she’d get whatever she wanted. Yes, she’s a total “daddy’s little princess”.

Maxxie pouted, apparently thinking pouts work on me.

"Just drive" I laughed.

He flashed me an annoyed look but started driving back to his place anyway. "Put a CD on. I wanna piss the neighbours off," he grinned.

I shook my head with a smile. "Like what, hotshot?"

"I dunno. Whatever CDs I left under the seat."

I bent down over my knees and pulled out a pile of CDs. Looking through them, all I can say is Maxxie’s taste in music leaves something to be desired. "Okay, Max, some of these are shameful"

He glanced over at the pile in my hand. "What are they?"

I held up an Electric Valentine CD. "This right here is just pure shame. Why do you even have it?"

 "Then don't put that on. Find something else." He said, smiling.

I glanced through the rest. "Your CDs insult me" I said, chuckling.

"What happened to my Alesana one?"

"Your AIDS destroyed it" I said, feeling around under the seat for the CD.

"I must have taken my good CDs to America with me. There's a reason these ones stayed, y'know." He huffed.

"You need some Lionel Richie"

"Isn't there anything in there worth listening to?”

I found a Fall Out Boy album which looked extremely unloved and shrugged. "I guess this is okay"

"Mehh," he said and skipped through the tracks, turning up the volume for the sake of it.

"Looking forward to meeting my folks?"

He flashed me a bright smile. "Yeah. They can't be as embarrassing as my granddad."

I couldn’t stop the evil grin that crawled onto my face and the chuckle that slipped out of my lips.

"They'll be embarrassing you, not me... hopefully."

"Oh if only it were that simple. Mom'll wanna know when was the first time we had sex, how many times have we had sex since then, did we use a condom, why    didn't     we use a condom, are we gonna use a condom next time, why are we lying to her about using a condom... that's all I can think of on the spot"

"Definitely better use one this time, then," Maxxie giggled.

"Who said you're getting any?" I smirked.

"Me." He smirked back.

"Oh yeah?"

"I may end up begging, but that's okay, 'cause I don't have any pride anyways," he laughed.

"Ah but who said you're begging's gonna work?"

"Hmm. We'll see."

"Besides, call me sappy all you like but I kinda wanted to talk about your childhood and stuff. Since your parents erased your entire existence I figure I'm just gonna have to come straight out and ask you stuff"

He smiled. "If you really want to know, sure."

"Awesome" I glanced out of the window, checking to see how many cars and people there were around, "You know you had your hopes up for me to give you head?"

"Which you promptly dashed, yes."

I glanced around again. "Don't crash, okay?"

"I'm a good driver, I promise." He said, grinning.

"You better be"

He laughed. "So much faith in me."

I rolled my eyes as I undid his jeans. Then, licking my lips and throwing Maxxie a “crash and I’ll fucking kill you” look, I leant over and got to work.

The End

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