A Cousins Introduction (Closed for Yourethatguy)

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Bex smiled in enthusiastic excitement as she danced around the kitchen with your four month old niece resting against the natural curve of her hip, the family had come together and were currently preparing for a family BBQ to celebrate her older cousin Jackson's birthday.

Bex and Jackson had been considerably close growing up until his father had decided to move his family back to New York leaving her longing to have her best friend back because to her he wasn't just her cousin or best friend but like the big brother she'd never had.

Bex however did take comfort in the fact that Jackson was now serving in the United States Airforce and was stationed in the UK meaning they got to spend more time together and she got to perv over his hot friends who he refused to set her up with.

A small giggle left Bex's lips as Alexa lightly patted her tiny hands against her cheek as the song changed. "You looking forward to seeing Uncle Jackson and his friend too bubby?" she cooed as one of her favourite songs started to play and she happily danced with a baby.

"Ahh... look at my little cousin all grown up." Bex stopped dancing and turned to face the kitchen door way at the sound of Jackson's teasing voice. If she didn't have her niece in her arms then she would have given him the middle finger however her words seemed to get stuck in her throat at the sight of the stranger stood beside him.
 
It'd taken Jackson a bit to convince Max to get off the base and come to a family function. Although Max had changed a lot since joining the Air Force, he wasn't great with people. Machines, he understood.

On a good day, individual persons, he could muddle through. People, not so much. So the idea of attending a family function where Jackson was the only person he knew sounded like hell. But Jax was right. There was only so much you could do on base when your off duty. Work out. Or play video games. Read a book. Max needed to get off the base, and he never turned down a free meal away from the mess hall.

Going in civies, he kept it simple, jeans and a t-shirt. Walking behind Jax, he was suddenly staring a cute girl with a baby on her hip. He quickly ran through his recollection of Jax's conversations about his family. Jax had talked about his cousin Bex a lot. (As far as he could recall, she didn't have a baby… or a boyfriend.)

All grown up…

He happened to left out the fact that he was exactly Max's type. Max had always been clean-cut, but he had this soft spot for the 'wild child' punk girls.

Max stood there dumbly for a second before his brain kicked into gear.

He started making silly faces at the baby from behind Jax's back. Some else's babies were fine. He could try to make them laugh, and if that didn't work, it wasn't his problem.

Then he finally made eye contact with the girl and said, "You must be Bex. I'm Max."

He gave a little wave and really wished Jax would get the hell out of the way so he could try moving closer.
 
"Please to meet you Max. This is Alexa our neice." She answered, ltaking a moment to drink in what she could see of his appearance this man was someone she was sure Jackson had deliberately kept hidden from her. He was everything physically she desired in a man and the fact he was military too was an added bonus.

Bex stepped towards the two men and gently shoved Jackson to the side making the baby in her arms giggle at Jacksons over dramatic response. "Drama queen. Stop being rude and let your friend in." She lightly scolded, her stomach summersalting slightly at the shy smile Max seemed to shoot her way.

Jackson rolled his eyes at her his little cousin there was a reason she had yet to meet Max and it was because he was had a thing for girls like Bex, curvaceous, piercings like the ones she had in her ears, nose and nipples. Not that he'd needed to learn that bit of information his cousin had drunkly bestowed upon him and she was a sucker for a man with tattoos and a uniform.

As much as Jackson loved his little cousin he wanted to protect her from becoming an military girlfriend, all the worry and fear. He didn't want that for her but he knew ilf anyone could be good to her it would be Max.
 
"May I," Max held out his hands to the baby. "My sister in the states has an eight-month-old. I got to be there for the birth while I was on leave, but now I just get to see them on Skype."

Babies tended to be fascinated with Max's tattoos. Max had been clean-cut, but since joining the airforce, he'd started getting tattoos. (Nothing that would show under full uniform, of course) It was kind of a hodgepodge of nerd ephemera—dragons, comic book characters, etc. crawling up his arms. (Before the Air Force, Max had been a 'geek.' But hey, he liked machines and computers and now he got to fix million-dollar airplanes.)
 
Bex smiled as Alexa seemed to gently pat his tattoo covered arm, "I'd love kids one day but being around this one is enough to settle my itch for a while." She giggled softly totally oblivious to the fact Jackson was still stood there watching the three of them interact with one another.

"So how long have you been in the airforce and what do you do?" She questioned, walking over to the fridge Alexa bouncing on her hip in an attempt to get back to Max while she grabbed them both a beer. He certainly had her curiosity spiked and the fact Alexa who was a fussy sod when it came to new people liked him it was a win for her.
 
"Yeah, someone else's kids are great. You get the fun parts, and when the eventual meltdown happens, you get to hand them off to mom or dad."

He smiled and accepted a beer from her. "I've been in for four years. I always liked working with machines, and they let me take apart fighter jets. Eventually, they ask me to reassemble them."
 
Bex smiled as she watched Alexa go back to patting Max's arm. "That sounds actually really interesting and I totally agree with you on the baby part." She chuckled softly and she could tell by Max's body language he seemed to like it when she laughed.

This guy was her ideal dream, she wasn't naive enough to think anything beyond friendship would come of it, but a it couldn't hurt a girl to dream right?

She would love to see what was beneath his clothes but that was something she would leave to her imagination on those cold lonely nights when it was just herself and her vibrator for company.
 
"Though I have had a bit of experience with the less fun baby stuff. My sis had some issues during the birth, nothing major just enough to take her out of commission for a week." Max blew raspberries at Alexa. "So, until I had to ship out again, I stuck around and helped her out. It was a crash course in baby wrangling. Sitcoms and such make changing a diaper look like it's a lot more difficult than it is."

Keep talking about the baby, and maybe Jax will get bored and fuck off to visit the rest of his family.
 
Bex chuckled warmly as Alexa giggled and seemed to reach out for Max, making the young woman smile at how quickly the baby in her arms had taken to the handsome stranger. Granted Bex wasn't her mother by blood but she spent more time taking care of the infant than her parents did and could totally relate to Max's experiences.

She glanced to the left of him to see her cousin had left the three of them alone no doubt he'd grown tried of them talking about Alexa. It wasn't that Jackson didn't like Alexa he loved her but he wasn't one for kids especially ones as young as Alexa.

"Would you and your girlfriend like to have kids one day?" She asked, she had no idea if he had a girlfriend or not but how could a handsome guy like Max not. She was totally fishing for information and given they had a natural common link with Alexa it seemed easy to use her in finding out whether he was taken or not
 
"No. I mean, no girlfriend."

Use some of that southern boy charm. Don't overdo it.

"You know, Jax never said how cute you are." Max tried his best to make it ambiguous as to which of the ladies in the room he was talking about. Then he made sure to really talk with the baby. "Does Uncle Jax keep secrets? Yes, he does."
 
Bex felt her cheeks become warm even a small giggle falling from her lips. "Jax never said how hot you were." She shamefully replied but she didn't care because it was true, this guy was sex on legs and she was pretty sure every woman he passed or met their panties would instantly become wet.

Though that was probably her imagination getting away from her a little bit.
 
Max smiled. "Well, like I said, he likes to keep secrets."

Max took a sip of beer and then said, "So, I don't know exactly what to do around here when I'm off base. Hypothetically, if I guy wanted to take a girl out somewhere, what would be a good place to do that?"
 
"Hypothetically speaking there's a nice italian bistro near the base that serves the best hand made pizza's I've ever tasted." She smiled, bouncing Alexa gently against her hip as she smiled at the airman.

She felt her heart flutter slightly at the way Alexa settled her head against the tattoo on the side of Bex's neck, Max's hand gently stroking through the young girls blond curls. "Or there is a pub just around the corner from here that do delicious meals."
 
"Are you trying to ask me out on a date?" Bex asked with a small smile, aimed at no one else but Max's handsome face
 
"You might just get a date and a good night kiss." She grinned. "Your more than welcome to continue this conversation while I put the little princess to bed?" She offered, not wanting to waste a minute with this man.
 
Max looked out the window and the doors for Jackson. It's not like he specifically said, Don't hit on my cousin, but Max wanted to be able to say it was too late to back out once the date was settled.

"Lead the way."
 
Bex rested her hand protectively against the little girls head as they made their way upstairs to her room, where Alexa's crib was all set up. She could feel Max's eyes drinking in everything her small frame had to offer including her ass they seemed fixated her on her ass, not that she had much of an ass in her opinion.
 
It had been a long time since Max had had anything resembling a girlfriend, relationship, or even a date. And this girl was hot. The math checked out. Standing in the doorway, he watched her lay the baby down. The bending down part was nice. He wanted to get her out in the hall before he said anything else. He knew that kids that age either slept like the dead or woke up at the faintest noise.

He hadn't had time to interrogate her about that one.
 
Bex made sure Alexa was settled before stepping out into the hall Max's large hand gently taking a hold of her much smaller one and gently pulling her against his strong chest. "Can I help you handsome?" She asked softly with an infectious smile, god this man didn't even have to say anything as she was smiling like an idiot.
 
"Do I have to wait until tonight for a kiss?"

He was feeling bolder than he usually would, so he slipped one hand under her ass and one around her back to lift her to eye level.

He was going to leave the rest up to her.
 
Bex instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist her arms snaking around his neck. She gently brushed her lower lip over her teeth before biting the bullet and pressing her lips gently against his. Her fingertips lightly brushing against the back of his neck.

She'd only just met this guy and here she was wrapped in his arms. She was no slut by any means but something about Max made her feel safe, made her feel like he was genuine and nothing like the usual guys she'd attracted.
 
It had been close to four years since he had any real opportunity. It was making him impatient. But it worked out...this time. He wasn't going to push his luck, though, with her legs wrapped around him, he was getting ideas. Asking what room in her aunt's house was the best to fuck in would be a bit much. Didn't stop him from thinking about it.


He returned the kiss before pulling back and saying, "I don't usually this. At least not this fast." He kissed her once more. "What time should I pick you up for our date?"

He set her back on the ground before someone could find them like that. (With his luck, it would have been Jackson."
 
Bex stood on her tiptoes so she could keep her arms around his neck. "How about you pick the time and I pick the place?" She offered, loving the feel of his hands against her waist. She already loved the way he felt pressed against. "And for the record you can have me wrapped around you like that more often."
 
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