Can You Teach Me? (Parts 201+)

Part 212 No Time Like The Present!

@Je11ybean262. Love all the comments, you keep me smiling and writing. Thanks for the support on all my stories. And even though I did not get to writing Owen and Silas' one shot in "In Dark Times", I hope you enjoy the Owen and Sean time in this one.

Part 212 - Saturday December 21st

Sang's POV

I reached forward with tentative hands, then began undoing the knot of Owen's tie. "Will you be able to save me Miss Sorenson? Or did I tie a noose around my neck on accident?"

"I believe I can get you out of this mess. And if by some mistake, I accidentally choke you with the tie... Dr. Sean is right here and can give you mouth to mouth recitation."

"I am NOT putting this gorgeous mouth of mine anywhere near Owen's... Unless he gives me apple pie first, of course."

I giggled at Sean's teasing and Owen's resulting side smirk at his best friend. "Don't worry Mr. Blackbourne, I think I almost got it... THERE!" I had undone the tie and tiny buttons on his collar, then slid his tie from his neck. Sean took the tie out of my hand and threw it on Owen's bed. I was feeling a little frisky, and was curious what Sean would do with each button I unbuttoned on Owen's shirt. No time like the present!

"Let me just help you out of this stiff collar." I stuck my tongue out the side of my mouth as I concentrated on the button at the top of Owen's shirt. His collar was stiff with starch and hard to undo, but I finally got it. As soon as the top button was undone, Sean pulled the pins out of my hair and laced his fingers in the back of my hair against my head, massaging my scalp gently. "Mmmmm." My eyes closed, that feels so good!

Owen cleared his throat and I peeked at him behind half closed eyelashes. I blushed as I went to the second button, popping it through the hole. Sean's hands dropped to my neck and he rubbed his thumbs in a circular motion on the sides of my neck. "Ohhhhhhh." I groaned. Why do I have knots in my neck?

"Sean, you keep distracting my lifesaver." Owen chided.

"Like you didn't distract her with all that kissing? At least I am giving something back, you were just taking." Sean defended.

Owen's face fell from his sort of smile to a very sad look. Even his shoulders sunk minutely. I needed to get us back on track, back to happy. "Is this button," pointing at the third button, "too hard to undo? Don't worry Mr. Blackbourne, I would never leave you helpless." Sean chuckled behind me and I undid Owen's third button.

Sean slid his hands down to the top of my shoulders and began kneading the muscles. I tried my best to keep my focus on Owen. Touching his fourth button, I twisted it right then left before pushing the white button through the hole. I let my fingers trace the top of his abs inside his shirt. Owen's eyes swirled with a liquid silver glint. Sean moved his hands to the top of my back, either side of my spine, and he pushed on the muscles with strong fingers. My nails dug into Owen's abs just a bit as sparks flew through my body.

Owen grunted. I looked up at him but he was conversing with Sean with his eyes. I took the fifth button, that is just above his belly button and pulled the shirt toward me. I looked down, inside his shirt, drooling over his abs. "Was your father an art thief, Mr. Blackbourne?"

"What?" His eyebrows scrunched together and he looked a bit angry I would ask something about his dad. I felt Sean's body shake behind me, realizing he was fighting laughter.

I looked up into Owen's eyes, "An art thief! Because you are a masterpiece...Mr. Blackbourne." I purred his name and swirled my finger around his belly button. He looked stunned. I have never seen shock like that on Mr. Blackbourne.

"Naughty, naughty, Pookie." Sean murmured in my ear, his chin resting on my shoulder and his hands slid down the side of my body to my hips. His fingers rested on my hips and his thumbs rubbed the small of my back. He kissed just under my earlobe and I shivered.

I started pulling Owen's shirt out of his suit pants and he just stood there, allowing me to manipulate his clothing. I unbuttoned the sixth button, at the level of his belt. "This morning, when I got to sit on Santa's lap... Do you know what I asked him for?"

"I do not. Will you share that with us, Sang?" He had a look of rapt interest.

"Don't get upset if a fat man covers you in a red bag at night. It's just Santa collecting my presents." Owen smiled a real smile.

"Miss Sorenson, Sang, Love. You are just so beautiful I forgot my pick up line."

"Ha ha ha. Pookie, you don't need to send a fat man to get me. I'm already yours. You know, they say kissing is a language of love. Can we have a conversation?"

"Only AFTER she finishes her current task, Sean." I quickly undid the last button, eager to have a 'conversation' with Sean. "May I barrow a kiss, my love? I promise I'll give it back."

Sean stepped forward, pushing my body into Owen's just as he covered my mouth with his lips. I felt Sean squeezing my hips with his hands and Owen's fingers tickled up and down my arms as he was kissing my exposed neck. I didn't know who to hold. I wound my arm behind Sean's head and ran my hand across Owen's chest.

We were all getting lost in the moment when Owen straightened up. Sean backed off immediately, too. We could hear the rest of the guys singing fairly loudly. It wasn't great singing and they continued to get louder and louder.

"Sounds like they are all ready for Christmas presents. I better get changed." I told them.

Owen opened his bedroom door where I could hear clearly what the boys were singing. "Here we sit like dogs in the wilderness, dogs in the wilderness, dogs in the wilderness. Here we sit like dogs in the wilderness, waiting for Mr. B, Doc and Sang."

Sean and Owen grabbed their things and stepped out of the room. I quickly put on my Christmas pajama bottoms and white tank top with a big Rudolf on the front. I am excited for my boys to participate in my Christmas gift activity.

I skipped out of the room, Owen was waiting outside the door, holding his and Sean's clothes. "Go join the others, Sang. I'll be right there." I went up on tip toes and kissed his luscious lips.

"Don't take long, Owen."