Press Your Luck 31

“Hey man!” A drunken man shouted over the music, “She came on to me.”

Danny rolled his eyes as he lightly pushed the drunk man away, knocking his blue bucket hat to the floor, “I couldn’t care less.” The drunk man stumbled back, barely able to catch his balance again, “She’s not going anywhere with you.”

“What are you her dad or somethin’?” The drunken patron to the bar slurred, glaring at Danny.

“Ew!” Elana laughed and stuck her tongue out at the large and frowning bodyguard and giggled.

“Ew, really?” Danny said looking back at his charge before turning back to the man with a much more serious expression. “Doesn’t matter who I am. She’s not going with you. Now, this is the last time I say it nicely. Walk. Away." Danny took one large step forward forcing the drunk and surly man off balance even further. Staring daggers into the drunk, the golden flecks of his brown eyes glinting in the light when it wasn’t blocked out by Danny’s shadow. If the sheer size of Danny had not registered to the drunken man before it certainly did now as he was forced to Crane his neck all the way up just to look at Danny's face as he loomed over the now cowering man.

A moment of clarity came over the man as he leaned to look at Elana who stood a few feet behind Danny. “I guess I’ll se-”

“Don’t talk to her.” Danny interrupts, “Just walk away.” The man nodded and side-stepped Danny before picking up his hat and disappearing into the crowd as Elana waved playfully.

Danny stared angrily at the drunken girl, “And just what did you think you were doing?”

“Having fun, duh!” Elana giggled.

“Yeah that idiot was about to have all the fun he wanted.”

“Pfft.” She stuck her tongue out at her giant protector, “I wouldn’ve, like, let him get past second base.”

“Drunk as you are, I don't think that decision would be left up to you.” Danny grabbed the petite girl by her shoulders with a firm grasp, careful to not hurt her and led her towards the bar, “Come on, let’s sober you up.”

Elana whirled around pulling her shoulder free from his hand, pressing her elongated painted nail into the giant’s abdomen,she could feel the muscles there as her nail slid down into a valley between them. “Hey! You’re not my dad!” She snapped her words only slightly slurred, “And, like, you’re one to talk! You had just as much as I did!”

Danny sighed, “I’m bigger than you so it takes more to affect me.”

Elana glared angrily at the large man, “You’re not mi papa!” She shouted once more, stamping her heel, “And mi madre lets me drink.”

“No, I’m not. And I know your mom only lets you drink at home and if you’re being safe. You going off with some stranger is not being safe.”

“That’s what you’re here for.”

“You’re right.”

Danny shrugged, “I am.” he grabbed the girl’s shoulders and turned her around once more, “Coffee. Now.”

“Dios you’re so basic!” She growled but let him walk her to the bar anyway.

After ordering a coffee Danny looked up and noticed two women making out across the bar. ‘Fuck that’s hot.’ he chuckled with a hungry smirk, while his eyes slid down one of the girls back stopping on her rear, where the red headed girl she was making out with hand her hand

“Perv.” Elana snapped as if reading his thoughts.

“What?” he chuckled nervously. Danny didn’t consider himself a pervert or anything, he had of course watched his fair share of porn when he was younger and during his dry spell, but every straight man with a pulse would find two beautiful women making out arousing.

“What is it with you men and two girls?!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just a supporter of the lgbt community.”

“Supportive until it’s your sister.”

Danny frowned as he stared at the small angry girl, “My sister slept with my high school girlfriend.”

Elana’s mouth dropped, erupting into a fit of giggles, “Seriously?!”

“Yeah.”

“And what did you do?”

“...I still live with her.”

“She stole your girlfriend and you still live with her?”

“Yeah. My sister. Not my ex. And I’m fairly certain it was before we were together.”

“So…your sister’s, like, gay?”

Daniel shook his head, “I’ve unfortunately heard her with more than a few of her former boyfriends. But–” he shrugged and took an oversized coffee cup from the bartender–“doesn’t matter what flag she’s flying, she's still my sister.” He carefully handed the cup to Elana and walked her to a nearby booth.

“Even if she was making out with your current girlfriend?” Danny straightened up before spinning on his heel and staring at the two women still making out. As his eyes narrowed the women’s faces came into focus as Valerie pulled Lucy’s hair, biting her neck.

“Wait here.” He ordered. Elana giggled happily as the big man walked away.

As he approached the two girls he couldn’t help but still feel a swelling in his pants. ‘This is not Alabama! I should not be thinking it is hot for my girlfriend and sister to be French kissing.’ But even so as he approached he couldn’t deny seeing Lucy’s breasts groped by another woman was hot. The entire situation got worse as he got closer, taking note that the ass he was checking out of the girls had been making out was his sisters. Shaking his head, and a reminder to vomit later, he cleared his throat loudly as he approached the two girls, to get their attention and repress some of the revolting feeling inside of himself.

Valerie waved the unknown man away, this was confusing enough for her. They didn’t need some perverted guy trying to sandwich himself between them. “My god, how long can you hold your breath?” Danny shouted over the music snapping Valerie out of her stupor.

“Danny!” Valerie gasped. Danny smiled flatly, awkwardly trying to erase the fantasies from his mind he had only moments ago saved for later when he was alone.

“I don’t think this is what mom meant when she said we should share more.”

Lucy giggled, but an angry glare from both siblings stopped her in her tracks. “It–” Val giggled nervously as she covered her mouth–“it’s not what it looks like.”

Danny rolled his eyes, “Looked like you were making out with my girlfriend.”

“It’s…complicated.” Valerie stood, forcing anger in her voice, “And I am, like, so not talking about it with you here!” she snatched her purse up off the bar and pushed past Danny. Cursing herself mentally as she stormed off towards the bathroom.

Daniel turned to focus on Lucy who swung her short legs freely on the bar stool she sat on, a cheeky little smile on her face as she stared up at him. “What exactly was that?”

“Just a little fun.” She giggled drunkenly.

Daniel’s jaw popped as he grit his teeth, “I’d think if you were going to cheat on me you wouldn’t do it in front of me! Especially not with my fucking sister!” he shouted.

Lucy pouted, “I’m not, like, cheating on you!” she thought for a moment, it had been a while since she had been with someone else so technically she wasn’t currently cheating. Right?

“Then what do you call that?!”

Lucy tucked her hair behind her ear, “Daniel…” she said softly, pulling him away from the crowded bar. Finding an empty corner she began again, “I, like, I never got to do that.”

“What does that mean?”

"Other girls got to have, like, sleepovers growin’ up, and play spin tha bottle, and sorta, like, little makeout session with friends!" She sniffed as she fought back tears, unsure of their source, “I didn’t. Cause I’m…not…like them.” She paused, biting her lips and wiping away the small tear that had formed, "Plus, plus!” She shouted, “Val is totally hawt and I could, like, feel everyone's eyes on us." Danny could see Lucy's eyes dilate as she eagerly recounted what she had just done. "I just..." Lucy shivered, licking her lips and squeezing one breast,  "I learned I like being watched. No one used to pay attention to me and now... Mmmmm." The small pout that began to form at the memory of being ignored for so long shifted into a pleasant smile before she seemed to regain control of herself.

Daniel growled silently as he ran his hand through his hair, fighting the urge to rip a large chunk of it out. Lucy only recently started transitioning, and whatever experience she may have had with other men as Harlow before then…it wasn’t the same as what she missed out on growing up as a boy instead of the girl she should have.

Knowing the fact he was walking a minefield did little to assuage his anger but…he wanted to help her. “Fine.”

“Fine?”

“Yeah. Fine. I’m…I get it…I guess as well as I can. Being me. But don’t do it again. And not with my sister! Okay? It’s just…weird.” He omitted the fact the weirdest part was how much he was still turned on by the scene.

“Promise.” She smiled, giving him a kiss on his cheek as she pulled him back to the bar. Luckily no one had stolen her purse or her seat. “Oh, baby. Do you, like, think you can get me another drink?”

“...We really should be going.”

Lucy leaned into Daniel as she licked her lip hungrily and pressed her breasts into him as she slid her hand down his stomach, “Please? Just one more?”

As her hand reached the edge of his belt buckle he would have given her his car if she asked, “Okay.” He swallowed hard, “Just one.” What he didn’t know was the growing dampness between her legs, the precum from Lucy’s hidden member dripping down to soak into her panties that was steadily growing thanks to Val’s affections, the look of all the men in the club who wanted her so bad, and feeling just how much Daniel wanted her, meant if he had told her too she would have dropped to her knees for him right then and there.

“Yay!” She clapped, bouncing in her heels causing her chest to bounce in time. “Oh, hold on.” Lucy giggled, placing her purse in Daniel’s hands, pulling out a small compact and a tube of lipstick. “C’mon, you, like, can’t tell me that wasn’t hot.” she cooed, her voice dripping with sex as she slowly and carefully redid her lipstick.

“She’s my sister.” Not answering Lucy’s question.

Pulling her lipstick away from her lips Lucy pouted as she looked up at the too tall man, “Are you mad at me?”

Daniel frowned and his shoulders slumped in defeat, “No.”

“Goodie!” she cheered, snapping her compact closed. Lucy stood, leaning in close to kiss his cheek, her heels making her just tall enough to reach him. “Oopsie–”she giggled when she noticed she had left a lipstick mark on his cheek –“too much.” She pulled him in close once more, licking her thumb and rubbed off the kiss mark she left behind. Once finished she smiled warmly, holding her hand on his cheek, “Perfect.”

Her heart missed a beat as Daniel smiled in kind and held her hand in his, kissing her the underside of her wrist gently. The kiss sent a small shiver down her spine. Danny leaned in, whispering in her ear, “I love you.”

Lucy smiled into her eyes, letting out a small breath of air she hadn’t realized she had been holding onto, “I love you too!” She shouted over the speakers, throwing her arms around Daniel’s neck and kissing him again in the midst of a giggle fit of her own.

“What?” Daniel shouted over the music, his own smile threatening to split his face apart. He could barely hear anything she said, between her soft voice and the pounding house music from a nearby speaker. Had she said what he heard? Or was it just wishful thinking? Did she actually mean it?

Lucy fluttered her lashes, her smile faltered, something in her mind told her that she... he didn't love Daniel like that. Lucy forced herself to smile once more, reaching up to pat her giant on the cheek. She wanted to say it again, but something stopped her. "I said I was going to go dance some more. Get me something fruity this time."

“...Okay.” Daniel nodded with a frown. ‘More games. Great.’ he thought bitterly as he watched her walk away, her hips swaying with every step.

On the dance floor, Lucy once more found Valerie gyrating her hips in time to the beat of the music. Lucy saunted her way through, some couples simply stepping out of her way, while others she moved with a gentle touch and a nudge on their shoulders until she was in front of Valerie once more, “A-about earlier-”

“It’s gucci!” Lucy giggled, pressing her finger to the inebriated girl’s lips. Wrapping her arms around Val she pulled her in closer as they continued to grind into each other. “I totally know what will make you feel better!” She winked. Valerie began to protest, the thought of her brother fresh in her mind until drunken arousal took over once more and she pressed into the beautiful girl in front of her.

Val wasn't sure how long they danced before she felt a presence behind her. Startled at first she assumed it was Danny until the man wrapped his arms around her waist. Stepping to the man’s side she saw a handsome square jawed frat boy. “Hey.” He said with a simple nod. “You girls looked like you could use some company.” he grinned as the two

Val thought for a second about slapping the pig when Lucy broke in with a giggle, “Ooh, he’s cute!” Lucy caressed the man’s chest as she licked her lips, “We should totally kiss him!”

Val giggled, putting one finger to her lips, biting her nail. "Mmm, we did have fun."

Lucy smiled, her hand on the man's lower back, pushing him closer to Val. "Fun is why we are here."

Val bit her lip as the frat boy pulled her in closer, leaning in for a kiss. ‘Fun.’ She thought, the memory of her and Lucy making out flashed in her mind, ‘Fuck it.’ her lips met the frat boy’s, her tongue slipping inside. She didn’t need a boyfriend, not for tonight anyway, she just needed to get laid!

Lucy whispers in the man's ear, her voice dripping with sex. "Lucky boy." Lucy’s hand traveled down the man’s flat stomach until it found its target straining behind his zipper. “Lucky girl!” She giggled, feeling the man’s girth growing and pulsing as her fingers continued to stroke it gently. Her own member twitching, leaking into her panties as she imagined his member pushing into her–Lucy shook her head. She had meant to only find out what he had to offer her friend but feeling him pulsate with desire for her and Lucy both had her mouth watering. As much as she wanted to test him out for herself she had to remind herself she had Daniel. Thinking of him sent a spike of pain to her heart.

“So the two of you?” The frat boy asked with a mischievous smirk after finishing his mini makeout session with Val.

Valerie nodded, “We live together.” She giggled.

When Lucy echoed Val’s giggling smile the frat boy’s smirk grew into a grin. ‘Jackpot!’ “You guys must butt heads a lot.”

“We’re not guys, silly.” Lucy giggled playfully.

“We used to,” Val giggled, “But, like, we figured some stuff out.”

“Oh yeah?”  Mike knew girls danced and made out together to attract men, but very rarely did that ever lead to a threesome. Numerous occasions before when he rushed the topic with girls, even sluttier than these two, had left him with blue balls. If he played his cards right however tonight would make up for all of those failed attempts. “Compromise and sharing is important.”

Val nodded proudly, “We share everything."

"Everything everything?"

"She's, like, wearing my heels right now. Everything." Both girls giggled and this time the frat boy joined in.

Their conversation quickly ended after that as a new song began and they began to dance once more. For the first half of the song Valerie began  in the middle of the two, feeling the good looking boy's stiffening cock pressing into her thigh, before turning around and facing Lucy. Letting the man grab her hips as she mouthed 'OH MY GOD!' to her friend. Lucy responded in kind 'I know!' she smiled as she continued to press her breasts into Val's. 'I have Daniel.' she reminded herself more than once as images of her with the unknown hunk entered her mind. Or her and Val. Or her and Val and the frat boy. They both wanted her! Everyone did, of course. She was hotter than fire. And she loved every second of it.

Just when she thought it was too much and she might break her promise to Daniel, warm hands took control of Lucy’s hips as the familiar scent of Daniel’s cologne filled her senses, ‘Daniel.’ she thought with a smile mixed somewhere between content and arousal. As she looked back and saw his handsome face in the light of the dance floor, golden flecks glinting in the flickering lights, the alternating pattern making it hard to make out his facial expression, but judging from the bulge pressing into her ass as he kissed her neck, she felt safe in assuming he was happy.  She’d forgive him for forgetting her drink. This time.

Danny spent several minutes after finally getting Lucy's drink order, and checking on Elana who at least was still drinking coffee while chatting up some baby-faced boy before he began hunting for Lucy on the dance floor. ‘Oh, that’s lucky.’ he thought when he spotted her and Val both in the same area. ‘Lucky Lucy.’ he thought with a smile as he excused himself to the couples and dancers he was forced to bump into or dance around. Despite how that night may have ended he had enjoyed his time with her and seeing her smile. He had lived in Vegas long enough to know just how easily it could be for people to lose themselves to it, especially when they’re stressed and depressed. Lucy fit the bill for at least one of them. So he shouldn’t be mad at her for giving into an addiction. Tomorrow he would talk to Valerie about convincing Lucy to see a therapist or some sort of support group for her gambling problem. Tomorrow he would help her and they could forget about what happened. Tonight however he would indulge himself in her.

Finally, after making his way through the shifting crowd, he saw Val practically dry humping some random guy. He rolled his eyes and moved on, finding Lucy making out with a drunk in a blue bucket hat. Angrily Danny slammed the full weight of his hand on bucket hat’s shoulder, pulling him off of his girlfriend. “Not you again!” He shouted.

Lucy gasped in shock as she saw Danny pulling who she had believed to be Daniel away. “Get lost!” He growled at the drunk before turning to face Lucy.

“No way, playa!” The boy shouted. Danny turned back to face the drunk, "This girl is taken! I got dibs this time giant. Right man?" He said to the man he had been dancing near with his own girl.

"Nah, she was already taken." The frat boy smirked wrapping one hand around Val's waist excited about the night to come with a three way between her and the girl who had been jerking him off through his pants not long ago. “Who is this guy?” he whispered to the bimbo on his arm.

“My little brother.” The frat boy scoffed, if he was her little brother, what did her big brother look like?!

Realizing the pretty boy jerk was no help, bucket hat squared off once more, attempting to stare down the angry giant. “You already got one girl, you can’t call dibs on all the girls here!” Fueled by liquid courage and stupidity bucket hat slapped the drink out of Danny’s hand.

“You must be out your damn mind!” Danny shouted.

Lucy’s eyes widened in fright. Immediately wrapping her arms around Danny’s waist. “You heard the cutie. Just, like, get lost, loser!” Lucy had known Danny for years and she had never seen him get in an actual fight or be violent, she had seen the four-hundred pound linebacker who’s orbital socket and sternum he broke accidentally during a rather aggressive play. No telling what he could do to the scrawny 5’8 moron if he got pissed enough to lose control.

“Fuck this!” Bucket hat shouted as he walked back to his car.

“We’re leaving.” Danny said as he pulled Lucy along.

“Wa-”

“Goodie!” Val cheered, interrupting the pretty boy at her side and wrapping her arm around his. “C’mon. He’s our ride.” She giggled, pulling him along.

Danny drove everyone home in the now cramped car, stewing silently. Val had insisted on taking the random pretty boy home with them. Being the most sober one of the group he was relegated to designated driver while everyone else continued their fun in the backseat. If that wasn’t annoying enough, every time he checked his rearview mirror he could see Val sitting on the pretty boy’s lap. In principal; Val was a grown woman and she could date or sleep with anyone she wanted, not currently dating him of course, but it was a different story when he could see some drunken idiot feeling up his sister in the backseat of his car. Or, rather, Adriana Valesco’s car. But it was upsetting nonetheless as he drove Elana back to her stately manor.

Elana pouted, as she cuddled with Lucy, while they waited for the gate to open, “Next time all three need to find a man!” Danny groaned silently, imagining if he had let Elana go off with that drunken loser, or worse bring home some strange man. Her mother would skin him alive to start with.

“Totally!” Lucy giggled, “We gotta find you a cute boy toy too!” Lucy gasped, “Or what about that girl you were, like, flirting with at the table?!”

Elana shook her head, “So not my type.” She blushed.

“Ooh someone’s got a crush!” Lucy teased.

“I do not!” Elana whined. “It was funny Atticus thought she was a boy though.” She giggled, hoping to change the subject.

“I did not.” Danny said gruffly.

“You called her bro.” Lucy giggled.

“I call everyone bro.” he lied.

Valerie stopped making out with the pretty boy long enough to say, “I have, like, literally never heard you call someone bro.”

“Sure I have…bro.” Everyone laughed as Danny pulled the car up to the front door, met by one of the nameless security guards who kept constant watch over the compound. Danny stepped out of the vehicle, greeting one of the guards with a wave as he opened Elana’s door, “Sup…bro.” The guard gave him a strange look drawn away by the sound of another round of laughter coming from the car.

Elana stepped out of the car after giving Val and Lucy each a hug and a kiss on their cheek and followed Danny to the front door. Still giggling she shook her head and smiled, “Thanks for tonight.”

“Just…doing my job.”

“...so you’re gonna tell–” Danny raised his hand, stopping her.

“No. I was your age once.”

“Yeah…back in the Jurassic era.”

“Wow. Rude.”

Elana giggled. “Whatever, bro.”

“Get your ass to bed before I change my mind.”

“Later bro.” Elana smiled, leaving her friends for the night.

As Danny got back into the car he found Lucy in the front seat beside him. Driving away he could see the hunger in her eyes. His emotions warred with one another while she licked her lips and hungrily pawed at his crotch. He was still angry with her, but he couldn’t deny her pulling down his zipper was helping him quickly put it out of his mind.