“I recommend we do this more often. That was amazing,” Jeph said as he finished buckling his belt.

“Mhmmm I agree. But I gotta get back to work. Love you,” you said as you stood on your toes and kissed him quickly.

Jeph however had other thoughts it seemed. He wrapped a hand around and up into your already semi messy looking hair and entangled his fingers in it. He forced his tongue in through your lips and deepened the kiss as he pushed you up against the wall of the bathroom.

Finally he brought his lips off of yours and smirked down at you.

“That’s to keep you going through the day,” he said as he let go of his hold on you.

“Wow. Like I was going to need anything else after amazing sex in the bathroom. But hey, not complaining. Now I really gotta go,” you said as you quickly pecked him on the lips once more and jogged off before he could do it again.

You threw your military jacket onto the back chair as you walked into the parlor up front.

“Nice, ahh, hair there Kales,” Greg said teasingly as you walked passed him.

He was bent over someone’s pelvic bone as he tattooed a small representation of the world. Wow, someone was conceited.

You stopped at your chair and and looked in your mirror. Your hair was extremely obvious, but also looked styled. Running your fingers through it and poofing it and twisting a few ends you turned to smile at Greg sweetly.

“It’s all the rage and style now a days. Thanks,” you teased back, but also trying to sound serious.

“It’s by my favorite stylist too, Au Jepha,” Lexi teased.

You simply winked at her provocatively.

“Next?” you asked as you turned to face the waiting people.
-xXx-
“So Jimmy darling is that damn album almost done? I never get to see you,” you asked as you were bent over a pot on the stove.

“Almost, we’re giving a once more run through of the tracks we picked to make sure we’re satisfied with them. Then we ship ‘em out and then ship ourselves out as well,” Jimmy said on his end of the phone.

“Good. Do I still get copies for people?” you asked as you raised a spoon to your lips and tasted it’s red contents.

“For your coworkers as usual right? You haven’t gotten any new ones recently have you?” he asked.

“Nope though I’m sure that would change if they knew working with us got them free copies of your cd’s before they came out in stores,” you said as you wiped the spoon off on your apron and went for some spices.

Jeph wasn’t the only one who knew how to cook in this relationship.

“I know we are beloved by so many,” Jimmy said dramatically and you could almost see him throwing a hand onto his forehead and he faux fainted.

“Drama queen,” you teased as you threw some rosemary into the pot followed by more chopped fresh garlic.

“Well one of us had to start showing some estrogen, people were starting to disbelieve me when I said my best friend was Shads’s sister. They kept telling me he only had a brother,” Jimmy said sarcastically.

“Jimmy that was weak dude, that was massively weak,” you chided as you bent and opened the oven to check on it’s contents as well.

“Sorry, distracted by my damn tie,” Jimmy explained.

“I forgot you didn’t know how to tie one. Why don’t you just say fuck it and forget about it? Or just wait till you get here and have me tie it?” you asked as you poked a wooden skewer into one of your creations.

Pulling it out you found it to be at the correct stage for your timing.

“Thanks mom but I’d rather show up and show you that I’m a big boy now and can tie a fucking tie. No matter how much I want to chuck it in the trash and light it on fire,” Jimmy said grumpily, you could tell he was still fighting with it.

“All right son, if you insist. But remember this before you go on your shooting rampage because of your tie, I didn’t say you had to wear one. I just said dress nicely or as close to as possible,” you said as you chucked the wooden skewer and got a set of pot holders from a drawer.

“I know, I remember. I was on the other end of that phone conversation. And I convinced the guys to dress it up. We gotta out shine the Used guys tonight or else we might lose you to them for forever,” Jimmy explained.

“I shutter to think what Bert will come like, but that’s... oh I’m not going to bother repeating myself again. I’ll see you when you get here,” you exasperated on your end as you moved one pot off a burner and onto a cooling piece of marble until deposited into a serving dish.

“Which is in less than an hour. Are you even dressed yet?” Jimmy asked knowingly on his end.

You looked down at yourself, phone still to your ear and pot holder on your hand.

“Fuck,” you swore loudly.

You were still in your ratty sweat pants that were full of holes, you had on a old shirt that was close to two sizes too small and was almost see through do to it’s constant wearing and old age. Add that to the black fuzzy slippers, the ancient apron around your waist, the garish pot holder on your hand and how your hair was thrown up messily and had a bandana covering it, you were a ripe mess.

“I thought so. I know you too well Kales Mae,” Jimmy chuckled on his end.

“Gotta run Jimmy. Body to clean, food to finish and house to prepare for this damn fancy dinner. I hate life,” you growled into your phone as you turned burners down to low and started “dancing” in circles in your kitchen.

You didn’t know where to start first.

“Hey it was your idea to have this celebratory dinner. And to have it at your house, cooked by you nonetheless. Just say fuck it, stay in your cooking sweats hun,” Jimmy said, knowing exactly what you were wearing while cooking.

“Right. Or not. See you in an hour. Love you. Bye,” you said quickly as you hung up the phone.

You spun quickly as went back to the stove. Once again you bent over and taste test your sauce and nearly jumped out of the air and dropped the spoon as you felt hands encircle your waist and come around to the front of you.

“Have I ever told you how incredibly sexy I find this outfit? Or how turned on I get when a woman cooks? Or that the combination of the two is near lethal?” Jeph asked from your neck where he had buried his face and started kissing.

“Jeph. Hun. I’ve gotta change and then finish cooking,” you protested, though not putting up much of a fight as you tilted your head back giving him a wider range of your neck.

“It takes you less than fifteen minutes to get dressed, and I’ll help you finish cooking. I didn’t cook any of this, I’ll just be helping plate it and everything. How does that sound?” Jeph asked as he continued kissing your neck, placing trails up to behind your ear.

“I say it sounds like someone has gotta really into our little quickie sessions lately,” you purred seductively as he bit your earlobe.

“More so than you think,” Jeph growled as he pressed himself against the back of you, hard.

And so was he. So much that it made your eyes widen a bit as the contact. Quickly you turned any burners you could off and left the ones that absolutely had to stay on on their lowest setting before turning to face Jeph.

“Let’s go hot stuff,” you said as you grabbed the tie that hung loosely around his neck and pulled him after you.

Notes

Quickie sex before celebratory dinner?
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