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Hello world and my wonderful readers!I felt this chapter was important to show what Billy and Delilah's relationship was like before the apocalypse and how they're both dealing with things now.
To help me write, I have my own version of Talking Dead and I get some fan questions, I incorporated my response to if Delilah still had feelings for Billy, the answer being that it would be abnormal if she didn't after everything they had gone through together. If you have questions, feel free to ask! I encourage it!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE,YESTERDAY, OR VISCOUS CIRCLE. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), THE BEATLES, AND DANE COOK RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
WARNING: STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!
Chapter Fifty One: Believe From Yesterday
Although they had just met, Billy felt a need to protect her, he felt a need to protect all the kids at Jellbany, even Carl and Judith. If Delilah ever did go back to Billy in his wildest dreams, it would hurt the two of them almost as hard as it would hurt Rick. Billy didn't want to be a relationship wrecker, but he couldn't just let Delilah slip away, not again. "I've got to try harder to get her to talk to me. Mika's right, I have to believe that Delilah will eventually come around." He got up, slinging on his guitar strap, and rolled the stroller back towards Leisure Zone, determined to sleep on a plan.
What neither Billy nor Mika knew was that Delilah had heard him singing "Yesterday" from her window, along with the rest of their conversation. Despite everything, it made her feel even more conflicted. It made her long for yesterday.
1:00 AM, BILLY'S HOUSE, OCTOBER 20th, 2008 THOUSAND OAKS, CA
Billy let out a yawn as he pulled his metallic grey Tesla into the four car garage of his home in Thousand Oaks. It had been an incredibly long day and night. The first half being taken up by classes, microeconomics would eventually be the death of him, then band rehearsal, and after that he had to drive back to UCLA for basketball practice since he became an assistant coach. He and Darrin, the head coach, had made the team practice drills again for another two hours to prepare for the big game on Thursday. By the time Billy was done, it had taken him over an hour to get back home and it was already past one in the morning. Luckily, he'd be able to sleep in this morning since he didn't have to do anything until later in the evening for homework and then band practice. Sometimes he wondered why he didn't just look for a place down there in L.A. or still stay at the ZBT frat house instead of driving into the city pretty much everyday, even though he had the gas money for it, but he knew why.
After his dad Vance won the election and became the Governor of Texas, he and his wife Sharon moved back to Steverson Ranch in Houston. They decided to give Billy the house when he moved out of ZBT and they would stay there when they visited California every month. The house was actually a mansion. Four stories including the attic on the fourth floor and the underground wine cellar/panic room, ten bedrooms and bathrooms, an office, a game room, Olympic size swimming pool and a hot tub, a water slide, fire pit, basketball and tennis courts, rehearsal room/recording studio and a recently renovated dance studio.
Along with his parents, all of Billy's siblings were married off with kids and living back in Texas. They were a real close knit family, so of course they pestered him about settling down, but all in good nature. Billy was the lone wolf, hopefully not for long. He hated being alone in that big empty house with the exception of Lupe, the maid that came to the house five days a week from 10-5 that he rarely saw except for Wednesday, his free day, so he was naturally elated when Delilah unprovokingly promised that she'd stay as much as she could with him and he loved having her there. Billy had wanted Delilah to move in, but she didn't want her mom to be alone since Christine was hardly ever there. When Delilah was there, Billy found he had an extra pep in his step just knowing he'd see her smiling face at the end of the day. It was like they were playing house, and things were going very well, both hoping to make it a more permanent fixture in the future when the time was right.
Billy walked inside the laundry room from the garage, setting his gym bag and keys down and taking his socks and sneakers off before climbing up the stairs and into his bathroom. He peeled off his jersey and basketball shorts, one of the perks of being an assistant coach was that he could still dress like he played on the team, and let out a satisfied sigh as the refreshing hot water hit his back. A few minutes later, Billy strolled out of the bathroom and into his connecting bedroom with a towel hanging loosely around his fit waist, throwing his clothes in the laundry chute as he heard the theme song from Happy Days playing. His all black room was the perfect blend of rocker and nerd, with Star Wars figurines and Led Zeppelin posters, amongst other collectibles and musicians, but what brought a smile to his face was the sight on his black and chrome California King bed with a blue and black half dome headboard.
Delilah was on her side, her long legs slightly bent as her head was on her hand that was on top of the arm stretched out, wearing a light pink Mickey Mouse tank top with black piping and matching panties, sleeping soundly with a Jackie Collins book on the bed, the only brightness being the blue light from the room and the glow of Happy Days on TV. She looked both angelic and sexy, and Billy could feel himself hardening.
They had only been sleeping together since Delilah finally turned eighteen nine months ago, but it was pretty damn good and well worth the almost two year wait. She was a quick learner, although still a bit reserved. It didn't matter, Billy had all the time and patience in the world for her. Plus, they had been having a pretty active sex life, he was a little afraid he had turned her into a nymphomaniac or something. Billy made his way over, turning the TV off and plugging his iPhone in the charger before laying on his side, his big hand began languidly stroking her tummy as he kissed her shoulder. His hand traveled inside her panties and teased her smooth lower lips while his other hand reached around and pulled her in closer, pressing himself into her backside and caressing her breast. "Delilah." He whispered, but nothing. Billy couldn't help but smirk with arousal as he inserted a single finger inside and heard her let out a small whimper as he slowly probed in and out, feeling her stir in his direction, where he lightly kissed her eyelids. "Soo-keh." He whispered in her ear again before lightly sucking her earlobe and moving his kisses to her neck. He was mocking vampire Bill Compton, a character on the supernatural show True Blood that had quickly become an obsession for the young couple. Delilah's eyes slowly fluttered open, blinking a couple times like a baby doe, and he smiled lovingly at her. "Hey there, Sleeping Beauty." He leaned in and gave her a kiss.
Delilah was still half asleep, but she returned the smile and tried to place her hand on his face, finally succeeding after the third try because she couldn't really see in the blue light through her sleepiness. "Hi, my handsome, perfect man. How was practice, did you just get in?" She spoke in a low, sleepy tone as she tousled his hair the special way he liked it. Billy nodded and held onto her hand.
"Yeah, we had them doing drills for two additional hours. I'm glad there wasn't any traffic." He kissed her fingers.
"What time is it?"
"Almost one fifteen."
"Crap! I missed Leonardo DiCaprio on The Tonight Show! I'm sure Jennifer is wondering what happened, we were gonna have a text play date and watch it." Delilah rolled over and grabbed her phone, Billy was smirking because she was so out of it she wasn't aware of his hand still down her bottoms, he also thought it was cute how she said "play date" at her age.
""Delilah, You're missing our man Leo. Now he's mine, he literally just announced it on the air, don't even try to fight me. Love you little sis"."
She laughed. "She's too funny." Delilah put her phone back on the nightstand and snuggled up to Billy, finally noticing that all he was wearing was a towel as she marveled at his phenomenal physique in the dark.
"How was your day?"
"It was good. Finished my essay, rehearsed with Angelo for the competition next week, then Skyped with Kayla and the girls for a two hour practice session, ate dinner, then fell asleep reading with the TV on. I didn't know if you ate or not, but there's homemade lasagna left over for you in the fridge."
Billy smiled, he loved how she was always so thoughtful and considerate. Plus, her cooking was out of this world. "Aww, thanks monkey, but I'm too exhausted to eat. Two hour practice session, huh?"
She nodded. "Yep, I love how diligent they are, no wonder they do so well. Then again, it's Universal Royalty, that's a huge pageant, and I know they both want to win Ultimate Grand Supreme. It's a $10,000 cash prize."
"Wow, I'd want it, too. I'm not going to lie, it's priceless watching you practice with them. The faces and the movements and then again when you do them at the pageants." He chuckled.
Delilah rolled her eyes. "Hey, don't make fun of me. It's what you have to do to win, and besides, I'm way more discrete when I'm coaching from behind the judges. They're getting so good they don't even need me to do it anymore. Kayla got approached for some television program about child beauty pageants, her and Tommy are considering it."
"I still think my sister is insane for putting them in those stupid pageants. You don't plan on doing that to our kids, do you?" They had discussed the future a lot lately, deciding that they ultimately wanted marriage and kids once they were both finished with school and established in their careers.
She shrugged. "I don't know. If I did, I wouldn't go to the extent of what I've seen. She's not going crazy like those other nut job mothers, Kayla just wants to carry on the tradition from when she and your sisters and your mom did them. If you think pageant moms are bad, you should see ice skating and dance moms, they're twenty times worse. Thank goodness my mom wasn't one of them. Actually, it was your "insane" sister that convinced me that I should enter Miss Teen Ventura County."
"She did, did she? I can definitely see you doing that, it fits your personality."
"Thanks. The girls are excited that we're all going to be at the pageant this weekend, you especially."
Sadie Belle was a four and a half year old sassy firecracker that talked a mile a minute and had adorable chubby cheeks that everybody wanted to pinch. Anna had just turned two in September and looked exactly like Kayla did when she was a toddler, although Anna was definitely more of a quiet baby doll type mixed in with a little fashionista. Billy absolutely adored the girls, and they constantly doted on him. He had actually walked on stage with Sadie Belle a few times when she was younger, and Billy already knew that he would most likely be doing it with Anna at this pageant. Billy, Delilah, Rachelle, and Jennifer were all going to Steverson Ranch this weekend for the pageant as well as Mamie and Papie's 50th wedding anniversary party, where all 200 Steversons would be. Every time the Steversons got together, it was a grand affair with lots of games and food and fun for everybody. "I'm excited to see them, also."
"They want you to be their unicorn."
Billy laughed as he stroked Delilah's arm. "I don't know about the unicorn bit, but I'm sure we'll work something out." There was a brief silence, and he couldn't think of a better moment to speak his mind. "Hey, Delilah?"
"Mmm, yeah, Babeadee?" Delilah yawned her adorable kitty cat yawn.
He tilted her chin to look at him and stared fondly into her beautiful sleepy eyes as his other arm wrapped around the back of her shoulders. "I just wanted to say that I really love having you here. I always enjoy your company, but especially when I come home, it makes me very happy and you just bring a certain element to the place. You mean the world to me, words can not express how much I love you." He leaned in and gave her a tender kiss. When Billy pulled away, Delilah saw his eyes were twinkling with happiness and a smile was on his face. It was one of the sweetest things a man had ever said to her, and it was too much. She buried her head in his shoulder and burst into tears, causing his smile to dissipate into a look of worry as he rubbed her shoulder, trying to get her to look at him. "Sweetheart, what's wrong? Was it something I said?"
Delilah shook her head. "No, not at all. It was beautiful." She looked into his eyes, hers were still filled with tears. "I love you, too. You're such a huge part of my life, and I knew you would be the moment I first saw you when I was twelve. There's days where I can't believe that we're actually together and how you picked me over all the other girls that throw themselves at you."
"Then why are you crying?"
Delilah took a deep breath, dreading discussing this with him, because it was one of her biggest worries. While she knew she could tell Billy anything, it was hard to talk about this topic in particular, she wanted to come off as strong rather than clingy. "Christine feels the same way about you, too, and for longer than I have. She resents me because we're together, on top of everything else. I have almost everything, why can't I have it all, my sister and the man I love? I just want all of us to be happy, but I know that she's still pining over you. Christine comes off as nasty and manipulative, except I want to believe she has good in her heart somewhere. Billy, I love you and you're the only guy for me, but I know I can be a lot to deal with sometimes because of all my issues." Her eyes watered again as her heart filled with sadness and her voice cracked. "It makes me worry that one day you'll realize you have loved Christine all along and leave me for her. If that happened, I couldn't bear it." She blinked and started crying again at the thought of one of her worst fears becoming real: Billy with Christine, which for the latter would be her biggest dream come true.
What Billy didn't know is that the reason why Delilah had fallen asleep so early was because she had been crying on the phone to Jennifer for about an hour and a half. The rest of her text message had read: "I know how you fall asleep when you cry a lot, so don't worry. Billy is absolutely Radio Lady Gaga for you, and that's saying a lot coming from his ex-girlfriend, especially one that tried to break it up. There's no way he's gonna let that pathetic excuse of an older sister steal him away, not even if the world ended. Home bitch better change her ways or she'll end up alone with her nasty ass self and her nasty ass ass. If she tries anything, she'll be getting an old school beat down from yours truly. Hang in there, baby girl. Chat more tomorrow at PiYo! 3 Jennie J".
Jennifer always knew what to say, and Delilah knew that she had a friend for life in her. In a lot of ways, Jennifer was the big sister she always wanted Christine to be. Even though they were extremely close, Delilah felt like she couldn't bring this up with Rachelle, worrying it would just upset her mom, regardless of that she already knew and had been very supportive.
Billy wiped Delilah's tears away with his finger. He hated seeing her crying or in pain, all he wanted was to keep her safe and sound. "Awww, Tiger Lily. Please don't cry, it breaks my heart to see you so sad. There's no way in hell that would ever happen. Christine and I, we're just friends and that's all we'll ever be. Actually, we haven't been as close lately because I don't like the way she treats you. I wouldn't hook up with Christine if I had somebody else's dick." Delilah started laughing, which made him laugh also. "Sorry to be graphic, I just want you to know how serious I am. I'd have to be highly medicated or roofied to hook up with her, and even then I would still pick you. Delilah, I am 100 % devoted to you, I always will be and nothing will change that. You mean too damn much to me and I won't let anything tear us apart, you're my everything." He kissed the tears away on her cheeks. "All mine and nobody else's, forever." Billy leaned in, giving her a fervent kiss and holding her tightly to his upper body, which she reciprocated as she wrapped her arms around his neck while he fully got on top of her as they made out.
"My sweet, sexy, amazing girl." He said in between kisses, moving from her jaw to her neck while he pushed her breasts up out of her top. "With phenomenal, perfect breasts." Billy began massaging them as he hungrily took her left nipple in his mouth. Delilah sighed and threw her head back, gripping his hair as he alternated between breasts, only pausing to throw her top off and kiss her again before going back to her nipples, building up the speed until they were completely stiffened. Billy had been with his fair share of girls and even some women, cougars went nuts for him, but Delilah was by far his favorite. It wasn't just because of her slamming physique or her spectacular breasts or how unbelievable her tightness felt wrapped around his ten and a half inches or even her moans and sighs being the sexiest thing he had ever heard. Delilah had a natural sexiness to her, it was that she seemed to truly enjoy their intimate moments and he truly enjoyed both pleasuring and teaching. Then again, Billy was so crazy about Delilah that he'd do just about anything for her.
"Billy, wait." He had made a path of kisses to her lower regions, but looked up after peeling her panties off. Even in the darkness, he could still see that adorable blush that spread across her cheeks with her legs over his shoulders, his arms hooked underneath her thighs and his head hovering over her stomach, so close to her most private area that his fingers had already began teasing, revealing that she was soaking for him. "I don't know, it's dirty."
He smiled at how bashful she had suddenly become and kissed her navel. "You're so adorable when you get all shy in bed. It's not dirty, it's oral love, honey. You don't have to be uncomfortable, you're just getting used to it. Please let me satisfy you, darlin'? I promise you'll like it, just like last time, and I promise I'll stop if you want me to." Even though Delilah had unbelievable sexual energy, she still held back on certain things, like when he wanted to go down on her.
Delilah exhaled and nodded. "Ok, we can give it another try." The smile on Billy's face was more than worth it. Besides, she had heard from her girlfriends that cunnilingus was actually very enjoyable when done correctly, and she wanted to broaden her sexual horizons. He began to gently lick around her clit before switching to the outlines of her lips, all the while stroking the insides of her thighs with his hands. The feel of his hot breath on her and where his face was had Delilah both moaning and nervously giggling, the latter making her feel like such an idiot because she couldn't keep it under control.
Billy took hold of her hands and intertwined their fingers to relax her as he continued, loving her peach blossom taste and scent, it was so clean and heavenly. As he flicked her clitoris with his tongue ever so lightly, the stimulation made her gasp, prompting him to continue and pick up the speed, his hands fondling her breasts. Delilah grabbed his right hand and began sucking on his fingers, one by one, which caused him to groan, the vibration delighting her. Billy finally slid his tongue inside her opening, licking her in waves at just the right speed. The more she moaned, the deeper he went until he inserted two fingers, moving in unison with his tongue.
"Ahhh, Billy, this feels so weird... And so wonderful. I've never felt like- Oh, God!" Delilah's moans turned into an elongated screech as he sucked on her clit whilst licking and fingering, her legs began to tremble. Billy secured both of his hands on her butt to steady her as he lapped up her flowing juices, Delilah moaning and spasming above him as she came repeatedly. He wiped his mouth off (she still felt odd about kissing him after that), moved back up and held her in his arms as her climax rode itself out. Once Delilah's body stopped shaking and her panting breaths decreased a few minutes later, she felt Billy kissing her neck. "Wow, Billy…"
He smiled. "I told you that you'd like it, Chickpea."
"Now I'm fully awake, but I couldn't help noticing that you're not completely naked."
"Hmm?" Before Billy could respond, Delilah hooked her legs around his waist and sent him on his back, laying on top as she gave him a hard kiss and threw his towel off, her hand wrapping around his rigid member as she sucked on his tongue, which made him groan in her mouth and grip her sides. "God damn, Delilah. It's really sexy when you take charge, it makes me hot." He ran his fingers through her hair. "Such a turn on. Everything about you turns me on." She looked down and gave him a sexy smile.
"Anything for you, stud." For somebody that had been molested more than once, Delilah had a tendency to be lascivious. Except for this was something consensual with a person she loved and trusted, she felt comfortable instead of confused or scared. Billy was well aware of this and was very enduring with her and never pressured her to do anything she didn't want to do. He knew all her secrets, as she knew all of his.
Billy smirked, placing one hand on Delilah's hip and grabbing his rod, trying to plunge into her, but she sat up and placed her hands on his chest. He gave her a perplexed look as she wagged her finger back and forth.
"Ahh, ahh, ahh. Not yet. Be patient, I want my turn." She winked, watching his face relax again.
"Whatever you want, beautiful. You know I can't deny you. I'm all yours."
Delilah leaned in and gave him a lingering kiss, running her hands up his chest and began massaging his arms as she made her way downwards, stopping every so often to leave feathery pecks on his abs. She had a huge grin upon coming face to face with his shaft and licked her lips. "I've been thinking about this all day."
He smiled proudly, putting his hands behind his head. "Mmm, yeah? You like it, baby?"
Delilah looked over at him and shook her head. "No, I don't like it... I love it." Her eyes never left his as she lowered herself, laying flat on her stomach as she started tea bagging him while massaging his thighs, smiling as he moaned. Once his balls were nice and wet from being sucked on, she licked her hand and stroked his phallus. While they didn't have actual intercourse until Delilah was eighteen, they had still messed around somewhat, so she knew what she was doing. Delilah caught Billy's raptured gaze again as she gripped him and started tonguing underneath his head, all the while relaxing her jaw, before wrapping her lips around the top and gliding down, watching her super hot boyfriend become fevered with pleasure.
"Oh, God, Delilah. You- Whoa, are you ok?"
She had started gagging at the halfway point, but she looked at him and nodded, to which he smiled.
"It's okay, you don't have to get the whole thing in there, it's not a contest."
Delilah looked up at him and pouted hard, it was just too cute. "Hey, don't patronize me. We both know I can get the whole thing in." She took a deep breath and fully relaxed her throat and slowly slid all of him inside her mouth.
"I know. Mmm, yeah. Your mouth was born to blow me. All those Big Stick Popsicles over the years have really paid off."
She started flicking her tongue back and forth as she bobbed her head up and down, taking his entire length in her mouth. Billy loved it when she blew him. He loved watching her movements, the way she touched him, the feel of his whole member in her mouth.
Delilah loved giving Billy blow jobs, and not just because he always praised her whilst doing them. She loved how empowering it was, how she was in control of his pleasure and it really increased her arousal as well. Billy was the envy of all his friends, he rarely had to ask for a blow job, because Delilah did it wherever she could... While he was driving, in the shower, first thing in the morning to wake him up, at the movies, in the boys locker room at UCLA, the barn house at Steverson Ranch, a one time quickie in a public bathroom at the Groovy Girls pageant, another time when he had walked in the door...
"Not so much teeth- ahh, yeah, yes, that's perfect. You're perfect." Billy watched her through half open eyes and started stroking her hair. "Delilah, you're incredible, you drive me crazy. I love- OH, FUCK!" Delilah had applied firm pressure to the ridge of his cock, releasing and repeating, before popping him out of her mouth and licking him all the way from the bottom to the top. "You give the best head I've ever had in my life, ever." She looked at him seductively as she flicked her tongue against his frenulum, which made his pleasure spot flare up and his eyes widen as she took his whole length in her mouth again. "Babe, I'm gonna-"
Delilah took him out of her mouth and crawled back up, giving him an ardent kiss before he could finish the sentence. When she pulled away, he was grinning from ear to ear. "You're such a little tease, ya know that?" The foreplay had been excellent, now he just wanted to plow into her, but he wasn't complaining that her dominant side had come out to play.
"Yes, I know, but I like it and I know you do also." She placed her hands on his chest while positioning herself. "Just relax and enjoy the ride." Delilah straddled Billy and pushed down until his erection was all the way inside her, both of them moaning and groaning over the fit.
"God, you're so fucking tight and wet, I have to hold back from coming after a minute. I used to think the whole thing wouldn't even fit in." Billy placed his hands on her thighs and stared up at his sex goddess. Even if he had ejaculated at that moment, the luxury was allowed to him since Delilah had gone on the right birth control that wouldn't interfere with the other medications she was taking. Hopefully, the day would come when she wouldn't have to be on anything at all.
"I know, I love how you feel inside me. I want this to be a long ride." Delilah had a whole set routine in order to get maximum fulfillment. Starting off with slow circles, swiveling back and forth on his pole while Billy held onto her waist, both of them getting used to the position as he guided her. After about ten minutes, Delilah's inner femme fatale kicked in and stepped the game up. She put her hands on her hips, her lower body gyrating on him at a much faster pace. They were both moaning, this time, her more than him. Every time they got intimate like this, Delilah got an exciting rush that made her feel fearless and alive. There was something about being able to get Billy so aroused that turned her on, making Delilah feel proud that she knew how to satisfy her man.
"Oh, yeah! Spank me, Billy! Palm my ass like a basketball!" She let out an excited gasp that turned into a laugh when his hands landed firmly on her beautiful butt. He wrapped an arm around her waist and moved them backward so he was sitting up against the headboard.
"That's better, I wanna see my naughty, dirty girl." Billy placed his hand on the back of her head and gave her a sweet yet passionate kiss before kissing in between her breasts.
His dirty talk encouraged her to move faster. Delilah alternated between snaking her body and grinding on him, running her fingers through her hair, whipping it back and forth, winking at him every now and then with his hands on her hips and hers on his shoulders. Billy watched her sensual movements, how the light of the moon through the window reflected in her stunning almond shaped aquamarine eyes, the sweat rolling down her young body as if she were under a cascading waterfall in the Amazon. As he watched, he couldn't help but notice that every so often she'd glance over her shoulder in the mirror attached to Billy's dresser across from his bed or gaze out the window. "Delilah, are you watching yourself make love to me?"
She stopped and looked down. "What? No! You know that term weirds me out, Billy." Delilah scrunched up her nose and he laughed.
"Why? It's applicable here, we're in love, and you totally are watching yourself."
The blush returned and she started laughing like an idiot, something she always did whenever somebody said "making love". Delilah had to bite the inside of her cheeks to stop laughing. "I know we are, it's just odd to hear. It sounds like something our parents would say. Actually, it sounds like something your parents but especially your grandparents would say, my mom doesn't even say it and Christine refers to sex as "screwing, banging, and fucking". Maybe I'll learn to appreciate the term when I'm older, and okay, fine, I am watching myself. It turns me on that I'm the one that gets you this way. Is that bad?"
He sat up and wrapped his arms around her. "Not at all, you're too cute." Billy just gazed at her, enthralled. In his eyes, she was the eighth wonder of the world.
I'd be insane to ever let her go...
Delilah watched him with a dreamy look in his eyes. "Billy? Sweetie, you ok?" She gently shook his shoulders. "Don't fall asleep yet, we're not finished."
He shook himself out of the daydream. "Huh? Yeah, Lila, I'm fine and wide awake. Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you."
She smiled at him. Some days, it was hard to believe that her first big crush was now her actual boyfriend, but after all the privations, the universal dealer had finally dealt her a good hand in life's game of Black Jack.
We were meant to be together. Things aren't always ideal, but what couple is?
"I know, I'm lucky to have you, too."
Billy smiled as he leaned up to kiss her, Delilah putting her hands on his face to kiss him back. Whatever had been on their minds, their obligations and worries - School, work, the upcoming basketball game and dance competition, Angelo, Christine, Sadie Belle and Anna's pageant, Mamie and Papie's anniversary party, the future- it was all irrelevant, because their only focus right now was each other and nothing else mattered. Billy started bouncing Delilah on him faster as they made out before taking her by surprise when he pushed forward, sending Delilah on her back, which made them both laugh a little.
"You wanted a turn that badly, huh?"
He nodded. "Oh, yeah. I've been wanting to do this for the past hour, it's been making me wild." Billy pulled out, lifted her legs up and put her ankles on his shoulders as he got into the push up position and penetrated her as deep as he could, making Delilah gasp loudly.
"Ahh, Billy! I can feel every inch of you at this angle."
He started thrusting, increasing his speed to synchronize with her moans. "You're so fucking gorgeous, baby. I love you." Billy leaned down and kissed her.
Delilah was so overwhelmed by the pleasure that her mind was clouded and she was almost delirious. She grabbed his face, making sure he never stopped moving. "Harder, faster, deeper! Bang me like a Chinese gong! Now, Billy!" She slapped his ass with one hand, pushing him in further, before pulling him down in a scorching kiss. Their tongues began wrestling furiously as Billy plunged into her at lightning speed as they moaned into each other's mouths, only separating so he could throw his head back and roar in ecstasy.
"Fuck, Delilah! I love being this deep inside you, it's outstanding." Delilah was practically vibrating against him, the room filled with their sexual sounds and the rough slapping of his testicles against her ass.
"I know, baby. You're unbelievable. I love the way you drill me, just keep at it! Ahh, nail me, Billy!"
Billy looked down at her, both of them under the hypnosis of lust. "Yeah, is that what you want, you naughty girl?"
"Ye-AHWH! Oh, my gosh!" Billy moved her legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his back, lifting her butt up as he thrusted into her harder and faster, smacking her little ass, exactly what she wanted. He looked down at Delilah, she looked incredibly beautiful in the thralls of passion, being with her this zealously was wonderful. Billy sat up and turned them around, laying her head on the pillows and rested Delilah's back on his thighs so he could kiss her, holding onto her ribs as he pounded her.
"Your cock is shaking me!" Billy had to do everything not to laugh, instantly thinking back on Viscous Circle, their favorite Dane Cook special, where that quote had come from. They both knew that they were about to hit their peak.
"Billy, I love you. I'm so close, I'm almost there. Don't turn this duet into a solo." She tucked her legs under his thighs.
"Of course not, angel eyes. I'd never let you cum alone. I- OH GOD, DELILAH!"
"BILLY!"
She let out a loud shriek as he propelled into her with everything he had, their moans and screams in unison. Thank God that his parents weren't there, they would have woken up the whole house, and he was pretty positive the houses on either side and behind heard the noise, but he didn't care right now. His smoking hot girlfriend's climaxes were well worth any Home Owner's Association fines he'd have to pay. They passionately kissed as Billy shuddered and erupted inside of her with Delilah's legs shaking beneath him. With one final push, the ride was over, it had been a real California Screamin' in O-Town. Their lips separated, panting heavily, both of their bodies glistening with sweat. Billy stayed inside of her until he felt his hard on deflating while Delilah's arms remained wrapped around his neck. She opened her eyes and they stared at one another, too drained and satisfied to say anything.
"Hi." He whispered.
"Hi." She whispered back.
Billy leaned in to kiss her when Delilah's legs gave out.
"Whoa!" She fell back on the mattress, taking him down with her. They both started laughing.
"Are you ok?" Billy smoothed her wet, matted bangs off her forehead as her hair fanned out on the pillow.
Delilah nodded. "My legs are asleep, but I'm fan-freaking-tastic. Wow, that was staggering, Billy."
He smiled and kissed her forehead. "Mind blowing is more like it. I love when your inner bad girl comes out, what brought it on?"
"It was probably this Jackie Collins book I was reading." She couldn't help but start laughing. "I'm messing with you. I don't know, you're a sexy guy, and I just feel like I can let loose and be myself in bed." Delilah yawned and gave him a dreamy smile.
He gazed down at his princess. "I know, and I feel the same way." Billy gave her an affectionate kiss and pulled back to see her eyes closed. "I'm officially spent, Tiger Lily."
"Mmhmm. Me too."
Billy smiled and pulled the sheets over their bodies as Delilah cuddled up against him, placing her left hand on his right shoulder and resting her head on his chest. He grabbed his phone and typed out a group text to Rachelle, Jennifer, Mamie, his mom Sharon, and his four sisters Michelle, Brooke, Rebecca, and Kayla.
"Ladies, all bets are off. I absolutely adore this girl, she's the best thing to ever happen to me and she's the one. I think it's time to make Delilah an official Steverson and ask her to marry me. We'll get into more details this weekend before the girl's pageant and the anniversary, let's keep it on the down low, I want it to be a surprise proposal. ;P"
Billy chuckled to himself, knowing they would all be thrilled that he was finally ready to propose. Delilah was the best thing to ever happen to him and he loved her with all his heart, they would spend the rest of their lives together. He snuggled into the bed and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her in closer to him. "Delilah?"
"Hmm?"
Billy leaned into her ear. "I love you so much, my Chickpea." He murmured and kissed her on the lips and shoulder. "Sweet dreams, baby."
"I love you, too, Babeadee." Right when Billy closed his eyes, she spoke again. "Hey, Billy?"
"Yeah?"
She yawned one final time. "Ever thine, ever mine, ever ours."
He smirked and hugged her tighter as they both drifted off into a blissful sleep.

Billy woke up and instinctively looked over, even though he knew Delilah wouldn't be in his bed, where he was met with further disappointment, how something that was once so routine was now completely missing. What he was met with was the mess of his own arousal. "Damn it." He mumbled under his breath and immediately got up, ripping the sheets off of the bed and feeling rather embarrassed because he hadn't had a wet dream in fifteen years, but this had been a rather torrid one at that.
Thank God there's extra sheets on this floor.
As he took a shower and began getting ready for the day, he reflected back on his dream. Even back then, Delilah was worried about something happening between him and Christine, he should have known better. Another thing that irked him was the date that it actually happened. October 20th, 2008, the day where they had had a beautiful session of love making and he decided he was ready to propose to her. It was hard to believe that three years later, on that exact date, that he would be without Delilah and that Billy himself would be standing in front of the mirror preparing to commit suicide. How he wished he could go back and change the past, but he couldn't. All that could be done was to mend the present to secure something for the future.
Billy looked in the mirror now and noticed how he aged in the past year and a half. His skin was pale, his face a little too thin, and he had dark circles under his eyes, not counting the shiner that Daryl had given him the day before. He was absolutely miserable, and he needed to fix it. Delilah was his one and only, and he had to make things right. Billy knew she still had feelings for him, he had to get her to admit it once and for all, but he didn't want to force it out of her. If anything, he wanted to tell her why and how he was truly remorseful, maybe that would coax her to reveal herself, because the confusion wasn't fair to either of them. Tara had told him to be patient but follow his heart, and that's exactly what he was going to do. After checking on the soundly sleeping twins, Billy got dressed and quietly walked out of the room, knowing exactly what needed to be said and done, deciding that now was the most opportune time to do so.

Delilah woke up, looking over to see that Rick wasn't in her bed, just like he hadn't been for almost a week, and remembered their discussions from yesterday and her behavior.
This is my fault, I'm pushing him away. Does he know how I'm feeling about Billy? Rick's a smart man, he has to have a hunch, but why hasn't he approached me yet? Is he that willing to let me go? Have the past almost three months meant nothing to him, am I just a rebound? No, he loves me! Right?
She didn't want to lose him, but she needed to be mature and figure out where her heart would land in regards to who her feelings were directed at the most. Like she had for the past week, Delilah had another dream about Billy, this one had been based on when she confessed to him her ultimate worry that he would leave her for Christine. At this point, that had become almost like a premonition, but the feelings and passion from that moment were haunting, just like yesterday. It made her feel particularly guilty, Delilah was in a committed relationship with another man, she had no right to be having sexual dreams about her ex fiance, or what followed. Delilah looked down to see that her pajama bottoms were soaked. "Damn it!" She scolded herself and flung her legs over the bed, stripping her clothes off and putting her hair in a bun before hopping into the shower.
As she lathered, rinsed, and repeated, Delilah still reflected on the dream and why all of this was happening. Was it fate telling her she was meant to be with Billy instead of Rick? It couldn't be, how could they ever be together again after everything that happened? He's the father of her sister's children and left her for dead! It would be insane to start up with him again, she might as well throw herself off a bridge. At the same time, she was unable to shake off her feelings.
They had history between them and Billy had been such an integral part of her life for over ten years, he was so many firsts for her. Her first big crush, her first serious boyfriend, her first love, he had taken her virginity and been the first man she ever had sex with, her first fiance. It would have been selfish and abnormal if she didn't feel anything at all. On the other hand, he was also the first person to deceive her, but unlike Christine, Delilah could tell that Billy was completely distraught over the turn of events and how he had wanted to stop it. Could she really hold the whole thing against him? She had taken Effexor long ago, it had pretty much made her a zombie, and she couldn't help but empathize with him. The game that most little girls play of "He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not" while plucking petals off of flowers was now replaced in Delilah's mind by "I think I love him, No, I hate him!, I think I love him, No, I hate him!" It was driving her bonkers that she couldn't make up her damn mind. Perhaps she was being stubborn and should just hear what he had to say, but not right now. Delilah got dressed and grabbed her now defunct iPhone, which was now pretty much an iPod that had been unused for so long, and bolted out of her room. She needed to clear her head and let it out before she exploded.

Billy had just closed the door to his room and was about to open the stairwell door to the fourth floor when he heard heavy footsteps. He opened the door slightly and peeked through to see Delilah trotting down the stairs with her headphones in her ears. Looking at his watch, he saw that it was 7:25 am, which was odd considering Delilah rarely got up that early, she used to sleep in until the afternoon some days. She appeared to be troubled by her body language and the gloomy look on her face, which was all the more indicator that he wasn't alone in having conflicted feelings for each other. To Billy, it was validating and unfortunate, they both deserved to get to the bottom and figure this all out before one of them exploded from frustration, they owed it to not only themselves, but to each other as well. He waited until hearing the bottom level stairwell door open and close before following Delilah wherever she was going.
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