Some morning exploration and breakfast.

Chapter 5 – Lake House Vacation (continued)

Jason gradually became aware of sensation on his cock. He had a stiff morning wood, and it took him a moment to realize it was exposed to the chill morning air. Furthermore there were fingers touching him, a palm curled around his shaft, a hand stroking slowly up and down.

What’s more, this wasn’t a dream.

At the realization he opened his eyes and moaned.

“Shit!” Chloe withdrew her hand like she’d just been burned. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

His moan turned into a groan, “Why’d you stop?” He asked, but then immediately regretted the question as she looked away, frowning. “I’m sorry, maybe I should have pretended to still be asleep.”

She nodded, “I wanted… I don’t know if I can continue while you’re awake.”

He turned fully onto his back, his erection jutting up in the air, and lay as limp as he could, willing his arousal to go down.

It wasn’t working.

“Hey um…”

He lifted his head to look at Chloe, who had turned to her duffle bag and was rummaging through it. “It’s fine, I can deal with this on my own. You going to be okay?”

The Navajo girl didn’t answer, instead continuing to search until she pulled out a pair of cheap handcuffs from her bag. “Uh…” Jason said uncertainly.

“Please? If I cuff you to the bed, maybe I can finish you.”

“I’m really not into that.” He told her, his erection already beginning to soften at the prospect.

“At least let me try, even if it’s not sexual?” She pleaded.

He sighed, and closed his eyes, but then finally nodded. He sat up, and refastened his pajama pants before laying back down and putting his arms above his head so his wrists were right next to the headboard.

Chloe approached slowly, and then leaned over him to handcuff him to the bed. Then she sat next to him, her weight on the mattress causing his hips to roll slightly toward her. For a long moment she just looked at his face, then she placed her hands on his chest and splayed her fingers out, feeling his body through his warm thermal pajamas. She leaned over him and placed a kiss on his lips, which he returned enthusiastically, only for her to pull back and lay her head on his chest, her ear directly over his heart.

“This is very soothing.” She murmured as he resisted the urge to strain against the handcuffs in order to pet her hair. He had a feeling he could probably break them if he really tried. They didn’t look or feel like real restraints that police would use, and were probably made out of aluminum rather than steel.

“I’m glad.” He said as he relaxed himself, letting her do as she wished. His arousal had completely disappeared, leaving only a small damp spot in his boxers as the only evidence that it had been there to begin with.

She ran her hands up along his arms, and back down, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles as well as she could through his clothes, never taking her head from his chest.

“So…” He said after several quiet moments. “How long…”

But suddenly the door opened (he realized he’d forgotten to lock it when he’d come back in last night) and there was Percy, “Hey Jason I…” She paused, looking at the two of them frozen in place. Jason had no idea how to explain the situation to his kid sister, “What are you doing?”

Chloe burst out laughing, and Jason couldn’t resist chuckling in return at the ridiculousness of being caught in a compromising position the one time he wasn’t actually in a compromising position. It took a moment for the black-haired girl on top of him to calm herself enough to attempt an explanation, “It’s a trust exercise.” She managed to get out between chuckles, wiping a few stray tears from her eyes, “I’ve been fine in my past and this is helping me take some control back.”

Percy frowned, “Oh, uh… what?”

“I’m helping her deal with some issues. It’s complicated.” Jason cut in.

“What kind of issues?”

“Is there a reason you barged in here without knocking?” He asked, to curtail his sister from delving too deeply into the subject of Chloe’s trauma just then.

“Oh, I… I was just hoping we could talk about my dreams again. They’re kinda fuzzy now. How much do you remember?”

“Give us some privacy, I’ll get dressed and join you downstairs. You should probably change out of your pajamas too.” He told her.

Percy nodded, “Okay.” She then slipped out of the room and closed the door behind her.

“Do you want to continue, or is the moment past?” He asked Chloe, who rose from the bed to lock the door.

“I think we’ve done enough for one morning. Maybe we can do more of this again later.” She fished around in her bag for the key to the handcuffs, then after freeing him she handed him a handful of small foil squares. “I got these at the **** store we stopped at yesterday, in addition to snacks.”

Jason examined the objects and found they were individually wrapped condoms, 2XL size. “You sure these are the right size?”

“We could try one out to be sure.” She suggested.

But Jason shook his head, “I’d have to get hard again, and there’s no point doing that just to try out these. You really are an amazing girlfriend.” He held his arm open for her and she leaned into his one-armed embrace and accepted his kiss. “Now go get dressed.” He urged, giving her a playful pat on her backside as she turned away, earning a yelp and a grin in return.

Chloe put her handcuffs away and grabbed her clothes before heading to the bathroom to change. Jason took that opportunity to dress as quickly as he could, and was sitting down to put on his hiking boots when Chloe came back into the room, dressed in her trademark jeans and denim jacket.

“Have you checked the app yet?” She asked as she sat on her own bed to tug her own boots on.

“I looked at Percy’s profile last night, but I haven’t looked this morning.”

“Was this after you went to bed?”

He nodded, “Yeah, she woke up after a lucid dream, and we talked a bit. There were no major changes, except she had a temporary trait about being fuzzy after a divination, so I think that’s a good indication that her lucid dreaming actually works.”

“What was her dream about?” She asked while lacing up her boots.

“An explosion, and a horse with five legs with Johnny and sixteen girls riding on it including Percy. Then a road with stars on it, and an old lady that looked young leading sixteen dogs on leashes.”

The Navajo girl paused and looked up at him, her brow furrowed, “That’s really strange.”

“That’s the nature of dreams, I’m afraid.”

By the time they both made it downstairs Percy was at the dining room table eating a stack of pancakes. “Who cooked those?” He asked as he moved towards the kitchen.

“Hmmmvuu nn Nnnnaa!” She answered with her mouth full.

Jason and Chloe entered the kitchen together to see Heather and Lena at the stove, and several plates of eggs, sausage, and pancakes on the counter. “Good morning Heather, good morning Lena.” He said, moving behind his big sister and giving her a gentle hug around the waist.

“Morning Dick-Head. Morning Tigerlily.” Heather responded as Lena turned in Jason’s arms and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

“Good morning Jason, and Chloe. Now let me go so I can finish this sausage without burning it.” Helena responded, “And stop calling them weird names.” She added to Heather.

“It’s fine, Jason knows I don’t mean anything by it, right Dick-Head?”

Jason just sighed and shook his head.

“And aren’t you going to apologize for what you did to him last night?” Jason’s sister continued.

“What did you do to him last night?” Percy asked, now standing in the doorway with what was left of her plate of pancakes.

“None of your business, Beanpole.” Heather said, scowling at Percy.

“I’m not a bean pole!” She growled back.

“Heather, knock it off.” Lena said, brandishing her spatula at the blonde.

“Sorry, I was just trying out a new nickname; didn’t want Percy to feel left out.”

“Why does everyone have to have a nickname?” Lena continued.

Heather just shrugged, “It’s just my thing, I guess. I used to call Jason other things, but we talked about it, and I’m trying to be a little nicer. Part of that was we gave each other regular nicknames.”

“What does he call you?” Lena asked, turning to glance at Jason.

“I call her Brat.” He said simply, mirroring Heather’s shrug. “It’s working for us so far.”

“She sometimes calls me Tigerlily.” Chloe added. “I’ve been called a lot worse, so I don’t mind that one.”

“Well, I don’t want to be called Beanpole…” Percy said, still scowling at Heather.

“Fine, I won’t give any nicknames to the thin-skinned minors.” Heather said, throwing up her hands after scooping some eggs out of her pan and onto the plate with the rest of the eggs.

“Don’t call them thin-skinned either.” Lena said, turning back to her sausages.

Percy brought her plate to the counter, having finished the last bites of her pancakes, and began scooping up some scrambled eggs onto her plate before spearing a few sausage links, then slathering the whole thing in more maple syrup.

“That’s gross.” Chloe observed. “Just put some salt and pepper on them if you’re not going to use ketchup.”

“I like syrup.” She said simply.

“You’ll like it a lot less in a few years when your metabolism starts slowing down.” Heather added, earning a chuckle from Chloe and Lena.

“Wow, that smells good!” Leo said as he wandered in with Tristan entering behind him, yawning and rubbing at his eyes.

Jason grabbed plates for him and Chloe, and soon they’d both served themselves breakfast, taking their food into the dining room to eat. Percy changed seats to sit next to Jason and work on her eggs and sausage in maple syrup, and the three of them ate in silence for several minutes.

“I told Chloe a bit about your dream.” Jason said after finishing off his pancakes.

“Oh?” Percy’s blue eyes fixated on Chloe.

Chloe swallowed her bite of pancakes before answering. “Yeah, but I doubt I can make any sense of it. You and Jason should consult your books a little later.”

“Where’s Lucy?” Alex asked as she entered the room then continued towards the kitchen.

“She’s still sleeping.” Percy explained.

“Is Kate awake yet?” Jason asked, and Alex shook her head before moving on to the kitchen.

Jason leaned back in his seat to glance into the kitchen, then turned the other way to look into the living room, where he spotted Leo and Tristan on the couch with their food. “Don’t make a mess.” He called out to them, and received no response.

“Can we go talk about my dream now?” Percy asked. When Jason turned back to her he saw she had finished her plate.

“Give me a minute to finish my own breakfast.” He said, stabbing a sausage link on his fork and bringing it to his mouth.

“Okay. I’ll go wash this I guess.” She picked up her plate and silverware and carried them into the kitchen.

“After your interpretation session, do you want to help me wash my hair?” Chloe asked once Percy was gone.

Jason smiled. “Sounds like a plan.” He acknowledged, and started on his eggs.