Blindside

Sugar Bear

Osiris

What a win tonight, we were all still riding on the high of victory and what better way to burn it off than to party? Now here we were in full swing; the music was bumping, drinks flowing, people dancing and overall just having a great time. I was standing off to the side of the beer pong table watching Oliver in his element, as per usual, and constantly checking the time.

Where are they? I thought to myself as I checked the time yet again. 10:18PM. I was getting antsy waiting for Corbin to get here with the girls, admittedly I got a rush when I found out the Cleo was coming tonight. Tomorrow, unfortunately, was going to suck for her if she drank as much tonight as she did the last time. 

“Are we boring you brother?” Griffin asked as he came to stand next to me.

“No, why?”

“Every time I look over, you’re checking your phone as if you have better places to be” he remarked.

“I’m just checking the time, that’s all” I replied nonchalantly. The look on his face read ‘yeah, suurreee” but I chose to ignore him. My hand itched to pull my phone out again to check the time, and just as I was about to, the crowd parted and someone made their way through.

First I saw Corbin making his entrance, loud and boisterous, with Isabella in tow which meant Cleo couldn’t be far behind. Split seconds later is when I saw her, and I had to give my head a shake.

I must be dreaming, I thought to myself, as I watched her walk towards us. She was breathtaking. I couldn’t decide what it was that she had to have done differently, was it her hair? Make up? How she pieced her outfit together? My mind was reeling, popping off questions faster than I could come up with answer. The only thing that I could sum up and be sure about was that she looked f**cking fantastic, good enough to eat and that if the guys weren’t careful and didn’t keep their comments and hands to themselves there would be major problems

“Close your mouth brother” Griffin whispered from beside me, causing me to tune back to reality and I quickly shut my mouth. My brain was having a major short circuit. 

What the f**k is wrong with me? Cleo. Cleo is what’s wrong with me. This girl had me all upside down and crisscrossed. Before I could process what was happening, she was nestling up right beside me and wrapping an arm around my waist. Looking down at her, I felt my heart skip a beat and I swallowed hard.

“Hey there sweet cheeks” I said with a rumble in my voice. s**t, why do I sound like that?

“Hey” She replied sheepishly. “Sorry we took so long” She added.

“It’s okay. I won’t lie though, I was getting a little bit worried that my girl wouldn’t show” I said with a smirk, letting her know I was definitely teasing her.

“Oh well now, you should know that I wouldn’t leave you alone in a place like this, missing a face like mine” She flirted back, gently running her fingers tips up my abs, across my chest, coming up to lightly tap my bottom lip and causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. I couldn’t help but lightly shiver in response.

Yeah, and that wasn’t the only part of me getting a reaction.

Taking hold of her hand, I brought it to my lips and gave a gentle kiss to her fingers.

“You want a drink Cleo?” I asked.

“Yes please” she answer.

Keeping a hold of her hand, I turned and lead her to the kitchen.

“What will it be Cleo?” I asked her as I lead her to take a seat at the kitchen island.

“Make me something. I want to see what you think I’d like” she replied

Hmm... I took a moment to just look at her, try and delve deeper into who she was in order to get the answer I was looking for. Damn I sound poetic tonight. From what I could remember, Griffin had been making her something fruity last time, so I couldn’t go wrong with a similar direction.

“Challenge accepted” I said, turning around and grabbing the bottles I needed. After a few minutes, I turned back to get and presented her glass.

“Here we go, one drink to satisfy you, and just so you know; I make this one the best”

“It’s going to take more than this to satisfy me” she said under her breath as she picked up the cup. She said it so quietly that I almost didn’t catch it. Holy s**t, what the f**k did she just say? Is she drunk already?

“Alright, let’s see how you did” she said, bringing the cup up to her mouth to take her first sip. “Holy s**t! This is sooo good! What is it?”

Smiling at her, pleased that she liked what I made, I answered “Tom Collins. For yours, I did add a bit more sugar syrup for your sweet tooth”

“Well you done good kid” She said with a wink. “That’s not the only thing about me that’s sweet” she added under her breath, causing me to choke slightly on air.

Damn, that’s the second drop in the span of just minutes.

“You okay there Sugar Bear?” She asked in a fake southern drawl.

“Yeah, yeah I’m just fine” I said, clearing my throat. “So, Sugar Bear huh?”

“Mhm. That’s what I’ve decided on” she replied simply.

“Well alright then. Do I get to know why?” 

She seemed to take a moment to gather her thoughts on why, and once she had, she leaned in and curled her finger for me to lean in to her. “Well, for starters, when I first met you, you were more of a bear. You were broody until you warmed up to me. Secondly, you’re huge” she answered with what I could only describe as a sparkle in her eye. “Lastly, when it’s just you and I, you’re sweet as pie” She added, voice so quiet that there was no way anyone else could hear her. She was close enough that I could feel her breath against my lips, it was making me start to sweat and my d**k to twitch in my pants. Then she moved away fast, tapping me on the nose as she leaned back.

“And there you have it; my Sugar Bear” she said, her tone coated in sugar itself.

“Well alright then” I repeated, my voice sounding gravelly. 

Jesus, we needed to get out of this bubble we were in. Grabbing her had, I began to guide her back to the front room to where our friends were. I needed to shake off this energy with everyone before I let me body’s reaction take over my common sense. “Come on sweet cheeks. Let’s join this party”

As we made it back to the main room we quickly found our friends right where we left them at the beer pong table. Just as we reached them, it appeared as though they were in the process of picking new teams to play.

“Ohhh just in time! Cleo, you and Osiris against me and Corbin!” Isabella announced.

“You wanna play Sugar Bear?” Cleo asked as she looked up at me.

“Sure thing sweet cheeks” I answered with no hesitation.

She pulled me down to her with a tug at my shoulder and whispered “I’m pretty good at this Sugar Bear, don’t disappoint” then gave me a wink and walked to take her spot at one end of the table. I couldn’t help but chuckled and follow after her.

“It’s game time bitches” Cleo said to the group, and so the games in fact began.

~~~

Cleo

The party was deep in full swing with no signs of slowing down. I was already a bit tipsy when I got here, curtesy of the flask Corbin handed us when we got in the Jeep, and I was well on my way to getting drunk. This time around, I felt different at this party and I couldn’t decide if it was the energy everyone had off the win or if it was something else entirely. Right now, the only thing I knew for sure was that my alter ego, that little voice inside my head, was in full force tonight.

I couldn’t help myself, even though I kept trying to tell myself I was just putting on a show, I knew deep down what I really felt. I didn’t hesitate one single time to reach out and touch Osiris, whether I was running my hand down his arm or across his chest, I was laying out all the flirty touches to gain his attention. He didn’t fail one single time, although it didn’t seem all that hard for him. He was constantly seeking me out and trying to stay close to me. Even now, we were in a large room off of the kitchen where the music was blaring, dancing and having the best time. Any time I would move away from him, he would smoothly find a way to be close again. If anyone else tried to get close to me, all it would take was one look form him for them to steer clear and move away.

Is he just putting on a show, or are we just playing a dangerous game? I thought to myself. f**k it, caution to the wind. Whatever happens, happens.

Just then, a throwback song came on and I couldn’t help but put my hands up and get lost to the music. As Rihanna’s ‘S&M’ blared, I let the music take me over and move my body to every beat and lyric. Next thing I knew, I felt a presence behind me, turning around I found Izzy sidling up to me with a drink in her hand and a devilish smile on her face. She reached her free hand out to grab my hip and pull me in closer to her, I didn’t hesitate and let her take over and move me to her rhythm. She leaned in close, close enough that I could feel her lips against my ear as she spoke.

“Just keep following along with what I do. Trust me, okay?” She said.

Instead of answering, I just nodded in acknowledgment, to which she spun me around and then pulled my back to her chest. To the outside world we looked to be putting on a show, but to us we were just having fun, or at the very least I was. As the song continued on, we moved to the rhythm and again allowed the music to take over my body as I easily flowed along. I was lost in my own bubble running my hands along my body, not caring who was or wasn’t watching.

Just as the song was nearing its’ end, Izzy spoke again, causing me to come back to reality.

“That’s it, you can’t mistake a look like that” she said.

Confused at what she meant, I decided to scan my gaze around at who she speaking of. Split moments later, my eyes fell on Osiris, and man oh man. If a look could set me on fire, this was it. Not the kind of fire that burns, but the kind that warms you up and sends tingles along your skin. My throat went dry and I slowly stopped dancing, only to notice the coolness at my back. Quickly glancing over my shoulder, I saw Izzy backing away and she sent me a wink before she turned to saunter off to whoever the hell knows where.

When I looked back to Osiris, I took a brief moment to take all of him in. Despite the alcohol, it was as if I was really seeing him and right now, what I saw I liked very much. I noted the way his shirt stretched across his chest, the way it moved as he pulled in quick short bursts of air, the way the muscles in his arms twitched as he clenched and unclenched his fists, the slight tick in his right cheek and the way his hair had fallen over the eyes that hadn’t blinked as he watched me.

Faster than I could react, he reached out and snagged my hand and began to pull me behind him. I had no clue where we were heading as he cut down a hall off of the kitchen. As he navigated the house we got further and further from the crowd, which would normally cause me to worry and cause a struggle, but I trusted him not to hurt me. He made a quick right into an unlit room, pulling me in behind him and closing the door. As the door shut he flipped the lock and gently pushed my back up against it. Instantly he crowded my space by placing his hands flat against the door next to my head, causing  his chest to rub against mine with every heavy breath he took, making my buds harden into stiff peaks. 

“What are you doing to me Cleo?” He whispered.

“Nothing, at least not intentionally” I answered.

At my answer he laughed softly, then leaned into me and took a deep breath that caused him to groan.

“f*****g hell you smell amazing” he ground out, his voice sounding strained, sending vibrations through his chest to mine and straight to my n*****s, eliciting an uncontrolled moan to rip from my throat. At my reaction, Osiris quickly pulled back and stared at me which caused me to blush.

“Sorry” I said sheepishly.

His only response was to lift my chin, making me meet his eyes and he shook his head at me.

“Don’t apologize for how your body reacts” he said. “In fact, I want to hear more” he added as he gathered my hands in one of his own, pinning them to the door above my head and pressing himself more against me. As our bodies made contact, he groaned again.

“God damn it, you’re so soft and you fit so perfectly against me” he murmured in my ear, running his free hand along the length of my body and causing tingles to rip through me and goosebumps to raise on my skin. As he continued his explorations I began to shiver lightly, my body overstimulated, my senses going into overdrive and small whimpers left my lips. This only encouraged his movements to grow bolder. I had never felt all these feelings before, admittedly my experiences were next to none, having never been interested enough in any guy before to allow them to touch me.

Suddenly, he slowed his movement and pulled his head back a fraction to look me in the eyes and gain my attention.

“I want to touch you more Cleo, but you need to tell me you’re okay with this” he said.

“I’m okay. I am more than okay, don’t stop” I pleaded. 

Before he could answer, we heard shouting coming from the hall.

“OSIRIS! Where are you man?” Griffin yelled from the other side of the door.

Without moving away from me, he yelled back. “What do you want Griffin?” 

“What the f**k, what are you doing?”

“I’m busy. What do you want?” He asked again, his irritation clear.

“Corbin and Isabella just left. She started dozing off while leaning against him, so he took her home. We can’t find Cleo, but he wants us to take her home. Do you know where she is?” Griffin replied.

“She’s with me. We might as well head out now” he answered. 

“Oh. Oh s**t, my bad. I’ll uh... meet you at the truck” he said and then we heard his quick footsteps disappear down the hall.

Heaving a heavy sigh, Osiris gently let go of my wrists but quickly grabbed one of my hands. Before making a move to open the door, he leaned his head in and whispered in my ear.

“We’re not done”