"Oh, you're still up then"

When he couldn't find Louise in either their room or Evie's John had made his way through the rest of the rooms in the large house systematically.
Initially he thought he should just have a tub and hit the sack but realising he needed her to help him sleep, he worked his way methodically through the rooms, top to bottom, then ventured outside into the sketchy moonlight.

Firstly, the garden and lawn where Evie enjoyed playing and then the pool area. Finally, he was rewarded for his effort .... spotting Lou's feet hanging off the edge of the pool furniture.

"Hi" Lou's word was heavy and tired sounding, a flat line of a word filling his ears. John moved closer to hover over her chugging the end of a smoke as he glanced about wondering why she chose here of all places to curl up. "Ummm, I was worried about you"

"Was just out at the club like I said" John turned, his whole body facing the pool, Louise couldn't see his face but saw the subtle change of stance to his body, feet placed apart and back straight, if he had held a guitar he would look as if he were on stage but he wasn't he was here, staring into the nothingness and appearing like he was bored. John flicked the now dead cigarette into the bushes beside them.

"I know you were with her...."

"Oh that... dropped her home, well to her accommodation that is. Nice place, not as nice as this though. I could get used to living in a place as grand as this, couldn't you?" John raised his head to the sky and gazed about, anything not to see the accusations in her eyes.

"You're rambling. Just get it over with John. She was hot, I get it. You're dream girl" Louise pulled her knees up and hugged them to herself, suddenly cold in the warm night air. "Living is easy with eyes closed John. I will keep them closed if that makes life easy for us"

"You need to stop that. Backing down all the time, it isn't right. You need to fight me, berate me.... not sit and sigh and say you'll shut up about my picking up random skirt" John spun around and plonked down beside Louise, pulling her to his side roughly.

"Ouch"

"Sorry.... now come on, sit here on me lap"

"No!"

"Louise... come sit here or give me a bollocking out will you. I hate that you want to give over so easily"

"But if I yell, you run John. I cannot win..... I let you win so that I don't lose" Lou rubbed her eyes, the sky was lighter now, not dawn but an hour more would see the light of a new day. "I don't want to lose; so you do what you need to do"

"I admit she was my dream and when I sat with her in my arms I was hard an-"

"John, please don't. Please don't torture me"

"Oh luv. I was working up to say I never got out of me pants Louise. I kissed her I did, a lot and, and touched her tits but that was the end of it. We ended up sitting and talking and she called some tarot guy in she has on speed dial...."

"She has good tits" Louise whined "and I don't"

"Louise let me be the judge of the tit competition and yours are up in the finals babe"

"Now it's a competition...... I'll never win"

"Would you stop that!!" John stood up angry and pissed she was being so needy and insecure. He almost started yelling at her but it was more hiss in the silence of the night "Louise..." Lou turned her head in the other direction. "Louise, stand up right now"

"No"

"I swear girl you drive me up the wall with this shit" Scrubbing his face and fisting his hands by his side, he had to make her literally stand up and fight, he just wasn't sure how. But he wanted her to. Wanted her to be so invested in him that she scolded him like a naughty child, and hit him for being a horrid man, to make him see the wrong in his ways "Stop being soft and tell me off. I need telling off don't you see?"

"What are you talking about? What do you mean?"

"I mean... I need kicking up the arse for this and you're going to do it. Yell at me, hit me" John walked a tight circle and came back to stand, hands on hips, staring down at Louise.

"You kissed her....." Louise stood and John took one step backwards to give her room. For what he didn't know; I good drawback on a swinging punch perhaps.

"Yes Louise, I twisted my tongue with hers, put my hands at the apex of her thighs and rolled both her nipples in my mou-"

Louise slapped his face and punched him in the stomach. John stumbled back a few shuffling steps and Louise pressed towards him... 

Making him retreat once more....

She pushed and sent him sailing into the pool. 

Fully clothed, spluttering and grinning at her as she stood over him on the edge, John swam towards her foot as her toes tapped by the waters edge. Grabbing her with his wet hand Lou shook him off then crouched down in front of him.

"That was fantastic luv. Good to see you stand up to me" John grinned up at her as Louise gazed at him with thin lips. She was contemplating her next move, he was being condescending now and she had had enough of the whole night, her emotions had twisted upon themselves and she still felt her eyes, sore and red from the late hours, his pranks and the tears shed.

"You know John. It's quite 'good for the goose, good for the gander' all this, tonight" Louise stood up to her full height and took two steps back as John questioned her with the set of his brow.

"What do you mean 'good for the goose' Louie?" John grabbed the pool edge and wiped the water off his face, pressing his drenched hair back on his head.

"I mean ..... If you were off kissing someone, then I was too" Louise escaped through the double doors and fled to their room, it was located away from the other bedrooms ...... she was dicing with Johns temper doing this, dicing with that enormous male pride of his too.

Had she bitten off more than she could chew....

A/N: xx A little naughty xx ahead- skip ahead if you are under age or sick of my horrid sexy scenes haha

Pressing her back against the tiles of the shower she waited for him, the warm water spraying her skin, he needed a shower and she was in it. Feeling stupid, feeling small Louise wondered if she had opened a horrid can of worms. John had been drinking that was for sure, the boozy scent hit her nose when he had sat beside her but he wasn't drunk, wasn't addled or confused in the least.

Yes, he would want her to explain.

John walked in the bathroom. He was in the process of ripping his wet shirt off and was startled to find Lou naked and glistening under the water falling over her flesh. He tightened and hardened at the sight of her breasts so perky and happy to see him. But she had said something out there that he couldn't make head nor tail of, and that needed clarifying.

No. Unfortunately no sex til that has been sorted.

Louise didn't stop him stepping in the shower with her, his chest bare and his trousers still belted. Somewhere along the way John had shed his shoes and socks. His toes touched hers and his chest grazed against her breasts. Lou bit her lip, this was dangerous territory now and she was suddenly afraid that he may just rage.

How many times had she seen men knocked flying off Johns wild fists in the past and that man that John pounded, the one that, that had rap-.... Lou shivered and John turned the water to spray a little hotter.

Louise steeled herself bringing her chin up, John saw the change and kept a hand on her shoulder as she tugged his belt.

God, he thought, she was a wonderful rainbow of emotion and moods.

"This is in no way his fault. I'll say that at the get go" Lou paused and watched John draw his brow together once more "All me it was tonight"

"What darling, what's all you?" John tried desperately to cling onto the thread of the conversation. Louise seemed intent on taking his brain and scrambling it thoroughly though, her fingers had ripped the belt from the loops, dropped his fly and now, as he cocked an eyebrow his cock sprung free into her fingers, the trousers and jocks pushed down with her foot to their feet.

"I was upset, you were hours with that woman. Hours John. Do you know what that does to me" Lou's fingers splayed along his length and moved slowly "I was so angry" God her fingers "I was mad at you, so mad. So I kissed him" John felt her fingers grasp him tight as he woke to her words.

"Who. Stop touching me! Ohhhh... Gee Louise please stop palming me you know how I get. Stop"

"I punched him and cried on him, so, so upset with you" Louise used two hands and John suddenly realised this was what being used felt like.

Like when he kissed her and had sex with her to make her not hate him so much if he had been shagging random birds.... Or when he had been dreaming about Bardot and had rolled over and touched Louise to turn his dreams into reality. .

"He was there with me"

Bloody hell Louie's palms, hands, nimble and light fingers, scrapping fleeting nails-

"-kissed him nothing else and quickly I realised-"

"Who?"

"What?"

"Who did you fucking kiss, Louise?" Even with her hands all over him he was sobering to her words. Bile lifted in his throat. A two-faced man was all he was... wanted to be allowed to shag anything with a vagina but as soon as Louise says she kissed someone.... ready to kill, I am- "Just kissed a little ..... right?"

"Arrrr? Yes I guess. He wasn't into it at all. He knew I was upset. He... he.."

"Paul"

"Yes" she breathed softly. Louise cast her eyes to her hands and stroked him softly, so soft his skin was here....

"Nothing else... although I wouldn't blame you" John's eyes grew wide, where in Sam hell did that come from!

"You wouldn't?" Lou was startled, John wouldn't blame her?!?

"Well I would but you know, I would eventually see-"

"Eventually?"

"Yeah after his face was beaten to a pulp" John grasped Lou's elbows away from him holding her fingers slightly off and away from his painfully wanting appendage. He was going to explode all over if she didn't stop her fingers soon...  She could still use her digits if she stretched those hands.... so she did.

"John, you're not to touch him" Louie pulled a little and he released her elbows giving her back her freedom to attend her ministrations upon his body.

"I'm not?... I'm not.. Ohhhh god .... You don't play fair. Please don't squeeze my balls while I'm trying to see red" John rolled his eyes towards the back of his head, her fingers tickled and lightly touched then teased and finally held him, weighing him, holding him in her gentle hands.

Louise kissed Johns lips "Paul was very good" She kissed him softly again "Looked after me" Louise lips were disengaged from Johns when he pulled away trying to get a clear picture of just what went on with the her and Paul "He held me when I cried and hugged me when I needed you"

"But you didn't.....?"

"We didn't. Although......" Lou let her lip curl a little, wishing to tease John a tad more.

"Louise..... although what!?"

"Nothing John. He was a gentleman and all I did was kiss him a little when I was upset"

"He enjoy it?"

"John" Lou warned.

"The tosser would have" John squeezed his eyes shut trying to control his body, and mind, and the lower extremity that wouldn't listen either.

"He might have, I didn't ask... and I did in the beginning, then in the middle it got a bit messy and then in the end I realised something..." Louise licked her lips, all this talk of her and Paul being naughty then telling John about it was making her want to make John twitch in her hand uncontrollably and then for him to touch her like this in return; she resumed circling his skin and stroking the length of him.

"There was three bits- beginning, middle and end?" John drew a quick sharp gasp of badly needed oxygen.

Lou kissed him and ran a sharp stiff tongue along his pouty bottom lip teasingly. With nips she fled to his ear with music "There were a few verses but the song bombed before it started fully...." 

Louise continued to whisper in his ear "....because you John.....you're... my number one.." Louise moved along him slowly wrapping him up in the palm of her hand and kissed him deeply, her other hand drawing them together wrapped around his shoulders.

He was still the one.

John exploded.

He was all in the palm of her hand...