[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.
[It's so far from what she's used to, but in the water and relaxed next to Steve, it makes what it would likely be more painful nothing but a sting and a great deal of warmth. She let her eyes fall shut, soaking in water, feeling and affection. Her hips rock, urging him a bit more inside, both fingers stretching her so much.
It's the worth the wait, feeling him slowly work her until she could comfortably picture his cock inside her. She shifted, keeping her legs parted for him. Her breath stings a bit in her chest, eager and excited. Time hadn't felt like it passed before, not while she slept, it was only now that she got the sense of how long it's been since she was with him last.]
[He can feel her physically relaxing in his arms, laying back against him. He knows she doesn't get a lot of chances to do this, just be with someone in the moment. Steve's glad it's with him, and he knows that means something, even if he's still exploring what it means to him.]
That's it, [He speaks gently against her skin, his hand taking his cock and now and guiding it to her. He knows she'll still be tight, but this is the perfect position to do this with her now. So he presses himself right to her tighter hole, feeling her resist him at first. He breathes in steadily, pushing a little more firmly, but knowing that the water is helping with this. It just takes a moment or two before he finally feels himself enter her, and the groan he makes is from that overwhelmingly tight sensation has his head spin. He's slow, hands making it to her hips now to guide him over her, just enough to take in his head, back out again, then pushing in and going just a little deeper. He knows from personal experience sometimes it's just better to go in and out, seeing just how much to handle first, but not wanting the movement of it all to stop, to not stop feeling filled.]
[It's a lot to take in, both figuratively and literally. The water makes it all easier, the smell sweet and relaxing and the heat keeping her body languid. There's resistance, but not as painful as it might have been otherwise. It's surprising she's done this, asked for it. While she enjoys exploring, apparently she doesn't step too far from her comfort zone. With Steve now, she feels safe and excited, pleased to give him something like this, even if many others might have before.
His movements take a moment to get used to, still stinging a bit as he rocks in and out. Even if it's only the head, he's still a wider girth than she's had there. She links her hand with his, entwining their fingers as her eyes shut, focusing on the sensation and movements of him. There's a sense this is a lot for him, as it is for her, a tension in the air that always seems to appear when they were together.
Special. It wasn't the best word, but it was what popped into her head. It was special.]
[He can get lost in this feeling, hands pushing her down a little more onto him. He can guide his cock into her, feeling just how tight she is. It's confirmed that she's never done this before, and part of him wishes that they were laid on a bed, that she was under him, just so he could kiss her as he buried himself in her ass.
He groans though, happy to take what he can get. He leans back in the bath so he can slowly thrust into her. His voice is almost breathy when he talks again.]
Tell me if it's too much, but you feel so fucking good, Blair. [One hand moves to slide down her hip again to find her clit, trying to give her more pleasure, give her what he's feeling right now.]
[This is easier, more intimate and makes the moment less overwhelming and just...simple. She can lose herself in the feeling rather than think about all that it means. The way he stretches her, the soft and gentle thrusting, the way she seems to open for him like he was expected. It all fit as perfectly as he fit into her.
When his hand goes between her legs, Blair lets out a little noise of surprise, already a bit stimulated but further riled by his touch.]
No, keep going. [It wasn't too much, it couldn't be too much with him.] I like this, I like this so much.
[He groans when she tells him to keep going. This is just about one of the hottest things he's done here, and he increases his speed just a little, shifting so he can thrust a little more into her. His fingers still work her though. He knows it can still feel good to have him in her ass, but he wants to make sure this is good for her, that she likes what he's doing.
He's already so hard himself, his other hand moving to spread her one cheek a little. He can look down enough at this angle to watch himself get buried into her. His hand massaged into the curve of her ass before cursing. This felt so damn good, but he knows he needs to focus on her pleasure. He wants to make sure this feels good for her before he finishes, though he would have no problem letting her ride is face after doing something like this.]
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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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It's the worth the wait, feeling him slowly work her until she could comfortably picture his cock inside her. She shifted, keeping her legs parted for him. Her breath stings a bit in her chest, eager and excited. Time hadn't felt like it passed before, not while she slept, it was only now that she got the sense of how long it's been since she was with him last.]
Flattery gets you everywhere.
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That's it, [He speaks gently against her skin, his hand taking his cock and now and guiding it to her. He knows she'll still be tight, but this is the perfect position to do this with her now. So he presses himself right to her tighter hole, feeling her resist him at first. He breathes in steadily, pushing a little more firmly, but knowing that the water is helping with this. It just takes a moment or two before he finally feels himself enter her, and the groan he makes is from that overwhelmingly tight sensation has his head spin. He's slow, hands making it to her hips now to guide him over her, just enough to take in his head, back out again, then pushing in and going just a little deeper. He knows from personal experience sometimes it's just better to go in and out, seeing just how much to handle first, but not wanting the movement of it all to stop, to not stop feeling filled.]
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His movements take a moment to get used to, still stinging a bit as he rocks in and out. Even if it's only the head, he's still a wider girth than she's had there. She links her hand with his, entwining their fingers as her eyes shut, focusing on the sensation and movements of him. There's a sense this is a lot for him, as it is for her, a tension in the air that always seems to appear when they were together.
Special. It wasn't the best word, but it was what popped into her head. It was special.]
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He groans though, happy to take what he can get. He leans back in the bath so he can slowly thrust into her. His voice is almost breathy when he talks again.]
Tell me if it's too much, but you feel so fucking good, Blair. [One hand moves to slide down her hip again to find her clit, trying to give her more pleasure, give her what he's feeling right now.]
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When his hand goes between her legs, Blair lets out a little noise of surprise, already a bit stimulated but further riled by his touch.]
No, keep going. [It wasn't too much, it couldn't be too much with him.] I like this, I like this so much.
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He's already so hard himself, his other hand moving to spread her one cheek a little. He can look down enough at this angle to watch himself get buried into her. His hand massaged into the curve of her ass before cursing. This felt so damn good, but he knows he needs to focus on her pleasure. He wants to make sure this feels good for her before he finishes, though he would have no problem letting her ride is face after doing something like this.]
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