[He's still looking at the bath bomb like it's the most interesting thing he's seen before she's drawing his attention back to her, taking his hand in hers. He drops the bomb into the water before looking back at her, shaking his head.]
Look, I know this is complicated. It's not all on you. Maybe we should have talked more or something. I never really meant to get this involved in the first place, but the last thing I want to do is hurt you. [He just can't promise he's going to be monogamous given the nature of this place.]
[Bubbles rise quickly, sweet smelling and multicolored. The bottom part of her robe was soaked, making the silk cling against her leg and hip. The heat was soothing to her aching muscles.]
I told you about my friends back home? I never told you about how my first real and long term boyfriend hurt me. Nate was in love with Serena. He was always longing for her even when he was with me. He slept with her at a wedding and chased after her when she was home.
I guess I had a knee jerk reaction. It just- it took me back. Him keeping reminders of her and hiding it from me, but never being honest. The Daphne thing- I don't care who you sleep with, but keeping some of another girl's stuff, it made me panic.
[He watches the level of the water and turns it off when it starts to get high, the bubbles overtaking everything. Steve does listen before crossing his arms and leaning on the bathroom sink.]
He didn't deserve you. [He speaks from experience. He really didn't deserve Nancy when he was being an idiot, and she found someone to make her happy.]
I didn't keep it as like a memento-- just so you know. You give me way more credit about how smart I am. I was literally naked in the Down, and she gave it to me, because well, it was a little inappropriate being naked in the first place. I didn't get rid of it, because it seemed expensive. If I ever did need to pawn it for like food or like deodorant, it was kind of good to have aa a submissive. [Blair knows how it can get here.] But I did forget it was back there, because I've been working more and haven't actually needed to pawn it.
I'm not saying we haven't been together-- I'm not going to lie to you, but I'm not keeping things around the apartment that other girls, especially some fancy shawl. I want you to know that. You're the only girl who has had things in my apartment that was there for an actual purpose. And I want you to know that means a lot more than some shawl I had my dick on. [And not for like sexy reasons. It was more humiliating which this city loves to prey on.]
[She gives him a small smile, her features soft and vulnerable. There was a lot of shame for how she acted, but his dedication to caring for her while she slept eased that pain. She hadn't pushed him away. That was enough to overshadow some shawl or some doe-eyed Jane Bennet wannabe.]
I know. I just kind of freaked out. I'm sorry.
She reminds me of Serena. They're a lot alike. [And her insecurity about that isn't hidden.] I don't like being this way. It's not the person I want to be.
[She pressed his hand against her cheek, letting out a deep sigh.]
[There was some guilt in it all, that something must have triggered her response. Plus she doesn't have anyone from home or someone to take care of her like she deserves if she's sick or something, so he tried to be that for her, even if they were not completely on the mend, yet. That's more important than some argument about a girl's piece of clothing to him.]
I'm glad you told me. I know it's not easy for you, but that's all I ask. Sometimes I'm dumb, and I don't just understand everything, but if you tell me, I'm a lot more likely to get where you're coming from.
[He moves closer and brushes some of her hair away from her face.] You're trying though. That's what matters. No one's perfect, and I'm not asking you to be. We just have to figure out all of this together. It's not easy, and it's not going to be, but you're worth it, and I hope you know that.
[He dips down to kiss her lightly, hoping she's not beating herself up too badly before stepping closer to the bath, agreeing to join her even if he was originally planning to start cooking.]
You're not dumb. [It was a soft protest, knowing what he meant. Talking about problems wasn't easy to begin with. Save for when she was younger, there was no one around that made her feel seen. Serena left, her father left and her mother was always gone. How was she supposed to compensate for that emptiness but to bury her emotions until they burst forth?]
I'll try. [There was a lot to talk about but at least the most important issue was addressed.
She felt a jolt at his words, staring up at him for a moment after he kissed her. 'Worth it'. No one had really told her that before. In this moment, she realized she loved him. He gave so much of himself, not just sexually but emotionally. He understood her as well, enough to still care even at her worst.
Getting to her feet, she removed her robe and negligee, dropping them in the laundry basket.]
Everything it's a bit easier when we're together. I hope you know it.
[Steve knows that Blair is leaps and bounds smarter than he is. He doesn't always think things through-- like keeping another woman's clothing in his closet. Those are the dumb things he does that usually mean nothing and never have any malice behind them, but that he's going to need explanation and reminders about. He doesn't catch on and often forgets. He thinks with his heart way more than he does with his brain-- or sometimes he just acts without thinking.
So he starts to strip out of his shirt. He's becoming a bit more toned now, working out several times a week now at the gym in the Down. But when he's down to his boxers, she speaks again and he's slipping them off before resting his hands gently on her shoulders.]
I do. I wouldn't be in this if I didn't want to be. Even if this place definitely makes it... less traditional. [He just knows that he likes being with her, and he's not going to do something to jeopardize that or hurt her (at least on purpose like overtly flaunting it in her face that he's sleeping with others despite the fact that they both have fulfilling sex lives).
He's moving then to step into the tub, the water nice and hot. He hasn't relaxed since she went into her coma, less so when everyone went missing including Eddie. He could use a moment to breathe himself.]
It's a complicated thing, isn't it? [She smiled softly, tilting her head to look back at him. This wasn't what she was expecting or even welcoming the idea of. He crept up on her and now it was painful to consider being in this city without him. Sadly, it was a possibility, but it was better to try than to deny herself happiness.
She followed him into the bath, leaning against his chest. The water was warm, the bubbles smelled sweet and he felt so sturdy and strong against her. This was how she would want to wake up. Someone she cared for to help her adjust, but to reassure her that her absence wasn't dismissed.]
You look after everyone, you need someone to take care of you.
I am trying to make it less so. [But he understands that feelings get in the way, that things happen to change how relationships start out. He has always tried to keep the lines of communication open in this regard, but it certainly doesn't make it any easier when the lines get blurred.
One she's in the bath, he wraps his arms around her, trying to make her comfortable and feel secure. He knows this can't be easy for her either.]
I'm okay. I'm kind of used to things randomly falling a part. [Usually in much more physically and life threatening ways.]
I know. I- [She bit her lower lip, ducking her head a bit, even though her back was to him.] I called you my "boyfriend" after our fight. I don't know why I did that. It just sort of felt right.
[She leaned her head back and sighed in relief, her nails lightly grazing his arm. She was cherishing him, almost worshiping his body. Apparently it had been a long time since they touched and she had much to make up for.
His skin was clear, free of her marks and scratches. It felt like a blank canvas or an empty closet. Tragic.]
I don't want to be that for you and I'm going to try to be better. [As hard as that was.] You mean a lot to me.
[He tenses up at the word 'boyfriend', not because he doesn't like the thought of being that, but the word just feels heavy on his shoulders. They were never supposed to get this close, but now that they are he doesn't really not want to be either.]
Funny how we both started this thinking we wouldn't get attached. [He really hadn't meant to with anyone since this place just didn't seem to facilitate those kind of relationships unless you were contracted.]
You mean a lot to me, too. [He leans in to gently kiss at her shoulder.]
Yeah, I really broke my rule. [And she's not sure if she really regrets that. Steve found a way to slip into her affections and show her how much she needed someone like this here. She'd been lonely, longing for someone to be close to, whether friend or something else.
Something else found her.] I don't mean to say the scary word. [She just assumes that might not be something he wants. They'd never really expressed what they wanted.]
[He pulls her body close to him, still not sure how he's feeling about labels. He falls quiet, but just wants her near right now. His mouth continues up her neck, sucking gently at a spot under her ear before he hums slightly.]
I didn't have any plans. [He was planning on sleeping there anyway, like he did a couple nights a week since she'd fallen asleep.]
[He's picked up on the spots that she's most tender. Kisses on her neck always make her weak in the knees, her eyes rolling back from a feeling of bliss. She shivered, her breath a bit more hars.]
Bed is less scary with you. [How she's able to talk right now, she's got no idea.]
[He hummed against her neck as he peppered soft kisses down it, one hand moving up over her stomach to her chest. He isn't going anywhere, and he has every intention of making her comfortable and seeing to whatever it is she needed. If that was to lie in bed with her until they both fell asleep, so be it.
Of course his body and mind are a little more preoccupied right now, but he can convey it enough in actions. Steve holds her close to him, wanting her to feel just as needed as he does in this moment. He knows they probably both need that stability after everything that has happened.]
[She's happy to sink against him, her body covered with goosebumps. Her fingers curl in his hair, encouraging him to stay close to her neck. It may be soft kisses, but after so long asleep, she felt so sensitive to his soft lips and hot breath.
What was she saying? She couldn't remember anymore. She couldn't even remember being asleep. Being with Steve, being in his arms again, she's just lost in this tenderness and affection. She does feel needed, but more than that, she feels truly wanted. She doesn't need or want anyone else. This was perfect.]
[He can feel himself getting a little harder when she presses into his back, and he only shifts as to not try and press himself right against her. He's trying to make this about her. One hand runs up her stomach, the bubbles going with it. He cups at a breast, still kissing along her neck as he massages her a little more, only moving to pinch at a peaked nipple to see what kind of reaction he gets.
He's content in this moment, not really thinking about anything outside of this. The water is warm, and he's just glad that she's safe, that he can touch her again like this.]
[She gasps, breathing in a few bubbles as his fingers tugged at her nipple. Her hand cupped the back of his neck, encouraging his kisses. Between the warm water and heated breath, she is already sticky with sweat. She pushed back against him, rocking a little to stroke his cock with her buttocks.
He might not be thinking of himself, but she's thinking of them. How it is to have him in her and how long it must have been.]
[He can't help the groan when she slides back against him. Her skin, already soft and wet, glides right against his shaft. He's already been hard, not able to hide it and no real reason to either. But now he can feel it against her round ass, and he's really appreciating the feel of her body as he sucks gently at her neck.
She always feels great, but he definitely has missed this, her body fitting perfectly against his as she rubs against his cock. His hand squeezes at her breast, remembering how it feels to have him inside of her. Steve isn't surprise it's come to this, but he's moving slowly, just wanting to ease her into anything despite how rock hard he's already feeling. He's content though, to just let the head of his cock rub right between the cheeks of her perfect ass.
[This is newer territory for her. She's done all sorts of depraved, debauched things, but what they're hinting at is different. Way different for a proper Upper East Side girl...or rather, this one. But she likes how hard her feels against her ass and she likes how it feels to have him squeeze her breasts this way.
She doesn't hesitate, feeling his head against her cheeks. With his mouth sucking at her neck and his warm body flush against her back, there's really not anything she's ready for with him. And, besides that, in some weird way, this would be something she just shares with him. No one else. Their shared secret.
Biting her lower lip, she rocked a bit more against him, letting his shaft part her cheeks even more.]
[It's hard to think of anything when she rocks against him exactly like that, over and over again. He can feel the way his cock presses right against her. Without knowing if she's ever done this or not, since they've never really talked about specifics, he does know that he isn't about to just try and shove himself into such a tight hole.
With his free hand, he moves lower. One hand still works at gently pinching her nipple as his other dips into the water, the bubbles still overflowing both of their bodies. He'd like to stay where it is, over her the mound of her vagina, but he presses her legs farther a part, so his hand can rub farther back. First he just wants to test to see if she's okay with this.]
Do you want me inside of you? [He asks, voice low and husky right as his ring finger runs a circle around the muscles, feeling if she's clenched at all or loose enough for him to press right into her with his finger.]
[It's almost a loss to have his hand move away from her cunt, but the feeling of him rubbing her there, at her other hole, was a new sensation. Without much to go on, she didn't know what to expect, only that she liked the feeling of him pressed against her. The soft tracing, the way her body started to tense in anticipation, she liked that feeling even more.
If he wasn't sure, he would know soon. She couldn't really know much about his experience, never having asked details, but she imagined he was more familiar with these things than she was. But it didn't really matter so much, dipping her head back with a small sigh. Relief? Anticipation? They felt like the same thing.]
[He's never done this with another girl, but he knows enough about the human body, both having it done to him and doing it to other guys. He presses his mouth against her shoulder as his fingers search out how tight she is, and he can tell with how she tenses that she might not know what to do. It speaks volumes of their experience.]
Relax. It's okay. I'll go slow. [He tries to press a little more into her, feeling just how tight she is as he starts to finger her. Fuck, she's going to feel incredible once he's able to fit more into her.]
[She gives a wiggle, enjoying the sweet sting as he started to press into her. Did that help? She didn't honestly know, but she liked how he started to slide in, how she spread and encircle his finger. She's somewhere between a giggle and a gasp, but unable to sort either out in her head.]
I know. I trust you. [She wanted him to see it, to know it. Even past the actual fucking, he'd remember that deep down.] It's okay if it hurts a little.
Good. I promise to make this feel good though. Tell me if it's too much. [He speaks low and in control, kissing once again over her shoulder and up to her neck. He keeps his finger steady, making sure her legs are spread for him as he goes a little further with each press inside of her. Once he gets a couple of good, deep presses of his finger inside of her without too much push back from her, Steve slowly adds a second finger.
He's fine with going slow, taking his time with her despite how much he's aching with her ass still on top of him. He knows its going to be worth it, sharing this with her when he now realizes she hasn't given this to anyone, yet. It means a lot that she's open to him, wanting to not only try new things, but that she really does trust him. He's aware of that as he slowly starts to pull his fingers a part a little, pushing against her walls, seeing how much he can loosen her up for him before he angles himself right there.]
You know, you feel incredible already. So fucking sexy, too.
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Look, I know this is complicated. It's not all on you. Maybe we should have talked more or something. I never really meant to get this involved in the first place, but the last thing I want to do is hurt you. [He just can't promise he's going to be monogamous given the nature of this place.]
You can tell me anything, Blair.
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I told you about my friends back home? I never told you about how my first real and long term boyfriend hurt me. Nate was in love with Serena. He was always longing for her even when he was with me. He slept with her at a wedding and chased after her when she was home.
I guess I had a knee jerk reaction. It just- it took me back. Him keeping reminders of her and hiding it from me, but never being honest. The Daphne thing- I don't care who you sleep with, but keeping some of another girl's stuff, it made me panic.
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He didn't deserve you. [He speaks from experience. He really didn't deserve Nancy when he was being an idiot, and she found someone to make her happy.]
I didn't keep it as like a memento-- just so you know. You give me way more credit about how smart I am. I was literally naked in the Down, and she gave it to me, because well, it was a little inappropriate being naked in the first place. I didn't get rid of it, because it seemed expensive. If I ever did need to pawn it for like food or like deodorant, it was kind of good to have aa a submissive. [Blair knows how it can get here.] But I did forget it was back there, because I've been working more and haven't actually needed to pawn it.
I'm not saying we haven't been together-- I'm not going to lie to you, but I'm not keeping things around the apartment that other girls, especially some fancy shawl. I want you to know that. You're the only girl who has had things in my apartment that was there for an actual purpose. And I want you to know that means a lot more than some shawl I had my dick on. [And not for like sexy reasons. It was more humiliating which this city loves to prey on.]
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I know. I just kind of freaked out. I'm sorry.
She reminds me of Serena. They're a lot alike. [And her insecurity about that isn't hidden.] I don't like being this way. It's not the person I want to be.
[She pressed his hand against her cheek, letting out a deep sigh.]
Can you join me in the bath?
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I'm glad you told me. I know it's not easy for you, but that's all I ask. Sometimes I'm dumb, and I don't just understand everything, but if you tell me, I'm a lot more likely to get where you're coming from.
[He moves closer and brushes some of her hair away from her face.] You're trying though. That's what matters. No one's perfect, and I'm not asking you to be. We just have to figure out all of this together. It's not easy, and it's not going to be, but you're worth it, and I hope you know that.
[He dips down to kiss her lightly, hoping she's not beating herself up too badly before stepping closer to the bath, agreeing to join her even if he was originally planning to start cooking.]
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I'll try. [There was a lot to talk about but at least the most important issue was addressed.
She felt a jolt at his words, staring up at him for a moment after he kissed her. 'Worth it'. No one had really told her that before. In this moment, she realized she loved him. He gave so much of himself, not just sexually but emotionally. He understood her as well, enough to still care even at her worst.
Getting to her feet, she removed her robe and negligee, dropping them in the laundry basket.]
Everything it's a bit easier when we're together. I hope you know it.
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So he starts to strip out of his shirt. He's becoming a bit more toned now, working out several times a week now at the gym in the Down. But when he's down to his boxers, she speaks again and he's slipping them off before resting his hands gently on her shoulders.]
I do. I wouldn't be in this if I didn't want to be. Even if this place definitely makes it... less traditional. [He just knows that he likes being with her, and he's not going to do something to jeopardize that or hurt her (at least on purpose like overtly flaunting it in her face that he's sleeping with others despite the fact that they both have fulfilling sex lives).
He's moving then to step into the tub, the water nice and hot. He hasn't relaxed since she went into her coma, less so when everyone went missing including Eddie. He could use a moment to breathe himself.]
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She followed him into the bath, leaning against his chest. The water was warm, the bubbles smelled sweet and he felt so sturdy and strong against her. This was how she would want to wake up. Someone she cared for to help her adjust, but to reassure her that her absence wasn't dismissed.]
You look after everyone, you need someone to take care of you.
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One she's in the bath, he wraps his arms around her, trying to make her comfortable and feel secure. He knows this can't be easy for her either.]
I'm okay. I'm kind of used to things randomly falling a part. [Usually in much more physically and life threatening ways.]
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[She leaned her head back and sighed in relief, her nails lightly grazing his arm. She was cherishing him, almost worshiping his body. Apparently it had been a long time since they touched and she had much to make up for.
His skin was clear, free of her marks and scratches. It felt like a blank canvas or an empty closet. Tragic.]
I don't want to be that for you and I'm going to try to be better. [As hard as that was.] You mean a lot to me.
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Funny how we both started this thinking we wouldn't get attached. [He really hadn't meant to with anyone since this place just didn't seem to facilitate those kind of relationships unless you were contracted.]
You mean a lot to me, too. [He leans in to gently kiss at her shoulder.]
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Something else found her.] I don't mean to say the scary word. [She just assumes that might not be something he wants. They'd never really expressed what they wanted.]
Please stay with me tonight.
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I didn't have any plans. [He was planning on sleeping there anyway, like he did a couple nights a week since she'd fallen asleep.]
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Bed is less scary with you. [How she's able to talk right now, she's got no idea.]
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Of course his body and mind are a little more preoccupied right now, but he can convey it enough in actions. Steve holds her close to him, wanting her to feel just as needed as he does in this moment. He knows they probably both need that stability after everything that has happened.]
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What was she saying? She couldn't remember anymore. She couldn't even remember being asleep. Being with Steve, being in his arms again, she's just lost in this tenderness and affection. She does feel needed, but more than that, she feels truly wanted. She doesn't need or want anyone else. This was perfect.]
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He's content in this moment, not really thinking about anything outside of this. The water is warm, and he's just glad that she's safe, that he can touch her again like this.]
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He might not be thinking of himself, but she's thinking of them. How it is to have him in her and how long it must have been.]
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She always feels great, but he definitely has missed this, her body fitting perfectly against his as she rubs against his cock. His hand squeezes at her breast, remembering how it feels to have him inside of her. Steve isn't surprise it's come to this, but he's moving slowly, just wanting to ease her into anything despite how rock hard he's already feeling. He's content though, to just let the head of his cock rub right between the cheeks of her perfect ass.
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She doesn't hesitate, feeling his head against her cheeks. With his mouth sucking at her neck and his warm body flush against her back, there's really not anything she's ready for with him. And, besides that, in some weird way, this would be something she just shares with him. No one else. Their shared secret.
Biting her lower lip, she rocked a bit more against him, letting his shaft part her cheeks even more.]
I trust you.
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With his free hand, he moves lower. One hand still works at gently pinching her nipple as his other dips into the water, the bubbles still overflowing both of their bodies. He'd like to stay where it is, over her the mound of her vagina, but he presses her legs farther a part, so his hand can rub farther back. First he just wants to test to see if she's okay with this.]
Do you want me inside of you? [He asks, voice low and husky right as his ring finger runs a circle around the muscles, feeling if she's clenched at all or loose enough for him to press right into her with his finger.]
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If he wasn't sure, he would know soon. She couldn't really know much about his experience, never having asked details, but she imagined he was more familiar with these things than she was. But it didn't really matter so much, dipping her head back with a small sigh. Relief? Anticipation? They felt like the same thing.]
Yes. Soon.
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Relax. It's okay. I'll go slow. [He tries to press a little more into her, feeling just how tight she is as he starts to finger her. Fuck, she's going to feel incredible once he's able to fit more into her.]
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I know. I trust you. [She wanted him to see it, to know it. Even past the actual fucking, he'd remember that deep down.] It's okay if it hurts a little.
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He's fine with going slow, taking his time with her despite how much he's aching with her ass still on top of him. He knows its going to be worth it, sharing this with her when he now realizes she hasn't given this to anyone, yet. It means a lot that she's open to him, wanting to not only try new things, but that she really does trust him. He's aware of that as he slowly starts to pull his fingers a part a little, pushing against her walls, seeing how much he can loosen her up for him before he angles himself right there.]
You know, you feel incredible already. So fucking sexy, too.
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