Frida thought it would be fun if she brought her and Kat matching pajamas from her trip in Hawaii. It was an inside joke about the time they were fifteen and sixteen and their parents made them get matching pajamas and swimsuits and shirts on a trip to Disney World, seeming shocked when the girls said they were too old for such things. Unfortunately, they wore them anyway and Frida had all the pictures to show Nex. So now Kat was standing in the kitchen wearing shorts she felt were way too short to wear in front of Nex and sipping on a margarita as Frida showed him pictures from said trip.

"Kitten," Nex cooed as Frida went through the pictures on her phone. "You're so adorable."

Kat rolled her eyes and sipped on her margarita, not giving him a response.

"You have some too, where's your phone?" Frida asked, looking up from her screen.

"Broken," Kat said, narrowing her eyes at Nex.

Nex gave her a guilty smile and kept going through Frida's phone. Kat sighed and topped off her glass before walking away from the pair.

The doorbell rang and Kat went for her purse but Nex strode past her, sliding his hand along her back as he did. "I told you I'm getting dinner," he said.

"With what money?" Kat whispered, following after him with her wallet.

"Money is a non-issue," Nex said, waving his hand dismissively before opening the door.

Kat frowned in confusion as he handed over money and accepted the boxes of pizza and wings. He kicked the door shut with his foot and started to the kitchen table with her close behind.

"How is money a non-issue?" She asked quietly, checking to make sure Frida was still distracted by her phone.

"Human currency means nothing. Especially in this country," Nex answered, snapping his finger. As he did, hundred dollar bills appeared in his hand. "It's just paper. I can make it myself."

"You can't just make money!" Kat hissed, pulling his hand down before Frida saw it. "That's illegal."

"I'm a demon, kitten, laws don't apply to me," Nex scoffed. "Here, take it. I don't know how you can possibly afford a house while working at a book store."

"I don't want it," Kat said, swatting his hand away. "I don't have to pay for the house. It was my parent-" she stopped, taking a deep breath and sitting at the table. "It was my parent's house. They owned it. I only have to pay utilities and stuff, no mortgage," she muttered.

Nex didn't respond. Kat looked up to see what appeared to be a concerned frown on his face. He said nothing, just kissed her on the top of the head before calling Frida over. Kat frowned at the affection but her confusion faded quickly when he sat next to her and pulled her chair against his, draping her legs over his lap.

"You guys are so cute," Frida giggled, sitting across from them.

"Well it's easy to be cute with this one," Nex grinned, setting one hand on Kat's bare leg and reaching for the pizza box with the other. "One or two slices?" He asked Kat.

"I can get my ow-" Kat snapped but stopped upon seeing Frida's confused look. "One is good for now," she sighed.

"Of course," Nex said, rolling his eyes. "Always need to be healthy, right?"

"Dude, you have no idea," Frida said, rolling her eyes and grabbing a piece of pizza. "She does have a weakness for wings though."

"Do you?" Nex asked, his lips turning up into a smile.

Kat said nothing but reached for the box of wings, putting several on her plate and pointedly ignoring Nex's stare.

As they ate, Kat kept trying to subtly remove her legs from Nex's lap but he was incredibly strong and easily held her in place. She stopped when she realized each attempt she made had him sliding his hand further up her thigh.

Kat grew more frustrated the longer his hand stayed there, on her bare leg, higher up than anyone had ever touched her. It was frustrating more because she didn't hate the feeling and she knew she should. Instead, it spread warmth throughout her and the sensation was making her nervous.

Nex noticed this and took advantage, rubbing circles into her leg and making her flush red. He took it a step further when she finished her wings and was licking off her fingers. He grabbed her wrists and brought her hands to him, licking off the sauce himself, sucking each of her fingers into his mouth while maintaining eye contact with her. She stared at him with wide eyes as his tongue swirled around her finger until it was all clean before moving onto the next. By the end of it, Kat was completely red, a throbbing between her legs. Nex kept his hold on her hands, staring in her eyes like he knew exactly the effect he had on her.

"That was hot," Frida said, looking between them. "Shit, do you guys want me to leave so you can... You know, be alone?"

"No," Kat said, pulling her hands away and finally successfully getting her legs off his lap. "No, you're spending the night aren't you? We can sleep in my bed together like usual," Kat said, trying to get ahold of herself to smile.

"If you're going to kick me out of bed," Nex said, dropping his arm over Kat's shoulders and leaning in to nuzzle her ear as he pushed her hair back. "Then I will take that alone time Frida offered."

"Bed's all yours," Frida giggled. "I'm good on the couch. I don't want to know what all you've done in it if this is how you act publicly. Damn, Kitty Kat, I don't disapprove but I am surprised," Frida said, shaking her head.

Kat sighed and swallowed hard when Nex's fingers brushed against her neck. She stood abruptly and grabbed her and Frida's empty glasses.

"I'm going to get refills," she announced.

"I'm full," Frida said, setting her hand on her stomach. "Of food. Not alcohol. I want more alcohol. I'm going out for a cigarette though," she said, standing up and winking at Nex. "And I'll take my time."

"Please do," Nex chuckled.

Frida went outside and Kat was pouring more margarita into the glasses when Nex came up behind her. He set his hands on her hips and held her in place as he moved closer, until she was flush against him.

"What are you doing?" Kat asked, nearly spilling the pitcher of margaritas. "Frida's not in here to pretend for."

"I'm afraid I have a burning question, kitten. It's going to bother me until I get an answer," he said, moving one of his hands to her stomach, along the waistband of her shorts. "I know you're a virgin but... Have you never even been touched like this?" He asked, sliding his other hand down onto her leg, past her shorts, playing with the hem as he inched it up higher.

"What makes you say that?" Kat breathed, setting the pitcher down and bracing her hands on the counter.

"You react like someone who's never felt another's touch. Maybe not even your own," Nex whispered, slipping his thumb under the band of her shorts, dangerously close to where a very specific part of her felt warm. "So, have you not?"

Kat opened her mouth to speak but stopped when his hand slid up from her leg, gliding up her stomach and stopping just below her breast. His fingers brushed closer and closer until they were dangerously close, nearly brushing against the fabric of her bra.

"Not even here, kitten?" He asked, following the curve of her breast with one finger, not touching, staying just below as he dragged it back and forth. "What about here?" He asked, sliding his hand down from her ribs to the bottom of her shorts then around to her butt, fingers nearly grazing it as he inched them up, under her pajamas. "I can say with certainty, never here," he said, lowering his other hand under the waistband of her shorts, touching the top of her underwear. "No, you've definitely never felt that before. I can hear your heart racing, I can feel your breathing, I can smell your body responding like it's never experienced these sensations before," he whispered, sliding a finger just underneath the band of her underwear. "Should I answer its call?"

Kat hesitated as she tried to get ahold her thoughts. His finger slid lower, further into her underwear and she snapped out of it, turning and pushing him away.

"What is wrong with you??" She said, wrapping her arms around herself, overwhelmed by the way she felt warm all over just from his simple touches. "God, just when I thought you couldn't get worse," she grumbled, walking past him, her cheeks flushed red.

Walking past him was the plan but he grabbed her and pulled her against him, bringing his hand up to cup her face.

"Don't get mad at me, Katherine," he said, rubbing his thumb over her lower lip. "Don't get mad at me for feeling this mutual attraction. I didn't know there would be one but I do like these pajamas," he smirked, sliding his hand down low on her back as he leaned in close and whispered in her ear. "I'd like them even better off you. You want me to show you what you've been missing out on?" He asked, placing a hot kiss against her neck. "The things I would do to you, kitten..." He breathed, nipping at her neck. "You would be a mess before I even got anywhere. Just like you are now. Wet and ready for me to feel every untouched part of you."

His hands went lower, nearly touching her butt. Kat's hands fisted in his shirt, her eyes sliding closed as his hand slipped under her shirt, his fingers sliding along the skin of her lower back before dipping into her shorts, nearly touching her butt.

"Whoa, need another minute?" Frida asked.

"No," Kat said quickly, pushing away from Nex but he only let her go so far.

His hands stayed on her hips, only letting her go far away enough he could still touch her. Kat sent him a glare and peeled off his hands, walking over to Frida and trying to ignore the wetness pooled between her legs.

"Let's do shots!" Frida said, walking over to the kitchen.

Kat followed after her, pointedly avoiding the gaze she felt from Nex. Frida poured shots and looked behind Kat.

"You doing shots?" She asked Nex.

"Sure," Nex said, wrapping his arms around Kat and pulling her back against him. "What the hell? We should all let loose some times," he said, accepting the shot glass from Frida before dipping his head next to Kat's ear. "Shouldn't we, kitten?"