EroticReverie

Westlan leaves me to shop and I don't buy much in either of the stores. A few sweaters, and I buy long johns like Reed suggested. I bought a pair of slippers and a few sets of matching bra and panties, they weren't really needed but they were cute. 

When I walk back to the truck I see four large boxes, of my stuff from home loaded into the back of the truck and Westlan closing up the back and looking up to me as I carry the two bags in my hands. 

"Damn smurf baby, did you bring all of Michigan with you?" he teases at my large boxes. I give up on nixing the smurf nicknames and roll my eyes with a laugh. 

"Sure did." I say and lift my bags up to him and he cocks his brow. But without protest he grabs them, lifting them over the side of the truck into the back. He peeks into one. 

"Oo la la" he says and reaches in, bringing up a baby blue bra by its strap, dangling from his finger. It's nothing crazy, and I doubt they sell anything close to my other bras and panties in this town. This is just a plain baby blue t shirt bra. I snatch it laughing and shove it back in the back.

"Fuck off" I say and slap him in his chest, as he laughs and I shake my head laughing as a few girls passing by give West googly eyes and giggle. 

"Ladies" he tips his head at them and I hide my laugh and shake my head. 

"Hey Westie" one of the girls says and decides to walk over. 

The other girl with her looks at me, and her eyes narrow at my hair and gives me a smug little fake smile and turns herself to West. I can hear her claws coming out. 

"This is Ariella" West says introducing me to the girls. I give a little wave, both of them looking at me , entirely uninterested in who the fuck I am. 

"Hi." the first one says. The other who already shot me daggers turns without saying a thing.

"Soo, are you busy tonight?" the girl lifts a hand up to his chest.

A squirrel. I think to myself and chuckle.

West looks to me and then back to the girl and he shrugs. 

"Depends, why are you asking?" he says. 

The girl crooks her finger and then pulls him by his jacket, down to her height, and whispers something, presumably filthy or sex related in his ear, because his eyes bulge. 

"Oh yah?" he says licking his lips and standing back up straight. 

"Yeah, you can bring Asher and Cade too." she says with a lick of her lips. 

"Sure" he says and elbows me. "Plus Ariella here is new in town, I can introduce her to everyone." 

The girls both give me a look, and I know that look. The, well we werent inviting HER, because SHE is competition. 

Westlan isn't picking up on any of the tension or cattyness of these girls so I roll my eyes. 

"Don't worry, I'm his step sister...not a Stone Squirrel." I say and West chokes and laughs, the girls both drawing back and their jaws dropping.

"We are NOT Stone Squirrels" the one girls hisses. 

I pinch my brows in confusion. 

"I thought.." I say trailing off as West keeps laughing , the one girl hitting him,

"I told you to stop calling us that!" she yells at him. 

I roll my eyes, West lied, these girls did NOT make up the name for themselves. 

"I'm sorry...he told me...that you called yourselves that." I apologize, even though they don't deserve it, for being twats with evil glares. 

I slap Westlan too. "You dick." I say shaking my head at him and he throws his hands up. The girls giving me another look, this one, more friendly, barely. 

"She can come." the first one says. 

"You...can fuck off West" she says turning on her heel and walking away. 

"Maisy!" he calls after her, but is still laughing. I slap him again. 

"You're such a jerk!" I say and he laughs and shrugs.

"Whatever, the name is all in fun, and they KNOW they are stone squirrels." he says. 

I roll my eyes. 

"You're awful." I say and he laughs. 

He shrugs again and throws his arm around my shoulder again. 

"C'mon" he nods to the grocery store across the street, a small little market and drug store. 

"You need some lady shit?" he asks as we walk across the street, and I laugh. 

"Yeah, I need some lady shit." I say. 

He keeps walking and a few guys stop walking out of the store, looking at Westlan, then looking at me.

"Hey West" one of them says and West nods. 

"Who's the squirrel?" the guys laughs and West slips his hand from around me.

"Don't fucking call her that" he says and pushes the guy. 

"Whoa.." I say and grab his arm. 

"Damn dude. Chill. It was a joke. " The guy says, shaking himself off after stumbling back. 

"What's your name sweetheart?" the other guy asks, giving me what I'm sure he thinks is a charming, pantry dropping smile, but just reeks of creeper. 

"Ariella." I say. I scrunch my nose unable to let it slide. "And dont call me sweetheart." The guys eyebrows jump and I push past them , pulling open the door and walking in hearing West laugh and follow after me. 

"Careful, you play hard to get like that...you're going to rile up every guy in town." he says. 

I scoff and roll my eyes. "First of all, I'm not playing hard to get, and second, what I should just swoon for any guy that shows me attention?" I make a gagging noise and stick out my tongue as if I'll barf. 

He laughs. 

"Nah, you should only swoon for me." he says with a wink. 

"Whats the matter, you get some of your own bullshit in your eye?" I ask pretending to look into his eye that he winked at me. 

He laughs. "Get your lady shit and meet me at the checkout" 

I laugh as he walks away and grabs a basket, and I grab one too. 

I grab a few boxes of tampons, even though I barely ever get my period since having my IUD put in a year ago. I grab a new toothbrush, a few things of tooth paste, some razors, a few things of shampoo and a few of conditioner, even though I noticed Reed already put a few of each in my room. But he has me fretting this "snowed in all winter" apocalypse. 

"Whatchya getting smurf baby?" asks Westlan, coming down the personal care aisle. I watch him snag three large boxes of condoms and casually toss them in the basket he has. 

I look in his basket and then up at him. "DO youuuu plan on practicing safe masturbation all winter? What the hell are those for?" I ask pointing at the condoms. 

He laughs. "That's cute...but these are for the next two weeks....it's gonna be a straight up squirrel fest. Have to prepare." he says. 

"Ew" I say with a laugh.

"A box for each of us." he says with a shrug. "Eh..." he says thinking about it. He snags a fourth. "Just incase it gets REAL crazy" he says.

"You're gross." I say and cock my brow at the word MAGNUM on the boxes. Even though the larger condoms are barely bigger than the regular it makes my mind go to place it shouldn't. 

"Sure you need magnums?" I tease. 

He swings the basket to his side and steps closer. 

"Wanna measure it for me to make sure i'm using the right size smurfette?" he says with a playful gleam in his eye, and his annoyingly devilish smirk. 

"Sure." I say and cock my head to the side. "what aisle are the magnifying glasses in?" 

His shoulders jump as he chuckles and shakes his head. 

"This will be a fun winter." he says and nudges me and then I keep walking along side him, shuffling the basket from hand to hand. 

"Here" he says grabbing it. 

"You don't have to, I'm capable of-" I say and he cuts me off.

"Shut it smurf baby. Let me be chivalrous and shit" he says. 

I laugh and walk beside him. 

"Fine...but if your lil muscles get tired let me know." I say. 

He shoots me a glare, narrowing his eyes. 

I laugh and then reach over and grab a box of lube, and toss it into my basket. 

He stops in his tracks. 

I walk a few steps then stop and turn. 

"You coming?" I ask. 

"What's that for?" he asks nodding to the basket in his hand. 

"It's lube." I say. 

"Yeah but for what?" he says raising a brow. 

"You told me I should take care of my needs before winter..so..I'm preparing too." I say. 

"In fact.." I raise a finger and walk back towards him and past him and grab my own box of condoms and walk back and toss them into my basket. 

I watch him swallow and can sense the little bit of sexual tension between us, but I just give a little smirk and a shrug and keep walking. 

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At the counter the cashier doesn't even blink twice when she rings up FIVE boxes of condoms, lube, and bunch of other shit. 

We pile the bags of snacks and food into the little seat behind the seats in the truck and the other shit in the back with my boxes and shopping bags. 

Westlan is quiet in the truck as we head back through town. 

"Okay...what's wrong?" I ask as we reach the long road up the side of the mountain. 

"Hmm?" he jumps up slightly and turns to me as I've just snapped him out of a daydream. 

"What's wrong...you're quiet...and haven't called me a smuff in over five minutes." I say and this gets a little smile from him. 

"Nothing." he says with a smile. "Just thinking smurf baby" he says with a wink and looks back to the road. 

"Bout what?" I ask popping open a bag of plain kettle cooked chips and popping one in my mouth and offering one to him and he shakes his head. 

"You ...don't wanna know"  he says.

"Hmm, but I just asked...so I obviously do." I say and crunch another chip into my mouth. 

He looks at me and I challenge him with a cocked eyebrow. 

"What's on your mind Westie?" I say batting my eyes and pretending to swoon and calling him the nickname that girl on the street in town gave him. 

He laughs and then shudders. "Augh I hate being called that." 

"What's wrong with Westie?" I add a little whine to my voice like the girls in town. 

He laughs and looks at me. 

"Don't call me that." he says. 

"But you can call me Smurfette and Smurf Baby?" I ask, arguing playfully. 

"Yeah" he grins. "Because you love it." he says with a smirk.

I laugh and scoff slightly. "No I don't."

"It's growing on you though." he challenges with a smirk. 

I roll my eyes. 

"It is..isn't it?" he laughs slightly.

"Fuck off..Westie." I say and he laughs. 

"Cant you call me something manly, like Big daddy West?" he says. 

"Ew!" I say and he laughs, and so do I shaking my head. "Definitely not. I won't call you Westie.....as long as you never ask me to call you Big Daddy West, EVER again." I say. 

He laughs. "Deal." 

He smiles ahead while driving and we still have about 10 more minutes up the road before we get to his house...our house. 

"I was thinking about what you use that lube for." he says. 

I stop mid chew. Then continue and look to him. 

"Oh." I say with a little laugh. 

"Do you...have like....trouble getting wet?" he asks. 

I almost choke on my chip and I look at him. 

"What?" I ask. 

"Is that why you have the lube?" he asks. 

I laugh a little and shake my head. 

"First of all...kind of personal of you to ask....second....no...I have no trouble getting..." I pause when I see him lick his lips and then look at me. 

"Wet" I say finally, and with the way he keeps looking at me, I'm having no current trouble getting wet either. 

"so what's it for then?" he asks. 

"There's more than...one place a guy can...put it." I say carefully and chew my lip and look out my window. Feeling the car jerk forward as West's foot presses down and he turns his head. 

I jerk forward in my seat the seat belt catching me. 

"Jesus!! Careful!" I squeal as he pushes the brake. 

"Fuck West..." I say lifting my hand to my chest. 

"You mean you like anal?" he asks looking at me and I give him, a, are you fucking kidding me look?

"You almost just drove us off a mountain and you're wondering if I like anal?" I shake my head. 

"Do you?" he asks. 

I scoff and look at him. I roll my eyes. 

"that's what the lube for." I say with a little shrug. 

"Fuck" he sighs. 

I scrunch my brows and look at him. "What?"

"I've only done anal once." he says. 

I smirk. "Giving or receiving?" 

He rolls his eyes. "Giving you little asshole" 

I laugh and throw my head back. 

"Well congrats ? " I say. "Did you want a gold star?" 

"No...I want.." he clenches his jaw and shakes his head. 

"God damnit" he says. 

"Aww is lil big daddy West frustrated?" I make a pouty face. 

He glares at me. 

I laugh and nod to the road. "Cmon, lets go home, and you can put on 84 condoms and then jerk yourself off" I say. 

He gives a little growl and then laughs slightly, and starts to drive again. 

And thank god, because I need to get some space between me and him, because all this talk, and tension and his eyes on me like that, as if he's warning me he's about to bend me over and spank me any second, has me turned on and needing to get upstairs, and quietly relieve the tension inbetween my legs .