Just Lick It

By Luna Dey and Lisa S

Part of the Just When You Thought... collection.

Author's Note: This is what happens when you get one snowbound writer and one bored writer together. LOL . It is definitely a PWP piece, based solely on an overheard conversation between Buck and Inez.

Disclaimer: I do not own them. They are the property of MGM, Mirisch, and Trilogy Entertainment; however, if they ever come up for sale, I will be in the front row at the auction.

Feedback: Feedback is welcome and greatly appreciated, but no flames please.

"When was the last time you had it?" Chris asked, as Nathan and he walked back into the saloon.

"I know I had it when I paid my tab earlier, so it must be here somewhere," Nathan replied. "I suppose it could have slipped out of my pocket onto the floor."

The two men headed to their usual table and searched the floor for Nathan's missing wallet. "Got it," Chris said, as he picked it up for Nathan to see.

"Thank, God!! I would have hated to have to cancel my credit cards." He took the wallet, glanced inside to be sure everything was there, and tucked it back into his pants pocket.

As the two headed for the door, sounds from the kitchen area caught their attention. They looked at each other with raised brows and questioning looks.

"It's so big, I don't know if I can handle all of that."

"Now Darlin', don't go letting size intimidate you. Just start out slow. If you lick it, it will last longer."

"I don't have any idea where to even start."

"Just swirl your tongue around it. Don't rush it, savor it."

Nathan looked at Chris and whispered. "Uh… didn't she tell him, never?"

"That's what I heard."

"So how do you figure….?" Nathan started to ask.

Chris shook his head and broke in. "With Buck, who knows?"

Feminine giggles drew their attention back to the closed door. "I'm glad you talked me into this."

"Not half as glad as I am, Darlin'."

"This is starting to get messy."

"You gotta lick the whole thing, even around the base….Easy there, Darlin', don't grip too hard. It's delicate, and it ain't gonna get away from you. Yeah, that's good."

"Ummm…I never had it like this before."

"Well, Darlin', I sure am glad I was the one to introduce you to it."

"I just don't see how the man does it," Chris commented. "I never thought she would give in to him."

"Reckon maybe there is something to that animal magnetism after all," Nathan added.

"Oh… it's starting to drip!"

"Um… lick it a little faster, Darlin'."

"I'd like to just wrap my lips around it."

"Yeah, that's good too, but you still need to lick away the dribbles. Yeah, like that."

"Oh, it's really dripping from the tip. What should I do?

"Just take it in your mouth and suck it out…… Gently! You're not a vacuum cleaner."

The two men outside the door looked at each other in shock, and both silently mouthed, 'vacuum cleaner?'

Chris blushed hotly. "Awww, Buck…. that was so uncouth."

"Not just uncouth, it was just plain wrong," Nathan added, clearly embarrassed. "What do the women see in him?" He looked at Chris, with an expression that said he really did expect an answer.

"Don't look at me. I don't have a clue."

"Oh yeah… watching you do that gives me goose bumps," Buck said huskily.

"Senior Buck…."

"Sorry, Darlin', it is just so sexy watching you," he said breathlessly.

The sound of their voices coming closer to the door caused Chris and Nathan to scramble to avoid being caught eves dropping.

Buck stopped Inez just as they stepped through the door. "Hold on there, you have some on your chin." He laid his hand against her cheek and used his thumb to wipe away the stickiness on her chin.

"Thank you," she said as she blushed slightly. "Maybe we can do this again sometime."

"Any time, Darlin, any time. You know, I think Rocky Road is my favorite, what about you?"

"Chocolate, but now that I have had a waffle cone, no other cone will do."

Chris and Nathan stood motionless and silent for a moment while those works sank in. Then in unison they burst out laughing as they both dashed for the door, earning them strange looks from the two emerging from the kitchen.

Completed: 2-23-03
Author's Email: Luna Dey and Lisa S