Chivalry

Chapter 16

“So, do you wanna talk about today?” Deacon asked softly from the door. I had yet to roll over as I was internally rolling my eyes in my head. I mumbled something into the bed where he couldn’t hear it. What I really said was, ‘I really would rather you go away,’ but it was unintelligible. He crossed the room and scooped me into his strong arms. “I promise I won’t talk about us again to anyone else; that was very stupid of me. I wasn’t thinking,” he went on, definitely unaware that I would rather be left alone.

I crawled out of his arms, tears slowly streaming out of my eyes and started, “I’m not even upset that you told Hunter; I’m upset that he used that information as an advantage to touch me in a way I was not ready for. I don’t know him like I know you yet, and I was comfortable doing those things with you so when he touched me, I was very caught off guard.”

It felt as if the whole room went cold, but I could tell it was just Deacon, and he had an icy glare as he stared off into a random corner of the room. “I’ll kick his ass,” he roared. I could tell the girls could hear him from downstairs, as the low hum of noise outside my door stopped. Deacon carefully put my legs that were still on him back down on the bed and stood up abruptly, and headed out my door and down the stairs. I could tell he had misunderstood my words as I was very uncomfortable telling him what specifically happened.

I wiped my tears and ran after him. I didn’t have to go far, because Hunter had decided to sit outside the front door. Probably hoping that Deacon would be leaving soon anyways and would walk back across the street with him. I made it in time to see Deacon practically rip the door open, breathe for a second, then recoil his fist and punch Hunter as hard as he can. “Wait,” I screamed just as his fist connected with Hunter’s face.

After the first punch he took him down to the ground, but it didn’t last long as all of us girls flocked onto Deacon to pull him off of his brother. Blood began trickling down from the bridge of Hunter’s nose as he pulled his fingers up to the now torn open spot, trying to stifle the bleeding anymore than it already was. I pulled Deacon over to the couch to try and cool him down, and explain to him that all he did was grab my butt. As I did that the girls helped Hunter into the kitchen and grabbed him some frozen veggies from the freezer.

I made sure Deacon had calmed down then went to the kitchen to check on Hunter and look at the extent of his injury. Luckily I had a few certifications under my name, so I could do sutures if I had to but after looking at his nose all it needed was some medical super glue. I took him into the guest bathroom where the first aid kit was and fixed him up. I apologized every second I could while I glued him back together and cleaned up the blood.

When we came out I walked back over to Deacon and asked if we could go over to their house to talk about everything that had happened. He only agreed because if he had walked back over to his house with his brother he would continue what he started. I grabbed them both by the collar and led them across the street. Hunter held the door open for us while holding his face with his other hand.

Once we were all through the door and it was shut, I led the boys back to the bedroom we all woke up in after our ‘double date’, ‘triple date’, whatever you want to call it. I sat them down on the bed and began ‘ripping them a new one’ as one might say. “Now, listen here, Hunter, what you did today… was not okay. Not even in the slightest. Deacon, if you had let me finish, then you would know that what he did was not that big of a deal. Now, you both have created a set back for both of you.”

“Deacon, when you told Hunter about our escapades… you messed up, but Hunter when you tried to use that information to think you could get ahead, or into my pants… that was not okay. You guys are going to get over today, because I see now that I have to get over it as well. I just needed some time with my thoughts and not a full out war between you two. This is not how this competition is supposed to work,” I finished, then sat down between the boys.

I let out a sigh of relief which sounded misplaced between the huffing that the boys were doing from the fight and from their anger at each other. Deacon and Hunter both spoke in unison, “I’m sorry.” Shocked by it they both looked at each other then started laughing. I laid back, finally letting my body relax, then the boys followed suit. I turned my head to Hunter first, planting a light kiss on the small of his temple. I then rolled over to Deacon, who turned his head to me. He opened his mouth for a French kiss as my mouth met his.

Something about Deacon standing up for me and my body really heated my body up in a sensual way, and even though Hunter didn’t land a punch I still felt the same about him. Deacon must have felt the same way as he let out a small moan. Hunter lifted his head off the bed and moved his hand to mine. It was like he was asking if he could initiate anything before he attempted. I squeezed his hand.

His hand moved down to my thigh where he began rubbing it with light touches over my skin. He then rolled towards me and began kissing down my neck. Deacon then rolled himself towards me and ran his finger through my hair, putting slight tension on the roots of my head. It was me who let out the moan this time. Not knowing where this would go, I kicked my shoes off over the edge of the bed. I slid my shorts off exposing my thong that I put on this morning, definitely not thinking this is where today would lead me.

Hunter moved one of his hands down from my hair down the length of my  body to my underwear. I let out another moan that I tried to stifle. This time I let Hunter take the lead as he put himself over my body. After making sure that no blood would drip on my face, he began kissing me more hungrily. He started feeling my body up more then took a pause, “are you sure you’re okay with this; I could stop… I mean it.”

I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him back, slipping my tongue into his mouth. This time it was him who moaned. Deacon stayed to the side, still playing with me down below and kissing me on my neck. The stimulation was a lot but all it did was make my body feel warmer. Was I ready for the heat to be turned up tonight.