Flow of Madness

This was a Hardlet drabble request from an Anon. 

The prompt was Grace meeting the parents. 

Rich and Grace just got back from spending time in Toxic Bob’s record shop. Rich spent three hours teaching Grace about the classics such as Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin.

“I like the song Paranoid by Led Zeppelin it’s good to dance to.” Grace said sweetly.

“Black Sabbath, Grace. Black Sabbath. You have learned nothing. Hopeless.” Rich teased and he put his arm around her pulling her to him.

“You are lucky I am even doing this, Richard! You still need to read Pride and Prejudice.” Rich pulled a face at this. She slapped her free hand on his stomach. “Fair is fair! So where are we going now?”

Rich stopped walking and looked at Grace nervously as if he was trying to figure out how to say what he wanted to say without offending her. After pursing his lips to the left he finally got up the courage to speak.

“I was thinking…we go back to mine…my parents won’t be back till later…and we could watch a movie…or something…really…” Rich looked at the ground waiting for an answer.

Grace recognized that Rich was nervous for some reason and immediately acted to ease his mind. She took Rich’s hand in hers.

Rich opened the front door and took Grace on a house tour before taking her upstairs to his bedroom. When he opened the door she walked in and smiled. His bedroom was so him. The first thing she noticed was how dark his room was and that his walls were covered with metal band posters. Evidence of other musical items were scattered throughout the room including a bass guitar and a large sound system. She also noticed role playing zombie and medieval knight costumes in the corner of his room. She loved the room it was so Rich.

“I think your room could use a bit of color. Maybe some floral designs on the pillows of your bed just to cheer it up.” Grace said this with a teasing smile to show Rich she was joking.

“If you dare put floral prints on anything. ANYTHING. I swear to fucking God, Grace. Consider yourself dumped. Floral is not my scene.” He was now standing in front of her.

Grace felt nervous. She was standing in Rich’s bedroom. The more she thought about it the more her heart raced and when she looked up at him her heart beat increased to a dangerous rate. His brown eyes were looking into hers he seemed just as nervous as she was. His eyes were asking her a question and all she could do was stare back at him. She hoped he would do something soon.

Rich was fighting with himself. He wanted to kiss her, but he did not want to mess up or scare her. The moment ran away from him though as Grace turned away and moved over to his bass guitar. She plucked at the strings curiously before she started giggling hysterically at something. Rich went over to see what she was laughing about and groaned.

Grace was looking at a picture of Alo and Rich when they were nine years old. Rich was dressed up as a vampire and he had Alo who was dressed up as a sheep in a headlock.

“You and Alo-pops are adorable! You are like Edward Cullen eating animals.”

“Edward Cullen? That’s not the fucking….sparkly….twatting vampire imposter?” Rich frowned.

“Yes. The vampire from Twilight.”

“Vampires don’t sparkle. Nor do they find teenage girls fascinating unless they desire to drain all their blood from their bodies. I was a real vampire.” Rich ranted and looked as if he was about to continue but was gladly interrupted by Grace placing her lips against his in a sweet kiss.

Rich smiled dazed at her before pulling her back to him and taking her full lips back to his. Her arms went around his neck as she started to run her hands into his long hair. Rich put his arms around her waist pulling Grace fully against him as he began to deepen the kiss by lightly touching his tongue against hers. Grace then took control of the kiss by biting playfully on his bottom lip and then deepening the kiss even more. Rich moaned lightly and Grace felt proud of herself for being able to make Rich lose control. Rich fell back on the bed bring Grace with him.

Grace was straddling his waist as they continued to kiss passionately until Rich rolled them over so he could be on top. He began to kiss down her neck as Grace put her hands under Rich’s black shirt feeling his hot moisturized skin. They were so preoccupied in one another that they failed to notice they were not the only ones in the house.

“RICHARD!!! KEVIN GET UP HERE NOW!!!!”

Rich tore his lips from Grace’s collar bone and looked over to see his mother’s shocked face. Rich groaned and swore under his breath before rolling off Grace. Realizing that he was still a bit worked up he quickly took his pillow and placed it over him as Grace got off the bed.

“Who is this?” Anita questioned Rich.

Kevin came to the door and immediately looked speechless. His head was going between Rich, Grace, and his wife looking for answers.

“Grace” Rich choked out still trying to catch his breath.

Grace walked over to them and held out her hand with a smile.

“Hi. Mrs. and Mr. Hardbeck my name is Grace. It is very nice to meet you. I was actually just leaving.” She turned to Rich to give him a comforting smile.

“It is nice to meet you too Grace. I wish I knew about you ahead of time. Rich never talks to me.” Mrs. Hardbeck said in a frustrated tone.

“Well, we just started seeing each other. I bet Richard was just waiting for the right time.” Grace smiled trying to make Anita feel better about the situation. “We should have dinner some time to get to know one another properly. I have so many questions about Rich as a kid!”

“Oh for fuck’s sake” Rich moaned covering his face with the pillow.