“Well, I’d like to think they were.” Miles put down his glass. “Enough about death. How about something more cheerful? Like…dancing?”
Nora smirked at him. ”Is that you’re subtle way of asking me to dance?”
Danny had been off in his own world and, given that he’d had the house to himself, indulging in a pastime that his parents didn’t even know he indulged in. He’d been jerking off to a slightly adult movie that he shouldn’t have had (according to his parents, anyways) when his bedroom door opened.
"Jesus! Nora! What!"
"I take it you call them often?" Nora said.
"Must," MIles sighed. "That sounds fine. Someone order." He pulled Nora into his lap making it clear who he htought should do the ordering.
"Slave driver," Danny grumbled with a good-natured grin. "You’re still paying for it," he added after he’d placed the order, with an extra request for lamb skewers. "And the lamb ain’t cheap. Apparently worth it, though." He hung the phone up. "I’m going to try and finish what I was doing before Nora barged in. Knock when the food gets here, this time?"
"Luckily I just got paid," Miles smiled. Nora rested her head on his shoulder. "Yeah, whatever kid. Get yourself upstairs. We’re busy down here."
"Stop that," Nora hissed but her tone said she would much rather he keep it up
"You’re both perverts!" Danny yelled over his shoulder, choosing to ignore the fact that Nora had walked in on him with his dick in hand. Although that wasn’t his fault - he’d thought he would have the house to himself and hadn’t bothered locking the door.
"Just remember, we’re family!" Miles yelled back.
"Well, there isn’t much. Unless you want to help my dad take care of the sick." Rachel fiddled with her fingers, tapping them occasionally on the desk. She wanted desperately to go back to the journals but she couldn’t with Nora there, Rachel knew if she did that Miles would get involved for sure. "But, that’s not much fun." Rachel forced a smile to spread across her face as she attempted to hide her anxiousness.
ANd that was about all the patience Nora had at the moment. She did her best but clearly there was nothing worth talking about here. Nora would rather be bored than an awkward bystander. ”Look, if you don’t want me here, you can just say so. I donr’ break because of critism.”
"Well of course. I am a psychic you know," River smirked at Nora. "But I really don’t think you are going to be able to get any decent beer for awhile. Kaylee made some moonshine though.""Alright, I agree Niska is a dead man." Nora stretched out. "Do you think there’s any way you could ever pull this off for real?"
"No," River pouted. "At least Simon won’t let me. Even after we were kidnapped and everything. He’d be to worried that I’d get taken again."
"You can’t blame him for that. He wants to protect you. And with your track record, it’s probably a good thing."
"I wasn’t aware I was being loud."
"It’s okay," River said. She gave her friend a said smile. She had an idea of what she would do while Nora was out, hopefully the woman would be pleased. There were at least a few things that she could help her with. She could not think of anything to say that would help Nora. "Why don’t we get you ready. We should be landing soon."
"Sounds like a good idea," Nora nodded. "Let me go get my dress and you can help make me look pretty so he’ll let me see his collection." She took a deep breath and did her best to blink away the tears. It was too hard to explain to anyone else on the ship why this was so important so she had to act like it wasn’t.
"So he said," Nora nodded. "Do you have any idea what they want?"
"They do know you’re in porn, right?" Bass asked.
"Er…" Danny hesitated, causing Adam to laugh. The younger man hammered on his boyfriend’s back as he choked on his coffee, rolling his eyes. "Not exactly. They know I’m in…acting, but… I…"
"Didn’t tell them that it was of an adult nature? Or that you’ve got the hots for the shots your uncle does?" Adam said, grinning as he set his coffee back down. "Hey, I just said what everyone’s thinking."
"How did you get into porn and never tell your parents about it?" Bass asked.
"Did you tell your parents?" Nora countered.
"Don’t have that problem," Bass reminded her. "Anyway, I want to hear how Danny is going to wiggle out of this one."
"Well thank you, that’s very nice of you to say," Nora smiled.
"No offense intended but your parents are assholes."
Danny grinned and nodded, hiding a yawn behind his hand. “You’re kinda right, I guess. They could be better. But they’re still better than anyone else.”
"Are you sure about that?" Nora frowned. "Because I have seen better."
"Well, they still talk to me, make sure I’ve got what I want - aside from friends, but let’s face it, considering who my parents are…" Danny trailed off. "They’re not as bad as they could be, and they’ve been a lot better about how much contact Horn can be in with me, after I told them I thought he was creepy. But… I guess you’re right," he sighed. "It happens."
"I can’t put my faith in parents that won’t let you have friends. They’re an important part of growing up. Helps you…I dont’ know, fit into the world. But I guess it’s not my place to question your parents."
Nora couldn’t help but be pleased at the noise Danny was making. She blamed her mean streak on being with Miles too long. Still, Danny was being very good for his first time, she ought to give him something. Gradually she began to pick up her pace.
"N-n-nora…" Danny panted as Nora began thrusting faster. He’d forgotten to call her mistress, he knew, but she’d punish him for that afterwards. Hopefully. He whined and rutted against the mattress, trying to create friction against his bound cock in time with his mistress’ thrusts.
Nora preened at the wrecked sounds coming from Danny’s throat. This was just waht she wanted to hear. ”Does my little pet want to come?” she purred.
"Oh," she settles on a channel and looks over at her. "Was he drunk? He’s somehow more charming when he’s drunk."
"We were both drunk then," Nora shrugged. "He was damned charming though. I don’t konw how he does it."