After Crystal and the other assistant finished the nightly checklist and Whip was satisfied with everything, they headed off to the hotel. Joey and Shay were waiting for them in the lobby. They all walked up to the room together, Lance's arm wrapped protectively around Whip's waist. She was still sore and the bruises on her body sparked fury in Lance everytime he saw them, but he kept telling himself that it could have been a whole lot worse. Once they got upstairs, Joey and Shay went down to their room to change, saying they'd be down in just a few minutes. Whip and Lance entered their room and immediately he pulled her up in his arms, kissing her gently.
"What was that for, not that I'm complaining."
"Just because."
"Well, how about we do that again, just for good measure," Whip smiled up at him, "Ya know, just to make sure to make sure."
"Ooo....." Lance grinned and leaned down to kiss her again. The softness of his touch made Whip want more. She snaked her hand up around his neck and parted her mouth, running her tongue over his bottom lip. Lance groaned and nibbled along her lips, replacing his lips with his tongue and making her moan in return. A knock at the door, caused them to part and Lance kissed her once more, quickly, before turning to open the door. Shay and Joey's smiling faces greeted him and he stepped back to let them in, locking the door again behind them. Joey had a bag with him and Lance watched as he set it down on the table and began to unload it. The first things to come out were 4 bottles of tequila. Lance's eyes widened as he continued to pull out numerous smaller bottles of various alcohol, shot glasses, a bottle of pineapple juice and finally what looked like a board game.
"Joe, man....what...are...you...doing?"
"Well, I figured since it wasn't safe to go out, we'd have our own little party right here. Shay and I bought this drinking game and we haven't had a chance to play it yet.....figured we'd all have some fun with it."
Shay walked over to the table, taking in the wide assortment of liquor and when her eyes settled on the game, she looked at Joey and grinned.
"Truth or dare?"
"Yep, and it gets a little naughty too." Joey winked and Shay shook her head, coming up to embrace Whip.
"Look, we trust you guys. Justin would take it too far, Chris would just be way too silly with it and JC....well, JC is another thing all together. He'd probably be too embarassed. We know you two well enough to trust you that this won't go too far and feelings won't be hurt. It's just a little harmless fun, okay?" Whip nodded and smirked, eyeing Lance.
"Oh, I think I can handle that. I'm in the mood for a little fun. The question is, can you handle it baby?" Sauntering over to Lance, she pressed herself up against him, wiggling her hips a little and placing her hands on his waist. A mischievious smile crossed his face and he leaned down, whispering in her ear.
"You know I can handle it naughty baby." Whip shivered at the implication and turned back to Joey and Shay, smiling brightly.
Joey clapped his hands together and rubbed them vigorously. Shay decided to order some snacks and finger foods from room service so they would have some things to munch on and wouldn't get drunk too quickly. While she ordered, Joey and Lance set up the table, moving it to the center of the room and setting up the game. Whip went to change clothes and when she got back, everyone was ready to begin. She took her seat, opposite Shay, with Joey on her right and Lance on her left. She eyed the game curiously. There was a gameboard with squares, like any game. It also had two piles of cards and four small shot glasses. Joey had already filled the four shot glasses and was holding the dice, nearly bouncing in his seat with excitement. They each rolled to see who would go first and Shay got to start. She rolled again and moved her piece, immediately landing on a truth or dare square. She picked up a card off the correct pile and read it aloud.
"Truth, have you ever been tied up during sex," Shay was giggling already and Whip had to laugh too, "Dare, if you choose not to answer, you must pretend to be having an orgasm....loudly. If you are too chicken to perform this dare, you must remove an article of clothing and drink the shot." Joey's eyes lit up at that last part and Whip giggled. This was definitely going to be interesting. Shay faked the orgasm like a pro and it was Joey's turn next. He landed on a dare square and picked up a card.
"You must give the person to your immediate left a lap dance. If you are too chicken to perform this dare, remove an article of clothing and take a shot."
Joey grinned at Whip. Oh shit, she thought as he pushed his chair back and got up. Turning red, Whip watched as he started gyrating and turned around, wiggling his butt right in front of her face. Then, he turned and reached around her, grabbing the back of her chair while thrusting. Whip was laughing so hard her belly hurt. Lance and Shay were howling at the table and when Joey finally finished, Whip was near tears. It took a few minutes before Whip could quit giggling long enough to take her turn. She rolled the dice and landed on a dare square. She noticed that there were quite a few of them on the board and she picked up a card.
"Dare, you must let yourself be blindfolded and sit in a chair. The other players will decide on who will be the kisser. You must sit there, while that person kisses you, on the lips for 20 seconds. If you are too chicken to perform this dare, you must remove an article of clothing and take a shot." Whip looked up at the others who were grinning at each other. Uh-oh.
"Oh what the hell," Whip said smiling, "You only live once."
She sat in the chair as Lance found a handkerchief to blindfold her with. He tied it around her head, making sure her eyes were completely covered. Whip could hear them whispering and she was ready to tell them to hurry up when she felt someone's lips touch hers tentatively. She knew immediately that it wasn't Lance and instinctively, she started to pull away, but a hand on the back of her neck stopped her from going anywhere. When the 20 seconds were done, Whip hurriedly yanked off the blindfold to find Shay grinning down at her. Whip's mouth formed an O and she blinked her eyes. Joey and Lance burst out laughing and high-fived each other. Shay winked at Whip and returned to her seat, giggling.
"So, how'd ya like that kiss," Joey asked her, eyeing her intently. Shay wasn't going to let him get the best of her.
"Well Joey, you might just have some competition here," she shot back, "If she kisses like that all the time, I might just have to fight ya for her."
Shay howled and Lance nearly fell out of his chair, laughing. Joey just snorted and grinned at Whip. Lance gained his composure, somewhat and rolled the dice. The square he landed on, told him to immediately take a shot and remove an article of clothing. Sticking out his tongue, he picked up the shot glass, downed it and proceeded to take off one shoe, tossing it over by the bed. Just as Shay was about to roll the dice, there was a knock at the door and Joey and Lance looked at each other, serious now. They both got up, walking over to the door. Whip's stomach went up into her throat and Shay came over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder, reassuringly. Joey opened the door a crack and his shoulders slumped when he realized it was just room service, delivering their snacks. The young man wheeled the cart inside and Joey tipped him before locking the door behind him again. Lance followed him back to the table and he grinned, a little embarassed.
"Okay," Joey said, "Now we got our food, let's get wild."
Whip, Lance, and Shay laughed nervously and they took the cover off the tray, revealing an assortment of fruits, cheeses, crackers, and tiny sandwiches. They each took some and returned to the table.
"Who's turn?" Joey asked. Shay just raised her hand, as her mouth was full. She picked up the dice and rolled. This time her dare was to flash everyone and she refused so she took her shot and removed one of her own shoes. Joey went next and ended up having to flirt with Lance. Whip lost it watching Lance slap Joey's hand away when he tried to run it through Lance's hair. Once again though, it was her turn and Whip had to take her shot and remove an item of clothing. They played for three hours and Whip's stomach hurt from laughing. They had had to do a multitude of crazy things, from doing a headstand for 1 minute to giving a member of the opposite sex a sexy back massage to Joey running around the room when Lance tried to kiss him. They were all more than a little drunk and Whip was glad they had decided to do this tonight.
When it came to her turn again, she was dared to give the person on her left a body shot. Smiling wickedly, she poured a shot of tequila, grabbed the salt shaker and a lemon wedge from the cart. Lance's chest was already bare. In fact, he was down to his boxer-briefs. Whip gently put the lemon wedge between his lips, smirking when he grimaced at the taste. Stooping over, she settled the shot glass in between his legs, careful not to spill any. Slowly, she rose and flicked out her tongue, trailing it up his bare chest. Lance's hands tightened on the arms of the chair, turning his knuckles white and Whip smiled up at him. She took the salt shaker and tipped it, letting some spill out on his chest. She set the shaker on the table and turned back to him. Lance's eyes widened as Whip bent to lick up the salt, making sure she got every grain. Her tongue snaked out, licking her lips and she knelt down in front of him, letting her mouth cover the rim of the glass completely. Using her teeth to steady it, she jerked her head back, letting the liquid burn it's way down her throat. She brought her head forward again, meeting Lance's intent gaze and slowly, torturously rose to his lips. Leaving the lemon in his mouth, Whip sucked on it, eliciting a low whistle from Joey. A satisfied smile tracing her lips, Whip moved away from Lance and sat in her chair again.
"Holy fuck man," Joey's eyes were wide as he stared at Lance, "I can see why you like her." Whip giggled and leaned up to high-five Shay when she reached her hand out across the table. Lance just stared at Whip, the lemon wedge still perched between his lips.
"Hey, earth to Lance," Shay said, waving her hand in front of his face. Lance blinked and looked at Shay, spitting out the lemon and grinning sheepishly. He peered at Whip again and she winked at him, letting him know that later she planned on continuing what that had started.