"What do you want to do?" Dean asked me.
"I don't know. We usually watch true crime shows or the variety shows that you like"
"Sure but let's make it a game". Dean said with twinkling eyes.
"What do you have in that devil mind of yours?" I was thrilled at his smirk.
"Here is the rule. Let's watch "crime files" first. But we need to predict the culprit. If I win, you take off an item of your clothing and if you win, I will do it"
I was really amazed and a little skeptical. "Come on, where did you get the idea from?"
"Ever heard of strip poker? I thought we could customize it for our tastes. We can watch variety shows next and predict the winner. Same penalty though"
"Sounds interesting" was all I could manage. My heart was going a hundred miles per second.
"Baby, sorry if I put you in an uncomfortable position. I thought it would be fun. Forget it. Let's just watch the shows"
"What? No, I never back out of a dare. Let's do the strip show. That sounds wrong. Let's think about a name later"
He was laughing already. "Ok, let's see what you got. Pun unintended. Or was it?"
I slapped his arms and switched on the TV to load the latest episodes of my favorite true crime series. Come on culprit, show yourself.
We decided to write down the culprit at the same time at the half way mark to avoid cheating.
First episode was easy for me. It was the husband and I got it right. If you watch a lot of true crime shows, you would know.
He took off his shirt even though he was wearing socks. When I asked him about it, he said he needed socks to keep him warm. Yeah, right. Show off.
I guessed the second one wrong. And I proceeded to take off my socks but he protested. "Eye for an eye, shirt for a shirt" he said. So I took off my t-shirt and I was suddenly feeling hot. Weird. I expected it would be cold.
Will I be called a psycho if I wished that the truck driver stole the family heirlooms? I thought you were helping, distant cousin. Ugh, killers were my strong forte, not thieves. We moved on to his favorite spin-the-wheel show.
I tried to concentrate on the spinning wheel in the show to predict the winner but I was distracted by the shirtless Dean flexing in front of me whenever he gets a chance.
Needless to say, I lost the next one and took off my socks much to his protest.
The next game had twists and we both failed to guess the winner. "What now?" I asked Dean.
"I haven't expected this situation. We both take off an item of clothing? Sounds fair, right?"
"Or we both keep it on?" I tried to convince him.
"Hey, the rules state that if we fail to guess, we have to take it off. I didn't make it up"
"You did though".
"So, shall I take off two clothing items? I can take the hit for you", he offered.
"No, game is a game. I will do it". I took off my pants and was left with my underwear. He still had on his pants. Not fair.
It was his turn to get distracted. He kept staring at my legs and ended up predicting the winner wrong. He was more than happy to take off his pants which defeated the purpose of my celebrations.
So, we settled for one last episode to see who was winning our stripping game. We both felt distracted by the lack of clothes and the air seemed charged and different. I could hear the tiniest bit of sounds and we could not look each other in the eyes.
I suddenly felt thirsty and reached out for the water in the table. He did the same and our fingers brushed. He turned to look at me and I did the same.
I don't remember if he kissed me first or I did. Or if we met half way. We started kissing like there was no tomorrow.
He pulled me to his lap and I was straddling him. But we never broke off the kiss. I never knew I had it in me to kiss someone so passionately.
He lifted me up and carried to the bedroom. He set me down gently on the mattress.
"Do you want to continue? If you are not ready, we can wait Alex".
"Ooh, sounds serious. I am a big boy and I can tell you if I am not comfortable, Dean. Now shut up and kiss me".
That was all the confirmation he needed. "God! That was hot". With that he started to kiss me with even more passion if that was possible.
As the clothes business was already taken care of, we had all the time in the world to kiss each other and explore each other's bodies.
I am not going to lie. I have had fantasies of making love during a thunderstorm, but the reality was much hotter than any fantasies. Or may be I was not that creative.
The next morning I woke up with an amazing feeling I couldn't describe in words.
I opened my eyes and expected to see Dean sleeping peacefully but he was awake and staring at me with a smile. He was extra hot with the bedhead look.
"That's supposed to be creepy but you pull that off too. That isn't fair" I pouted.
"You called me creepy and disguised it in a compliment? I am impressed, love".
"Love? Why do you sound like a British protagonist in a badly directed series?"
"I wanted to try some other nicknames. Does sunshine work for you?"
"You can call me by any name you want. I love it when you call me baby. I am fine with anything" I replied honestly.
"But I want you to call out my name like you did last night". He touched my cheeks and smirked playfully.
The conversation took a 360 degree turn from sweet to hot. "When you do things you did last night, I will call your name like I did last night". That's right. I woke up and chose to be sassy. Deal with it.
"When I thought you couldn't get any more hotter. You keep proving me wrong, love".
"That will be my lifetime job. Now get up and make me some coffee".
"Yes, boss. Do you want some breakfast too?"
"I was kidding. You can stay in bed if you want. I will make breakfast as usual".
"No, I am serious, baby. I will take care of you today. And tomorrow. And day after tomorrow. Screw it. All the upcoming tomorrows. What do you think?"
"Stop being cheesy, angel. Let me take care of the breakfast. Go and fix your stinky breath".
"You weren't complaining last night. Is it bad? Can you check again?" He showered me with little kisses and I melted.
"Ok, I was kidding. Now stop before this turns into someth-". Well, he did stop. He stopped me with his knee-weakening kiss.
It's safe to say we decided to have brunch as the breakfast time was well over when we decided to leave the bed. No one told me skipping breakfast would be this fun.
A/N: Do you like watching true crime shows and variety shows? I do :) But I never thought there would be a naughty way to watch it ;) Until now.
Being in love is the most beautiful thing. Would you agree?
And here's something Alex would send YOU if he met you before Dean ;)