EroticReverie

Donovan "Steel" Draper

"Who is that?" I ask as I stand in the backyard of my friends house, for his girlfriends birthday.

When he shifts his eyes to where mine are, on the five foot four ethereal looking little human being with long light blonde hair down her back, wearing a dress that makes her look like she stepped out of some fairytale back. 

"Yeah, I dont think so"  Max laughs, and I scowl, looking down at him and lift a brow, daring him to say something else against my interest in the girl across the yard. 

He lifts a brow right back. "She's not even your type." he says. 

"I didnt ask if you thought she was my type. And you dont know shit about my type." I reply as I look back at her, her hair tied half way up, with a pale pink ribbon that matches the long flowing dress with sheer, off the shoulder arms. She stands out like a sore fucking thumb amongst a bunch of a tattooed , alternative looking people. Stands out like a pretty fucking sore thumb though.

"I asked, who she is." I say again and Max just shakes his head and sighs. 

"It's Carly's cousin." He says. Carly is his girlfriend.

"How old is she?" I ask, as I take in the profile of her face as she talks with Carly, a cute perfect fucking button nice, and a perfect mouth, her lower lip a touch fuller than her upper lip. My eyes roam down the column of her neck, and her collar bones that make her look even more delicate than that dress does. 

"I don't know, twenty maybe?" Max says. 

"Introudce me." I say. 

He laughs. "Fuck no, you already railed half of Carly's friends, you dont need to make your way through her family too." 

I growl slightly. "You're a terrible friend." I say.

He laughs. "you want to introduce yourself? Go ahead. But Im not doing it, Im not listening to Carly chew my ass out later." 

"Pussy." I tease him and he just laughs and shakes his head.

"Seriously, she's not your type..look at her." He says. 

"Oh, I'm looking." I say , not taking my eyes off her, fucking mesmerized.

"Jesus" Max says and just takes a sip of his beer. 

I'm watching for a few more minutes before I walk over to where the pretty little living fairytale stands with Carly still.

"Hey Car, happy birthday" I say as I get closer.

"Hey Steel" she says. "Thanks, glad you came." she says as she turns and gives me a side hug as I watch the big brown eyes of this little fairy girl go wide as she looks up at me like I'm a giant. Which I suppose I am next to most people. At six foot eight. 

When Carly backs up and sees me staring at her cousin, I can see her eyes go back and forth between the both of us.

"umm, no." Carly says and pokes a finger into my chest. 

"Ow." I say grabbing her finger. "What's that for?" I say and she shakes her head at me and points.

"A word Steel." she directs me away from little miss brown eyes. 

"Do NOT, and I repeat, do NOT...lay a fucking finger on her. Do not even talk to her, or even LOOK at her." Carly says and I smirk. 

"now Carly...that's not nice." I say and she wags her finger at me. 

"I fucking mean it Steel, she's too fucking good for you, and I dont need you treating her like one of your little toys" she hisses. 

"Ouch." I say and look down at her. "Tell me how you really feel about me Car" I say and she plants her hands on her hips. 

"You know I love you, you  big idiot, but I'm fucking serious." she says scolding me.

"What's her name?" I ask, my eyes flicking back up, finding those pretty brown eyes peeking over her shoulder back at me while Carly begins to wag her finger at me again. 

I catch the hint of a little smile on her face as she watches Carly. She gives me another look , and a soft smile and then turns back around, as if she's amused by Carly. 

"Her name, is do not touch!" Carly warns and I lift my hand and pat the top of her head in the way that I know annoys any woman when they're trying to make me sake them seriously. And I do take Carly seriously, but even she should know, there's no telling me what to do. 

"You touch her and I'll kill you" she hisses. 

"Looks like it'd be worth it though." I say and Carly seethes. 

"Donovan!" she says giving me a little shove. 

"Calm down, I wont taint the princess." I say.

"you are such a fucking liar" she hisses and I lean down, planting a kiss on her head. 

"Happy Birthday Car, go get a drink." I say and then pat her shoulder and walk over to the table where she's sitting in one of the patio chairs, legs crossed, sipping one of those flavored seltzer alcohol drinks. 

"I'm Donovan. Donovan Draper. A lot of my friends call me Steel." I say as I take the chair next to hers, setting my beer down on the table. 

She looks at me.

"why would they call you Steel?" she asks, and fuck if she doesnt have a pretty fucking voice to match. Talk some more you fucking angel, I think to myself. 

"I guess my muscles." I say. I was a bulky fucking bastard, not body builder level or anything, but when you were as tall as I am, even just a little muscle made you appear more threatning to people. 

"You guess?" she asks, with a cock of her head.

I smile, picking up my beer. "Alright, they call me Steel, because of my muscles." I take another drink and she keeps those pretty brown eyes right on mine, not looking away once. 

"You got a name ?" I ask. 

"i do." she answers. 

I  narrow my eyes slightly, she narrows hers in return. 

"Alright then," I let out a slightly laugh. "What do I need to do to learn your name?" 

The corner of her mouth lifts and she takes a drink as she keeps those eyes on me then sets down her drink.

"Tell me a secret Donovan Steel Draper." she says and then places her elbow on the table and tucks her chin into the palm over her hand while still maintaining direct eye contact. 

"Anyone ever tell you, you look like Thumbelina?" I ask her. 

She smiles. "Maybe." 

"but I asked you for a secret." she says. 

"I'm getting there." I say and she gives a small amused smile. 

"You ever seen the movie?" I ask. 

"Mhm" she hums with a slight nod, her chin still in her hand.

"I had a real big crush on her when I was a kid." I tell her, which is the truth. 

She scrunches her nose with a little smile. "Is that why you're over here flirting with me Donovan Steel Draper? Because I remind you of your childhood cartoon crush?" she says and I smile, lifting my beer and taking a sip.

"Maybe." I say with a shrug. "You think I'm flirting with you?" I ask with a cock of my brow. 

"Are you not?" she asks, her eyes still not ever leaving mine.

"Oh, I am." I nod and she laughs a little.

"You're really good at keeping eye contact." I say and she smiles. 

"So are you.....does it make you nervous when people make eye contact?" she asks.

I shake my head. "Do I look like the kind of guy who gets nervous from eye contact?" 

"Maybe you dont look as tough as you think you do." she remarks making me grin and my eyebrows raise.

"The height , the tattoos, the long hair, none of that looks tough?" I ask. 

She shakes her head. 

"You just look like a decorated giant teddy bear." she says, reaching over and her fingertip traces the tatto on my head and I swear that fucking finger sends a bolt of electricity through my entire body. Her finger is gone a second later.

"What's your name?" I ask as she smirks.

"Thumbelina." 

"You're fucking with me." I say as I tilt my head and narrow my eyes at her.

She lets out a soft laugh. "I am." 

"My name is Madeliene. Meadows.  No cool tough nick nickname or anything, but some of my friends call me Maddie." she smirks and then lifts her can and takes a drink. 

"I'm gonna call you Thumbelina." I say. 

She laughs, and it's my new favorite sound.