Dirty Pretty Things
Title: Dirty Pretty Things
Author: Diane
Pairing: Nathan/Haley
Rating: Teen Rated
Disclaimer: I don’t own a thing!
Summary: Even household chores can turn out to be fun…
Author’s Note: This is written for Prompt # 64 (Dirty) of my fanfic table
“Hales, just leave them until the morning and let’s go to bed.”
Haley shook her head as she carried on with her task. “No.”
“C’mon, it’s late and…”
Turning her head, she regarded him over her shoulder while her hands didn’t stop what they were doing. “Right, so you’re telling me if I go in there with you we’ll be going straight to sleep, huh?”
“Maybe not straight to sleep,” Nathan replied with a smirk.
“You do surprise me.”
“Look, leave the dishes until tomorrow and I’ll do them.”
“Hmm, I think I’ve heard that one before and, if I remember correctly, I did them then, too.”
“I was running late for practice that morning, you know that.”
“And I’ll bet you’ll be saying that tomorrow.”
“There’s no practice tomorrow,” he quipped.
“Nathan, you know I hate leaving dirty dishes in the sink overnight. I just—it’ll be playing on my mind and I won’t be able to think or concentrate on anything else I’ll be doing.” She pouted at him while internally smiling, knowing that he could never resist doing what she wanted whenever she did it.
“Dammit!” he muttered under his breath. Walking closer to her, he slipped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder. “You know, one day that cute little pout isn’t going to work on me anymore.” One of his hands came up to tilt her face towards his a little more but before his lips met hers, she spoke.
“We’ll see about that,” she said before giggling.
Nathan laughed along with her and inching closer, he touched his mouth to hers and kissed her softly. When her lips parted, he slipped his tongue past her lips and let it tangle with her own.
Dropping the plate her hands were currently gripping back into the water, Haley turned and pressed her body flush against his, feeling his arousal against her stomach. Her hands, which were wet and soapy, gripped his shoulders as she pulled herself up onto her toes so she could get better access to his hot, hungry mouth.
When the need for air became an issue, she pulled back from him and whispered against his lips, “You promise you’ll do the dishes in the morning?”
He nodded. “Yeah,” he drawled.
His voice was deep and husky which caused a shiver to run through her as she looked at him through heavy lidded eyes.
The way she was biting her plump bottom lip had him swooping in to do it for her. “C’mon, Hales, let’s just go to bed.” His fingers threaded through the silky strands of her hair and lowering his head, he placed his mouth right by her ear. “Those dishes could use a good soaking… I mean, they’re pretty dirty…” His lips curved into a smirk as he felt her body tremble against him.
“Nathan…” She practically moaned his name as all manner of different scenarios involving the word ‘dirty’ flitted through her mind.
Hearing her say his name like that was all it took. His lips fused with hers and he kissed her long and hard, his tongue playfully duelling with hers as his hands roamed all over her body. Gripping her hips, he easily lifted her up and she automatically wrapped her legs around his waist as her own hands came up to cup his face between her palms.
Seeing him headed for their bedroom, she whispered, “Bathroom” into his ear.
“Huh? Why?” he asked, pausing in his movement.
“I’m thinking maybe you need a good soaking too, dirty boy.”
Nathan grinned back at her. “You know, I think you might just be right.”
Fin