"I had a great time," Neenah said sexually to Kevin.

"Well, Miss Neen, I'm glad I could oblige." Kevin slowly picked up her hand and kissed it gently. Various hacking noises came from AJ and Howie, who were both more than a little tipsy. "Shut up," Kevin shot back. His gaze turned back to Neenah. "Those guys can be so immature," he smirked.

"That's a far cry from you, my dear," she purred.

"You certainly act older than you are." Neenah soon began blushing.

"Wonder how Miranda is," Brian interrupted while walking up to them, Katie's hand in his.

"Well, she must be okay," AJ giggled. "He ain't in the room!"

"I'm sure he's just watching after her," Neenah said quietly. "She was really sick."

"Yeah, watching after her, laying on her....uh uh uh uh," AJ moaned, thrusting his hips forward while he giggled more.

Kevin rolled his eyes. "Both of you guys get some rest and make sure Randa's okay...along with Nick," he smiled.

"Okay, night you guys," Neenah said, longing for a little more of a good night from Kevin as she watched Brian give Katie a peck on the lips.

"Good night," Kevin whispered, kissing her gently on the lips.

Neen was breathless as Katie tugged on her arm. "That was the best night of my life," she whispered excitedly.

"I know! I wonder how Randa is." They both heard the faint sound of music coming from the one of the bedrooms. They tip toed their way towards the room and their eyes widened while their hearts began to beat faster. There, on the bed, was Nick holding Miranda against his chest.

"This is so sweet!" Neenah whispered.

"Man, even though our night was great, I bet hers was better!"

Neenah just giggled. "Come on, time for us to get to bed, though neither of us will be as comfortable as her."

"Where we gonna sleep? This is the one with two beds in it. The other only has one."

"There's always the couch," they quietly continued, shutting the bedroom door behind them.

Fifteen minutes later Miranda awoke, not being able to stand the horrible after taste in her mouth. She looked up at Nick, her heart warming at the site of his peaceful expression. He had been so good to her that night. Here he was, sixteen, and he acted like a total adult that night in his take charge ways. As much as she hated getting out of his warm embrace, she felt the need to really go to the bathroom. Trying her best not to disturb him, she managed her way out of his grasp and into the restroom. She had finished taking care of her business when she also decided to brush her teeth. The running water must've been louder than she though since she soon saw Nick's reflection in the mirror behind her. His hair was tousled, but it still looked perfect. His sleepy eyes made him look even sexier than usual.

"You okay, Swirley?" He laughed lightly. "You spent so much time at that toilet that should become your nickname! When I saw you were gone and the light was on in here I was hopin' you weren't yackin' again."

"So subtle, Sparky! Thanks for the understanding!" All he could do was laugh. "I'm okay now. I just wanted to brush my teeth. I hated that yucky taste!" She rinsed and finished what she was doing, being caught off guard by Nick taking her hand and leading her back to the bed. Once she crawled in, she scooted over and made room for him."

Nick bent over to get his shoes when he saw this. "Oh, I was just gonna head back to my room. You need your rest. I just didn't wanna leave ya alone while you were sick," he said sweetly.

"Please don't," she replied quickly yet quietly. Nick's body froze in the bent over position he was in, trying to tie his shoes. "It felt good to have someone hold me. It felt good to be held by you," she admitted. She could tell in the dim light that his eyes had widened a bit. "But if you wanna go I'd understand."

"No," he responded, his voice almost raising an octave. "I mean, I don't wanna go. I'll stay. Is it okay if I get more comfortable though?" She nodded, watching him nervously undress until he was wearing nothing but his boxers. He slowly sank into the bed, crawling under the covers with her. The room was filled with silence as they drank in the sight of one another. He couldn't take it anymore; he had to make some kind of a move. He wrapped his arm around her, drawing her near him to rest her head on his bare chest. Nick stared at the TV, the screen being the only light to illuminate the room. At the tender age of sixteen, this had been the first time he'd been alone with a girl in bed. He'd been having the urge to be with girls for a while, but the opportunity never really came up what with rooming with his mother, father, brother or Brian.

"Thank you, Nick," Miranda quietly began. She started running her hands slowly up and down his chest, not really meaning anything by it at first. "Thank you for staying with me tonight and helping me. I appreciate it all. I feel very special right now. I feel like I've seen a side of you that not a lot of other people have. That means a lot to me," she smiled.

He smirked. "You're a close friend; of course you've seen a side of me that other people haven't. I'm hoping you'll wanna see more," he let slip. Miranda looked up, her lips being greeted with the soft touch of his. He kept it that way for a moment, soft kisses, but it soon heated up to more. He made his tongue almost sneak into her mouth, allowing it to gently explore. They both got into a kneeling position on the bed, their kisses turning more passionate while his hands cupped her face and her fingers ran lightly down his back. "I wanna do this," he whispered. "Do you wanna?"

Miranda found herself just smiling. "Yeah, I wanna," she agreed, allowing him to lift her shirt off.

Nick kissed her more forcefully, urging her to lay back. "You feelin' okay? I don't wanna make you sick again." Her only answer to that was pulling him down for another kiss. She soon felt his hand traveling down her upper leg, rubbing it lightly. "Ya know, you wearin' only a t-shirt really turns me on," he confessed with a grin.

She moved her hand lower down his back, soon reaching his ass. She grabbed it lightly and squeezed, causing him to growl. "Nick, have you ever had sex before?"

He felt himself turning red at the question. "No," he admitted timidly. "This'll be my first time, but for some odd reason, I just know what to do to ya."

"It's from hangin' around AJ too much," she giggled, making him relax a little more.

"Yeah, that could be part of it. So tell me, Randa, will this be your first experience as well?" He continued to kiss his way down to her neck while he waited for her answer.

"No," she said quietly, "it won't be."

Nick stopped kissing her suddenly, moving his head up to look her in the eyes. She was fearful for a second, wondering how this made him feel. Had it hurt his pride, knowing she was more experienced than him? "Good, a woman who knows what she's doin'," he whispered, leaning down for another kiss. "Teach me what you know," he urged. "You're the only person I'd feel comfortable messing up with," he continued, covering her with more kisses.

An evil grin appeared on her face as he was kissing down her body, stopping to admire her breasts. She rolled them over, placing him on his back. "You wanna be taught?" she asked in a sexy tone. All Nick could do was look up at her hopefully while shaking his head and unconsciously licking his lips. She picked up both of his hands, cupping them over her breasts. "Just let your fingertips graze my nipples," she whispered, the pleasure filling her voice already.

Nick sat up, molding her perky breasts. "Like this, baby?" he breathed against her skin. All she could do was let out a slight moan. "And should I flick my tongue against those little pink nipples like this?" he questioned, snaking his tongue out and teasing one of her nipples like crazy.

"Yeah, just like that." Her breathing was getting heavier by the second. "You sure you're a virgin?" she giggled.

"Mmm hmm," he purred, still swirling his tongue over the pink skin. "I like this," he mumbled. He kept sucking on the hardening buds, moving his hands to her firm ass as she stayed kneeling above him. "Your body feels good," he moaned.

"I have something else for you that would feel good," she sighed, loving the way his lips felt against her skin.

"Show me, baby. Show me what else would feel good." His sexual whining was enough to put anyone in the mood.

She gently and slowly pushed him back, running her hands over his smooth chest once he was lying down. "Wanna know what I was feelin before?" she questioned quietly. "Wanna know what it's like to feel soft lips kissing the most sensitive parts of your body?" she teased.

"Please," he gasped. She lowered her head, sucking hard on one of his nipples. "Oh, God," he moaned loudly.

"Just think, if my mouth feels that good there, it's gonna feel so much better in other places," she smirked. His breathing increased at her words. "Let's see how ticklish your tummy is," she said, moving her lips further down. As soon as her pink lips touched his soft skin, his stomach sunk in at the deep intake of breath. "Oh, I take it you're very ticklish here," she smiled. "Better get over that now, Mister Carter, women are gonna wanna touch that cute tummy of yours."

"Shush," Nick laughed.

Even in the darkness she could tell he was blushing. "Better learn how to take a compliment as well." Nick reached his hand up and used it to pull her lips to his. "Want me to touch you?" she continued to tease. "Want me to make you feel the fiery passion all over inside?" Nick only nodded his head quickly, not even able to form a sentence anymore. Not wasting any time, her experienced hands removed his boxers quickly yet seductively.

Nick lifted his head, wanting to watch her once he was before her in the raw. The TV gave him just enough light to guide his eyes to her figure. He saw his hard cock, sprung up above his stomach, just longing for a pleasurable touch of some kind. He soon received what he wanted when he felt Miranda blowing gently on the tip of it. "OH GOD!" he exclaimed.

Miranda couldn't help but giggle, although she managed to keep it under control. She seductively crawled back up, looking him straight in the eyes. "You're gonna be an easy one to please," she smirked. She noticed him almost whimpering. "You want more?" she pouted sexually.

He perked his eyebrows up. "That's got to be the stupidest question I've ever heard!"

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Neenah’s head bolted up once she heard Nick exclaim. "I'm gonna kill Katie for not takin' the couch," she mumbled. "Wonder what the hell Nick's problem is."

"Neen, did you hear that noise?" Katie stumbled out of her bedroom, walking lightly over to the couch.

"It's just Nick. Don't know why, but there must be some reason. No blood's come flyin' yet, so I ain't concerned."

But both heads were about to turn once again.