Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In S2Pt4 - Two Can Play at that Game

V: Mornin' sleepyhead.
Y/n: Hey. You look good.
V: I know I do. I got up and showered and you've been asleep for forever.
Y/n: Hey! A girl's gotta sleep.
V: Whatever you say. You still look good to me, though.

He leaned in to give me a kiss, but I swerved him. Number one: my breath stinks. Number two: the rules are back in order. We all know that's not gonna last long, but it'd be fun to tease him.

V: You're not gonna kiss me?
Y/n: Morning breath.
V: Then, go brush your teeth.
Y/n: Someone's impatient...
V: No, I just want you. I think it's time for round two.
Y/n: Slow down, sir.
V: Why?
Y/n: Because I said so.
V: We'll see how long that lasts.

He was right. I wanted to pull him into the shower with me, then drive to my place and fuck him on the desk again. But, this was gonna be fun. I needed to hold out.

I showered and put on my clothes. We washed them last night before we went to "sleep." I walked out and the boys made the same sounds at me as they did the first time. All the "ooh"s, "aah"s, fake moans, and applause were just as embarrassing, but it was nice to feel like one of them again.

We all ate breakfast and Vinnie kept trying to sneak up behind me, but I kept dodging him. He looked like a sad puppy, but it was funny to see him whine.

I went swimming with Lil J and we had a splashing fight. When Vin walked by, I splashed him so that he didn't feel completely left out, but he could tell that my attention wasn't focused on him.

I told him that I wanted to make a TikTok with him. He got excited. Little did he know it was the "Swervin'" one.  You're supposed to swerve three times and then kiss them on the fourth, but I had other plans.

After the first swerve, he gave me a sad look. Then, I went in for a second time and swerved again. He looked more mad this time. Then, the third. I went in and I went so close to his face, I could almost feel our lips touching, but I pulled away. Just in time, too. Vinnie reached out and grabbed me to pull me closer to him.

He was anxious for a kiss now. This was mean, but really fun, nevertheless. It was time for the fourth one, the one where I was supposed to kiss him. We got just as before, then, I blew a raspberry at him.

God, you should've seen his face. It was priceless. He was so shocked and hurt almost. I felt kinda bad for him, so I gave him a quick kiss. It was nothing he could savor for long, though.

I spent the entire day doing things to tease him. He hated it so much. Sucks to be him. This was very amusing to me.

At the end of the day, I gave him one more quick kiss. He invited me to get dinner with him. I told him that we could just order in instead of going to pick something up. But, I was truly stupid. He meant it as a date.

V: A dinner date. Let's go to dinner.
Y/n: Ohh... Ok. Sure. Let's go.
V: Y/n, I'm serious.
Y/n: You haven't been pretty serious lately. How am I supposed to know?
V: Come here.

He came up to me and got close to my face. He made eye contact with me, then looked down at my lips. He grazed his over mine before going to my ear and whispering to me.

V: I'm taking you on a date. You can choose when, but it's happening. You're not getting out of it.
Y/n: And what if I don't want to go?
V: Too fucking bad. And wear something nice.
Y/n: What does nice entail? Am I getting fancy or making my ass and tits look good?
V: Y/n...
Y/n: I know. I know. You're serious. I am, too.
V: Wear whatever you want. When can we go?
Y/n: Someone's eager. What about Saturday at 8:00?
V: I'm picking you up at 7:00. Be ready.
Y/n: I don't get to know where we're going?
V: Nope.