Thread: Enough is Enough (Skye Pilot & TortoiseShell)

Micah chuckled a little when Desiree said she was not completely sure what she was warming up, but then nodded when she began to explain the main components of what happened to be on the plates, resolving the mystery. As he leaned up against the counter himself, and laid down the rules and consequences for tonight, Micah looked at Desiree, while she leaned up against the counter across from him. Her hands reached slightly behind her, resting on the edge of the long marble countertop. With her body leaning back, it served to push her ample breasts forward, noticing she was not wearing a bra of any sort under her black shirt. He tried not to get too distracted by that fact. Seeing his step-daughter push out that bottom lip, and tell him he was being offensive. It angered him a little, but the playful sweetness in her voice made him figure she was at least being slightly sarcastic about it. ??I know, you have not been late in some time, I just feel I need to remind you from time to time about what will happen if you are,? Micah told her, Keeping his arms crossed as she sauntered over, giving a warm sweet kiss to his cheek. On her tiptoes, he could heel the solid brush of her breasts against him once more, the chilly air seeming to have made her showing nipples harder. He though about telling her to be sure to wear a bra when she went to the party, even as a tease, but not wanting to be any more offensive towards Desiree, he held his tongue instead. When she backed away from the quick kiss, the dance of her fingers against his tight tank top, just over his toned abs, a tingle of pleasure quickly flowed through him, starting at the base of his spine and racing up the length of his spine. Micah was glad Desiree had moved away, making her way back to the dining room. It gave him a moment to recover from the slight blush that formed on his cheeks. ??I??m allowed to worry, Desiree,? he said lightly. ??It??s one of my fatherly duties,? he chuckled a little. Micah then followed her back into the dining room, taking his spot at the head of the table. Taking a sip of juice, he shrugged, looking over to Desiree. ??I haven??t quite decided yet,? he told the girl. ??Maybe I??ll call up a few friends, and have a little get together of my own,? he said with a smile, picking up his fork, starting to take a few bites of dinner. ??It??s been a while since I threw a pool party, and before long it will be too cold,? he continued on, not really sure if he would have the impromptu gathering or not. ??Besides, it wont feel quite as empty if people drink too much wine to drive home,? he teased. Desiree had told him that the house had felt too big for just the two of them before. In all honesty, by this point in life, he had expected to have a rather large family. Obviously, that had not worked out as he had planned. He never told Desiree that, but instead explained he and his 3 brothers grew up in a small, cramped two bedroom apartment with only a single bathroom. It was the truth really, and Micah had not enjoyed the living conditions he had experienced during his youth. He had been so relived when they had finally lived to a house when he was 13, and got his own room, but those first years gave him the want to always have a mansion, and now he had it. Plus, many times during the holidays, Micah and Desiree would host, since they had the nicest place out of anybody else in the family, and everyone had more than enough space. Micah nodded and smiled when she asked if they could watch some TV. Pushing his chair back, he walked over to the small stand by the door, and picked up the remote. A large flatscreen television had been mounted on the wall. Micah had been against installing a television in the dining room originally, but he found out it worked as a great pacifier during the large holiday family meals. Just throw on whatever football game was on for the day, and dinner practically ran itself, except for the commercial breaks. Sitting back down, he slid the remote over to Desiree. ??Find something you like, hon,? Micah said happily, going back to munching on his dinner. After dinner, Micah gathered up their plates, taking them to the kitchen and rinsing them off quickly. Making his way back to the dinning room, he stood behind Desiree, placing his hands on her shoulders, giving a gentle rub, trying to hide what had been on his mind in regards to her all day long. Looking over at the clock, it was only a little before 5. ??Care to continue watching this in the living room? Or do you need to go get yourself ready for tonight?? he casually asked. Even as he stood behind her, the sweet scent of her hair drifted up, making his nostrils flare a little. Micah closed his eyes for a moment, taking in the lovely aroma. He gently worked the tips of his fingers underneath her hair, as it cascaded down from her head, waterfalling over her slender shoulders. Micah continued the friendly little massage, feeling the warmth of her body through the dark shirt she wore. He had occasionally given her a brief little shoulder rub every now and then, knowing his wouldn??t be at all out of character for him. It honestly was a sincere gesture, showing his deep care and affection for Desiree.