Yes Freddy has a mic, ‘mic stand’ and a cable that connects to the mic and he uses it as a meteor hammer. Monty has his bass and each string has its own use.
Summary: One of the Pizzaplex's many adult nights. Bonnie ends up getting flirted with a tipsy stranger and Kap decides to make sure everyone knows who he belongs to.... and Bonnie responds right back
NSFW!!!! Minors DNI!! 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 5,927
Enjoy :3
The West Arcade glows in soft lighting. The neon lighting of the plex lights give a soft and warm colorful glow to enhance the atmosphere of the Pizzaplex’s monthly adult night. The crowd hums as the crowd starts to congregate on the glowing dance floor, mingling and drinking their cocktails.
Kap was sitting at the bar, observing how calm the pizzaplex is compared to how it was a few hours earlier. She takes a sip of her cocktail, taking in the sweetness of the drink, wincing slightly at the bitter taste of the alcohol. She takes a deep breath, adjusting the dupatta of her sari. Feeling slightly overdressed compared to the western dresses most wore. She looks around the arcade, waiting for the anthro’s to show up. Desperate for some familiar company right now.
She taps her fingers on the base of her cocktail glass. Exhaling out of boredom as her leg bounces on the leg-rest of the bar stool.
“Kap!” A familiar voice caught her attention. She looks over her shoulder to be met with that all too familiar boyish grin from her favorite rabbit.
“Bonnie,” she smiles at his name as he approaches. Bonnie sat next to her and propping himself up with folded arms. Kap gives Bonnie a slight nudge on his shoulder. “Took you long enough, dude”
“Yeah,yeah, I know… I just wanted to look nice.” Bonnie chuckles. Taking in her features, and how the sari is accentuating her figure. He takes a subtle breath before folding his arms and shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “You know… to impress.”
Kap quirks a brow. Looking at him, eyeing his form, and taking in the fitted burgundy button up and black slacks. Her eyes gloss over how it shows off his waist, and how it wrinkles lazily at the one button that is intentionally unbuttoned at his collar. “To impress… you sure? Seems like you're waiting for someone to take home with you…Whore.”
Bonnie gasps dramatically. A hand braced over his heart. “I’ve been wounded by my own handler, my partner in crime, by stealer of snacks, my—“
“Okay, now you’re milking it!” Kap laughs, hitting his bicep with the back of her hand playfully. “You’re so dramatic, you know that?”
Kap takes a sip of her cocktail. Shaking her head lightly at his antics as the alcohol runs down her throat. “So dramatic.”
“I’ll have you know you love my drama.” Bonnie assured with a teasing grin. Leaning towards her slightly. "You can't survive without it."
“Barely.” Kap jested. Bonnie gasped, playfully scoffed, and then gestured for the bartender with two fingers extended.
“I’m drinking my sorrows away because of you,” Bonnie teased. Kap scrunches her nose and gives a mocking smile. Taking a another sip of her cocktail. Her lips pressing together as she swallows.
“Glad to help bunny boy~” Kap chuckled. Bonnie chuckled along with her. As the bartender approached, Bonnie looked at them, a charming smile plastered on his face. Kap rolls her eyes.
“Whiskey, please,” Bonnie answered. The bartender nodded, and poured the whisky into a low-ball glass, and slid it his way. Bonnie took a sip, the subtle notes of the sweet vanilla and caramel coating his tongue. The liquid giving a satisfying burning sensation down his throat. He tilts the glass, looking impressed. “Nice.”
Bonnie looks over at Kap. A scowl playing on her lips in disgust. “Gross, how can you drink that?”
“What? Don’t like the taste of whiskey?” Bonnie smirked. Lazily swirling the bronze liquid in the glass. His voice low. “Shame…more for me~”
“Whiskey is just sad, and old… and bitter. There's like, no taste! Just essence of retirement funds and stale butterscotch candy!” Kap cringed. Bonnie quirked a brow. Amused at her unique comparison of the drink. “I prefer something sweet, or sour.”
“Whoa, sour?” Bonnie rasped. Still thinking about her stale candy comment. He placed his glass down. "There are sour drinks?"
“Like fruited sours?” Kap exhales a small amused sigh through her nose. She takes another skip. "I shouldn't be surprised that you don't know about that since you drink like you're about to go six feet under."
Bonnie scoffs playfully, a slight wrinkle on muzzle. His shoulders shaking as he tries to hold in a laugh at her ridiculous claim. “What is wrong with you?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Kap beamed as she took another sip. Her smile turing into a cheeky grin. "Just like how you said I can't live without your dramatics, you can't live without mine. Huh, bunny boy."
"Bunny Boy? Really? That's the best you got?" Bonnie challenged.
"Oh, don't tempt me. Over here looking like some oversized kangaroo wanting to hide Easter eggs." Kap grins. Now laughing. "That was so stupid, forget I said that—"
"Ooooh no, that is in the memory camber," Bonnie says pointing at his temple. "Yet another reference from the millions of movies you watch."
Bonnie and Kap laugh at their banter. They kept chatting about various topics. Laughing at how Monty almost took out Freddy trying to swing a golf ball at his hat. Chica adding everything in existence to her loaded tater tots. Just how life and work comes about in their daily interactions.
“Hey!” Kap began. Eyeing the food table intently. “I’m gonna go get some finger food, want anything?”
Bonnie looks over at the food table, tapping his chin with his index finger. “Some of those bruschetta skewers would be nice.”
“You read my mind— I’ll be back." Kap grinned. Hopping off the bar stool. She takes a few steps before stopping and turning around. Pointing at him. "Oh! Protect my drink!"
Bonnie chuckled, giving a lazy two finger salute and covers her drink. Looking back at her and watching her go. His eyes caught the sway of her hips as she walked away, the sari accenting her silhouette. Each step has her waistband tilt side to side. Her natural gait causing Bonnie to draw his lips between his teeth. He lets out an exhale, huffing a laugh. "Shit…"
***
Kap picked up a plastic plate and was picking up the skewers and other foods that she would want. Eyeing the table for any other items to nibble on. Her hand hovering up, and her fingers twitching, deciding what to pick next.
“You go’n to take the whole table? Or are you gonna leave the rest for us?” A gruff voice spoke. Kap straightens, rolling her eyes playfully before looking back at the food. Not looking back.
“Shut up, Monty.” Kap deadpanned, sounding uninterested but the slight twitch of her lips said otherwise. She felt Monty's presence next to her. Still not looking at him.
“I’m just saying, I like food as well.” Monty jested. Picking up a small plate before placing his chosen snacks in it.
Kap side eyes him. Then turning her body to look at him. Her eyes glancing down and then back up.
“Yeah… I can tell.” She teased. Her tone flat, before looking back at the food. Monty scoffed, his mouth open in playful offense.
“Wait a damn minute! Huh?! Thi— this is muscle!” Monty bellowed, patting his stomach. Kap just eyes him up and down again, lazier, clearly unamused and humming in mock disagreement.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!" Monty huffs, throwing his arms up lightheartedly. And that’s when Kap giggles.
“You’re so easy to mess with,” she laughed.
Monty rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, you’re lucky I like you,”
Kap grinned. Her body turning back to where her seat was. “Good, because now, I get—“
She stops. Looking over to where Bonnie is, she sees a woman. “Huh…”
Monty looks at where Kap is looking. Smirks a bit. “Bunny boys got game, huh?”
“Yeah…” Kap sighs. Her shoulders tense and her back straightens. Her lips tightening as her eyes bore at the scene in front of her. “Yeah… yes— Yes! Hah…yes— yes! He does…I… I’ll see you around Monty…”
Kap thinks nothing of it and walks towards them. She sits at the chair beside Bonnie and sets the plate of food down. Kap overhears their conversation as she flags the bartender for another drink. Her jaw clenches slightly when the woman laughs too hard at Bonnie’s joke. Kap takes a bite of her food to ease the annoyance radiating through her body.
“Oooh? You play the bass? That’s so fun.” The woman giggles. Her words slurring ever so slightly. “You must be so good with your fingers.”
Kap inhales sharply, her eyes burning as her lips tightens.
Bonnie chuckles. Not leaning into the flirting, but not backing away either. Most likely trying to find an opening to get out of the conversation. “I mean, yes, I am very good with my fingers… kinda comes with the skill…"
“Do you…” the woman giggles. Messing with Bonnie's lapels which makes him subtlety inch away. “Do you give lessons? Would love to learn a lot about myself with them?”
That’s it.
Kap hops off her seat and comes up next to Bonnie. She eyes his cup of whiskey that is resting against his lips. The woman and Bonnie look at her, and before they could react, she takes Bonnie’s cup. Grazing her finger on his bottom lip.
“Kap—“
She ignores him. Her gaze locks into the woman in front of them as she brings the cup of whisky to her lip, and licks the rim where Bonnie’s lips had just been. Tilting the glass and downing the bitter whiskey. Her expression stayed piercing, her eyes sharp enough to cut. She sets the cup down, rubs her thumb under the corner of her lip. And then turns around, facing Bonnie as she reaches across him to set the glass down. Her fingertips gliding delicately over his chest, finding Bonnie’s wrist and slowly gliding her hand up to his bicep. Giving a firm squeeze as she looks at him.
“Don’t have too much fun… okay?” She smirked, her voice low and husky. And with that, she walks off, her fingers grazing his arm longer than necessary before it aligns with the cadence of her walk. A confident stride out of the room.
***
Bonnie watches her walk off. A sound escaping the back of his throat. His mind going a hundred miles per second. His eyes landing on her hips, watching the sway. His mind racing, at how he was claimed in front of the entirety of the Pizzaplex. His ears twitch, the base of his ears swivel towards her.
Did she really do that? She… she doesn’t like confrontation… the whiskey…yet…
His thoughts were cut off by an annoyed scoff. Bonnie's ears swivel towards the woman before his eyes caught up to the presence of the woman. Her face contorted in annoyance and disgust. “God, that was rude.”
“But I guess that’s what happens when—“
“I gotta go.” Bonnie interrupts quickly getting on his feet. Franticly looking for anything he could leave behind. Then digging in his pocket.
The woman looked at him shocked. “W-wa-wait! What do you mean? We can finish this at my—“
Bonnie slams a tip down on the counter and turns to the woman. “There is somebody else I’d rather be in bed with right now.”
Bonnie walks off, his pace quick, and sporadic.
***
‘Oh my god, I can’t believe I just did that!’ Kap thought. Her hands were on her cheeks squeezing them. Her hand shakily on the door knob to her room. As she was turning, she heard footsteps. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Bonnie. Staring at her, his body full of trembling adrenaline and possessive restraint.
“L-look, I—“ she inhales sharply, watching Bonnie slowly walk towards her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean— I— You can…”
Her breath shudders. Her hand still on the doorknob in her room. Bonnie’s red eyes pierced her brown ones. Never leaving. Each step is faster than the last.
“Look Bonnie, if— if you want to go back to her you can.” Kap stammers. Bonnie’s breath hitched. Stepping closer. His breath ragged, fists clenched at his sided.
“No— Bonnie, it’s—“
Bonnie closes the distance, his hands cradling her cheeks. Pressing his lips on hers, gentle but firm. Kap lets out a shaky breath as her hands cup his. His hold tightens slightly at her touch. Backing her into the door as his tongue gently grazes her bottom lip.
“Bonnie—” Kap breathes against him.
He just closes the gap again. Hungrier and possessive, slowly giving his hand to her door and opening it. He backs her into her room, and closes the door with a swift flick of his wrist to lock the door. And then placing his hand on her waist and pulling her in.
“Do you—“ he began. His lips resting against hers. Tasting the whiskey from her breath. “Do you know how long I’ve been wanting you?”
Kap whimpers. “I—”
Bonnie interrupts her with another kiss, hotter, hungrier than the last. Then breaking it by pushing her against the bed, the back of her knees hitting the mattress causing her to sit. He pushes his sleeves up to his elbows, and then brings his index finger to loosen his tie. The muscles in his forearms taut from just pulling at his tie.
“Y– y-y-your drunk!” Kap stammers. Trying to justify his behavior. “Bonnie–”
“–No… I’m not…” He husked. The hiss of his tie sliding from his collar, as he then tossed it on the bed. “You just finally acted on how you feel about me… and I intend to do the same.”
Bonnie bends down to her level, the tip of his nose brushing hers. His breath hot, and smells of vanilla and cedar. Bonnie's eyelids heavy with desperation, looking down at her lips, and back at her eyes. His breath trembled.
“Do you know how attractive you are when you’re jealous? When you claim me in front of hundreds of people?” Bonnie rasped, grabbing her chin and adjusting her gaze to look at him.
“Up.” He commanded. Watching Kap slowly stand back up. Feeling her throat bob as she swallows. Bonnie’s eyes gazed at her body, the dupatta. The fabric crossed from her hip to her shoulder. Removing his hand from her chin, the tips of his fingers tickling the down her neck, over her pulse, and to her shoulder. His fingertips catching the shiver that runs down her spine.
Bonnie's breath stuttered as he gently grazed his knuckles on the pleat. Dipping his hand between the silk and her shoulder, his furred hand brushing her skin. “You look absolutely beautiful in this…”
“…fuck…”
Kap inhales sharply. Her mouth opened to speak, only to be interrupted with Bonnie pressing his mouth to the junction of her neck and shoulder. Nipping at the sensitive skin, and earning a small whimper out of her.
“That’s it… that’s my pretty girl.” He murmurs, sliding the silken scarf down her body, simultaneously kissing up her neck, and to her jawline. He grazes the pleated scarf down her arm to her wrist. His hand shakes in restraint as his fingers tightly wrap around the delicate fabric, the only bridge connecting him to her.
Kap shivers… feeling exposed as she isn’t protected by the dupatta. Her gaze down at his hand, his breath wisping her hair against her cheek. She shudders a sigh squeezing her eyes. Kap’s eyebrows knotted as her cheeks heat up. Her eyes flutter open, quickly glancing up her gaze doing a double take. She gives a soft gasp.
He never stopped looking at her.
She quickly looks away only for him to take a bent index finder to lift her chin. Her eyes looked at his own. Bonnie’s sharp red eyes weren’t daggers anymore. They were begging… pleading for her…wanting… her.
“Kap…” He rasped. A small whine escaping his throat as he changes his grip with a delicate finger, to a soft trace of his knuckle to the corner of her lip, to the peak of her cheek bone. Catching the strand of hair in his path and tucking it behind her ear. His palm gently against her cheek. “Please….’
“Tell me you want me… and I’ll give you everything…”
Kap shivers, the cool sensation running down her spine. She’s never heard him this vulnerable and it made her chest tighten. Her fingers trembling against the comforter. Feeling the slight tremor of Bonnie’s hand. Her fingers twitch. She swallows hard. Her chest felt heavy. She raises her hand to rest her hand against his. Bonnie's hand flinched at her touch.
He watches her intently, seeing her move her face to rest a kiss on his palm. Kap’s eyes were not looking away from him as she gently pursed her lips against the calloused skin.
“I…” she rasped. Her lips tickled his palm. Her eyebrows furrowed, her breath shuddered against his palm, her body tense with confliction. “Fuck Bonnie—”
“— you claimed me… out there…” he growled. He finally let go of the silken scarf, both palms now resting on Kap’s cheeks. “You— and I still smell that damn whisky from your breath!”
“And god, it tastes better coming from your mouth than that fucking glass”
He’s panting, his body shaking as the adrenaline pulsed through his body as he physically holds himself back for her.
“Say it— tell me you want me— that you are not running away because you need me as much as I need you!” Bonnie pleaded, his voice growling down an octave. “Tell me—“
“—yes! I do—” Kap yelled. Her breath being claimed by the crushing sensation of Bonnie’s lips against hers. His hands sliding from her cheeks to the nape of her neck.
Bonnie slides his fingers in her hair, tugging slightly as he pushes her lips more into his. His other hand rested possessively on the small of her back.
“Fucking… finally.” He murmured against her lips, before closing the gap. The hand on her scalp, fisting her hair, careful not to hurt her. His other hand slid up to the hooks on her blouse, and with a firm squeeze of the fabric, the hooks released, causing the blouse to loosen. Kap releases a breath into the kiss as the tight fabric loosened tremendously.
Bonnie’s fingers continue up her spine to the tie-back between her shoulder blades. His fingers pinching up the string slowly tugging the knot loose. The string tickled her skin, causing her to shudder against him. He finally undoes the string, letting it fall, the blouse hanging just by the shoulders.
The hand in her hair tugged, breaking the kiss and making Kap look up. Bonnie lowers down to her neck. An open mouthed kiss on the chain of her necklace, nibbling on the metal as his hands lose their grips and meet at the clasp. Delicately unhooking her necklace off.
Bonnie backs away an inch. His eyes are dark, like burnt embers. His hand set down the necklace gently on the ottoman nearby. He then grabs her wrist. Raising it where it was in line with her lips. The decorative bangles chiming into the heavy silence. Bonnie dips to her elbow. Placing a delicate kiss, trailing upwards. Slowly taking off her bangles until he kissed her bare wrist and the bangles resting gently between his index and his thumb.
Kap’s breath hitched. Her knees buckling and Bonnie quickly catching her. Pressing her against him.
He reciprocates the same action to her other arm. Each kiss, more delicate yet possessive than the last. His eyes never leave hers. His hold never loosening as he guides her arms back down. Placing the bangles next to the necklace.
“Bonnie…” Kap breathes. Her hands lifted to his button up, her hands resting on his chest, clutching at the fabric. Bonnie groans. Placing his hands on her waist with firm squeeze, his nose brushing hers.
“I’m going to make sure my name is the only thing you can say.”
A whimper left the back of Kap’s throat, before Bonnie swallows the noise with another kiss. His hands sliding up to her neck, and cradling her jawline. Deepening the kiss, his tongue grazing her bottom lip. His hand moving behind her neck, his thumb pressing against her pulse. Kap gasps, her lips coming apart, and Bonnie takes advantage of the opportunity to slip past. Groaning at the whisky still coating her tongue from earlier.
Splaying his hand on her back, over spine. Pressing the heel of his palm over her spine and gliding up to the base of her neck. Running his hand over to her collarbone to her shoulder, finally hooking his fingers on collar of her blouse and tugging. Bonnie's knuckles grazing down, from the bump of her collarbone to the peak of her breast.
He exhales a guttural sound and lets the fabric go. Backing away sightly, their breaths mixing as their lips brush against each other. Bonnie's large hand splayed over her breast, giving a firm squeeze. Earning a harsh exhale, the sound similar to a slight moan. Bonnie growled at Kap's reaction, his other hand raking up from the back of her neck and into her hair against her scalp. Tugging her hair to the side and placing an open mouth kiss at the junction on her neck and shoulder, licking the sensitive skin before biting down.
Kap's breath hitched, crying out. The mix of pain and pleasure, feeling his teeth on her skin and his calloused hands kneading her breast. His fingers in her hair clenching.
Bonnie lets go, watching the bruise form against her skin. He kisses the bruise and then whisps his lips up to her jaw, pressing a firm kiss at the hinge. Then to move to her ear, tugging on her earlobes gently. His breath making her shudder violently, but Bonnie's hold in her hair kept her in place.
"God, you're so sensitive," Bonnie breathed against her ear. Kap whimpered, her shoulders hunching as his breath tickled her ear. "So…"
He pulls at her hair, exposing the other side of her neck as he dips his tongue onto her collarbone, suckling on the skin. Bonnie's thumb flicking over the sensitive bud of her breast. His hand then sliding down over her stomach to the waist band of her petticoat, digging his fingers in the the waistband and finding the cotton string and pulling. The petticoat finally dropping around her ankles.
"So fucking perfect…" Bonnie rasped. Pushing her onto the bed and immediately hovering over her. His hands on either side of her head. His eyes darkening as he looks at every inch of her exposed body. Bonnie spreads her legs with his knee and places it against her heat. Drinking in the moan from her lips with a bruising kiss. Biting and pulling at her bottom lip to only close the gap and brushing his tongue against hers.
The taste of whisky on her tongue making him more intoxicated than the bourbon ever could.
He cups his hands under her the bend of her knee and pushed her up, using his knee to push against the heat of her to leverage her up. Kap's breath hitches, grabbing at his forearms in surprise. She looks at him, his eyes were glazed over. His jaw slack as his breath hit her chest, causing a shiver down her spine.
Bonnie grabs at the headboard, and his other hand placed by her head. Lowering himself by Kap's ear. His breath shuddering in her ear, burying his face into her neck before she shrugs her shoulder. Kap shivering from how sensitive her ear gets from his breath. Bonnie groans at the pressure she puts on him. His tongue licking over her pulse and gently nibbling.
"Fuck— Bonnie!"
Kap's hands grabbed his shoulders. Her eyes squeezing shut before her body gives in and she stretching her neck to give him more room. Bonnie's hand flies down from the headboard to her hand. Intertwining his fingers into hers. Both squeezing, afraid to let each other go.
"That's it.." Bonnie rasps, kissing down to her collar bone. His lips brushing her down her skin, small kisses, over to her breasts. Bonnie latches onto her nipple, sucking on the sensitive bud as Kap arches her back. Her free hand coming the back of his head, her fingers combing through the tuft of his hair. Right where the base of ears are. Earning a sharp breath. "Fuck— K-Kap…"
Bonnie squeezes her hand in his, before resting both of his hands on her hips. Giving a firm squeeze as he continues his trail of kisses. A small whine escaping the back of his throat as he feels her skin. The plush of her hips. Bonnie clutches at the back of her thighs. Guiding her legs over his shoulder. His lips latching to the plush of her inner thigh leaving a bruised mark. Watching Kap as her jaw goes slack from the sensation.
"God… you smell fucking divine…" Bonnie breathes in a deep breath. His fingers gliding over to the damp fabric covering her heat and sliding it over. The cool air making her shiver, only for it to be replaces with Bonnie's tongue swiping a broad swipe. His tongue laying flat against her as he swipes up. Bonnie's tongue heavy on her clit. Licking lazy circles. His arms wrapping around her thighs, Bonnie's hold tightening when her hips buck from just a simple graze of his blunt teeth grazing gently over her clit.
"B-Bonnie! Oh fuck—" Kap whimpered. Her hand finding the tuft of his hair again, her fingers combing and clutching at his strands. Bonnie groans against her clit, sending a vibration through her spine. Kap arches her back, pressure building as Bonnie latches onto her clit. Sucking on the sensitive bud, swirling and flicking the tip of his tongue. His hands grabbing her sides, his thumbs kneading into her plush sides.
Kap thrashed her head back into the mattress, her hips threatening to lift. Bonnie grunted, placing his forearm across Kap's pelvis, his other hand pushing at her inner thigh, opening her wider for him. Then sliding his middle and ring finger into her her soaked opening. Bonnie's fingers gliding easily inside her.
"Shit—" He hissed, his chest tightening from how her body is soaked for him. Bonnie's fingers pump into her. The rhythm of his tongue unwavering as he sets the rhythm of his fingers in line with his tongue. Each curl causing a wave of overwhelming sensation up her spine. Kap instinctively closes her thighs tight to the side of his head as a response. Bonnie didn't stop. His fingers curl with more pressure against her walls. A sob escaping Kap's lips, her legs wrapping around his head. Her hips impulsively rolling, adding more pressurize against her.
"Fuck I'm about to—" Kap clutches his hair hard. Bonnie groans against her clit. Timing each graze of his tongue He sets a steady and rhythmic curling motion inside her, his tongue set to a feverish rhythm. Her hips going from a roll to a frantic buck. Her legs shaking, wrapped tightly around his head. Bonnie feeling her tighten and convulse against his tongue. "Fuckfuckfuck. Bonnie—!"
Kap's back arches hard. Her body pulsating and going numb. Eyes rolling back as her sounds become incoherent. Her orgasm spilling over Bonnie's fingers. Bonnie slows, his eyes locked on her body, watching each and every tense, quivering muscle. Kap's body trembles, the electrifying yet numbing feeling rushing through her body. Bonnie backs away, kissing her inner thigh. Making sure to put a reverent kiss over the small bruise he made earlier. His fingers sliding out, causing Kap to whimper at the emptiness.
"Don't worry, pretty girl…" Bonnie hovers over her again. Showing her his hand covered in her juices. Watching her juices string between his fingers before licking them off. His red eyes burning into hers with each tantalizing swipe of his tongue on his fingers. Groaning more at the taste of her. "You'll get something better…soon… I like to savor my dessert."
He chuckles dangerously, before crashing his lips on hers. Bonnie's tongue forcing through her lips, forcing her to taste herself from his tongue. The taste of her musk and bourbon creating an intoxicating mixture.
"However… we need to get back out there…" He breathed against her lips before. Kissing her again, his weight on her body, as his hand combs through her hair, anchoring her to him. Kap relaxes, her hands sliding to Bonnie's shoulders and around his neck pulling him closer. His hold on her tightened before sliding his lips to her neck. "They will ask where we are…"
Kap looks at the ceiling, not wanting to leave. Enjoying the warmth his body gives her. Bonnie props himself up on his elbows, watching her. "Come on…"
Bonnie stands up, pulling Kap up to her feet. He crouched down and moved her feet back to the middle of the fallen petticoat. Lifting the fabric over her hips and tying the cotton rope. Looping the cord once creating an X.
"Press" He commanded. Kap hitched a breath, quickly pressing her finger on the string and Bonnie continued to tie the knot. Kap moves her finger away and Bonnie tucking the knot into her petticoat. Then picking up the fallen blouse and placing it on her, the tips of his calloused fingers grazing her arms, causing goosebumps. The weight of the blouse on Kap's shoulders.
Then grabbing at the long silken fabric, the hiss of it echoing in the small space between them. Bonnie takes his time. His eyes grazing over her body, tucking the silk between the waistband and her waist. the fur of his knuckles warm against her skin. Circling her, making sure the silk was smooth throughout. His breath tickling the hairs on the back of her neck as he finally slows to a stop in front of her. Pleating the fabric, and tucking the fabric at the front. And draping the rest on her shoulder, smoothing it out as his fingertips brush against her pulse.
Bonnie then presses his fingers on her shoulder. Guiding her to turn around. Kap timidly obliged, feeling the shudder of his exhale on her spine, causing her to shiver. Bonnie stares. His eyes casting over her plump figure. His hands pressing down on the base of her spine. Kap's back straightened, her eyebrows lightly furrowed, her lips parting to let out a quiet sigh. Kap leans into his touch, feeling his hand guide up. His fingers pressing into the subtle bumps of her spine. Bonnie's hand lands on the hem of her blouse, hooking the blouse before continuing to glide up against her skin to the decorative thread at the base of her neck. Bonnie gently tied the thread, and resting the slack against her back before placing a firm kiss over the knot, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of her skin. Bonnie then grabs her necklace and places it back on her. His lips never leaving her skin but placing his lips over the clasp of the chain. Bonnie then takes the bangles, and gently glides them over her hand, admiring how they make her wrists look delicate and alluring.
"You look absolutely beautiful… Can't wait to show you off…" Bonnie husked. He stands up straight, flanking to the left of her as he places his hand on the small of her back and guides her out the door.
***
As they walk through the corridor, Kap couldn't help but wonder. He knew how to put her sari on her, how to drape her properly. How he knew that she had to press on the string of her petticoat to make sure it was taught against her waist. Kap looks up at him, how his ears relax and bounce with each step he takes.
"Bonnie…" Kap began, watching his ears swivel to her direction. An invitation to continue. "How… How did you know—"
"I looked it up." Bonnie stated. Final.
"But—"
"And we're back!" Bonnie beamed. Seeing the cocktail party looking exactly the way they left it. He looks down at her. Bonnie's lips etched a boyish grin. However…his eyes intently looking at her, a sharp and focused. "I am going to get us some drinks… but I think… you have some company that is requiring your attention…"
Kap looks over to see Chica and Roxy waving at her. Gesturing for her to come over. She gives a small smile. Chica covers her mouth with a knowing smile and Roxy signals Kap to turn around. Kap cocks her head to side but then looks back at Bonnie.
Bonnie's eyes were half-lidded, his gaze down to her hips. His jaw relaxed but the corner of his lips quirked into a subtle smirk. Kap watches as his eyes move up her body, landing on each curve, dip and outline of her body. His eyes stopping at her lips before forcing himself to finally look at her eyes.
Bonnie gives her a genuine smile this time. "Go…"
"Huh?" Kap hummed. Bonnie chuckled, taking a step closer.
"Go… I'll meet you there soon. With your whisky." Bonnie smirked. Kap's eyebrows furrowed and her lips twitched in disgust. Bonnie just huffed a laugh. "I'm kidding… I know you hate whiskey…"
Bonnie's eyes then darkened. "I will save it for later… when I get to have you again after the party…."
Kap gasped lightly. Lightly biting her bottom lip. "If… if someone were to approach you again?"
Bonnie chuckled, his voice in a low rumble. "You can drink my whiskey again?"
"I think I could do one better…" Kap smiles shyly. Bonnie tilts his head to the side. An amused sly smirk etching across his features.
"And what would that be, Superstar?"
Kap's hands clench into a fist. She takes a deep breath, and gently holding his tie between her fingertips. Looking at Bonnie… a sly smile pointed towards her. Kap's eyes narrowed like a sirens. Her jaw shifted with a small annoyed quirk of the corner of her lip. Bonnie chuckled.
Kap then grabbed his tie tighter, rolling her wrist to wrap the tie around her palm. A sharp tug, bringing Bonnie down to her level. A surprised grunt leaving his lips. Kap gives a quick smirk before dipping her head to his neck. Placing a firm kiss on his collar. Bonnie froze, his shoulders tightening, and his eyes wide. The feeling of Kap's lips through the fabric of his shirt collar. The heat of her skin radiating on him.
She pulls back with a satisfied smile. The lipstick stain marking the fabric beautifully. Kap lets go of Bonnie's tie and then brushing his shoulder like there was dust. Bonnie's breath shuddered. A breathless chuckle escaping the back of his throat.
"Oh, you little minx…" Bonnie couldn't help but smile. He continues, his tone dark, and commanding. "Go… before I drag you back to finish what I started."
Kap giggles, turning around and walking off. Throwing a teasing smile over her shoulder before she meets Chica and Roxy. Acting like she didn't just turn Bonnie's world upside down.
Bonnie watches her go, messing with his collar. He gently touched the stained fabric, still feeling the heat of her lips against his thumb. Then he looks down, seeing a subtle transfer of the pigment. Biting his lip at yet another bold claim from Kap.
Bonnie gently swiped the makeup on the corner of his lip, smirking as he walks towards the bar to order that whiskey he promised.
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