“I can’t measure my grief and I can’t show anyone what color it is. I can offer testimony that others can reject or accept on faith, but my grief is always just my grief, unobservable by anyone but me, and then imperfectly. And maybe it isn’t even grief anymore; maybe it’s envy of people who aren’t grieving, or shame that my grief is lasting so long.”
Summary of series: Katie moves from Peachtree, Georgia, to L.A. with
her son, Alex, to start fresh after the death of her husband. When she
meets Evan Buckley, a young firefighter, she falls fast but will her son
be so quick to accept Evan into his life?
chapter: Evan tries his best to put his feelings about Jeff aside so he could continue to be happy with Katie but when things get a little tense, some words are exchanged that lead to some trouble for Katie.
Warning: Trigger warning for the insinuation of rape, a little bit of angst and a little bit of fighting
Author’s Note: This is the start of the excitement for this series. It’s a little bit long but I hope you don’t hold that against me. Since Buck and Bobby have such a cute father-son relationship, I thought it would be make sense for Katie and Athena to grow closer but wasn’t sure exactly how to do it. So, I decided the best way to do it is by surrounding it in angst. Typical me. I hope you enjoy it. Cheers, xx! 😘
Katie and Evan had been seeing each other for almost a year now and things seemed to be going well aside from the few disagreements they’ve had about small things. Her family and his were growing closer every day and it made Evan feel warm inside.
“So is this like a typical day off for you guys?” Katie asked, referring to the group gathered in Athena and Bobby’s backyard for a barbeque
“Not really,” Evan laughed, “we don’t get many days off. Usually it’s just a few hours here and there. So we head to a bar. Actually, we usually go to the one where we met.”
“That’s the go-to spot?”
“That’s the go-to spot.” He repeated and she laughed
“Well, thank you,” she said, looking up at Evan before looking at the group in front of them, “for inviting me here. To spend time with them and get to know your.. family.” Evan smiled, kissing Katie’s temple before nodding in Alex’s direction
“Looks like he’s having a good time”
“Are you kidding?” she laughed, “he’s got more kids to play with today than he has in months.” She tucked herself in closer to Evan as Eddie came over with Maddie and Chimney
“This is ridiculous!” Eddie laughed, gesturing to the two couples in front of him, “I mean Maddie and Chimney are expecting their first kid and you two…”
“Yes?” Katie and Evan said, smiling when Eddie cocked his head to the side
“I miss not being the only single one”
“Aww come on,” Katie cooed, “you’ll find someone.. when you least expect it. We did.” She gestured to the four of them and Eddie dropped his head with a smile
“I hope you’re right,” he smirked, “because I’m gettin’ really tired of having to listen to the hopeless romantics all the time.” Bobby was the last to join everyone, listening to them laughing from across the backyard, and he smiled while he watched each of them joke with each other; He caught Katie staring at Evan with a big grin on her face, a blush rushing her cheeks when her eyes caught yours looking at her. He was happy that Buck had found someone who as happy as you knew him to be – they seemed like the perfect match.
A few days after the barbeque at Bobby and Athena’s place, Katie tried to gather everyone up for some drinks at the bar.
“No kids. I know Maddie and Bobby aren’t drinking but they can make sure we all stay… decent,” Katie laughed as she spoke to Hen over the phone, “don’t get me wrong. I love Alex, but we all need a little bit of time away from the kids don’t we?”
“Yes” she replied, a laugh lingering on the word
“So you’re in?”
“I’m sure everyone will be in.” A few hours later, the 118 met Katie at the bar near the table where Evan and Katie had their unofficial first date. Katie didn’t think she’d laughed as hard as she did that night, watching everyone get up and attempt to be the best at Karaoke, and she hadn’t felt this way since Jesse. When Evan noticed her fidgeting with her wedding ring, that she was still unable to take off, he knew something was wrong.
“Are you o–” he started but was interrupted by Jeff coming to say hello
“I wasn’t expecting to see you here!” Jeff greeted, barely acknowledging Evan or the members of the 118.
“Jeff?” she said awkwardly as Jeff moved Evan out of the way to hug Katie, leading Evan to huff and sit back down near Eddie
“I’m so glad you’re here actually,” he said but Katie tried to find Evan in the crowd and didn’t hear what he was saying until he clapped his hands in front of her, “HEY! Did you hear anything I said?”
“I’m sorry, Jeff,” Katie replied, “I’m here with some friends. It was uhm… good to see you. Enjoy your night.” Jeff watched as she walked over to Evan, who had a steely look on his face when she tried to talk to him, making Jeff scoff and shake his head; leaving the bar.
“What’s wrong?” she asked Evan when he pulled his arm away from her
“Him. Why is he always involving himself in your life?”
“Evan please,” she scoffed, “I had no idea he would be here. This is your spot but it’s also a bar…”
“Why didn’t you move away from him? Or walk back to the table with me?”
“I thought you would’ve gotten over this by now,” she tried to say calmly because she saw the aggravation building in Evan’s posture, “I didn’t want to be rude. That’s all.”
“What exactly am I supposed to be getting over, Katie?” he yelled, making Katie wince, before standing up and taking her aside, “hmm? the fact that you can’t get over your ex? The fact that you’re still wearing your wedding ring after almost two years? Or the fact that someone you work with everyday is so clearly obsessed with you but you don’t want to seem to do anything about it? What exactly should I be getting over?”
“Evan..” she almost whimpered
“I love you,” he stated, harshly and angrily, “but I need to know you’re all in.”
“I am” she replied but the scared look on her face said something to Evan
“Prove it. He walked back to grab his coat before storming out of the bar, looking back at Katie quickly before Bobby and Eddie chased after him. When Hen and Athena saw Katie begin to walk toward the door, they stopped her and ordered her a drink
“Just give him a second,” Hen said just as Maddie sat down, “the boy just needs to sober up a little.”
“He loves you,” Maddie said as she sat down, “I know you know that. He’s just a little hotheaded still.”
“I love him, too,” Katie replied, taking a long sip of her drink, “I just can’t seem to get rid of this god damn ring!” She held up her left hand, showcasing her wedding ring to the girls, who all seemed to cock their heads to the side
“You will,” Athena said, “eventually. One day you’ll realize that it doesn’t feel right anymore. It may happen over time. Or it might happen all at once. But eventually you’ll be able to take it off.” Katie nodded, thanking Athena for her kind words and reassurance, before she finished her drink and ordered the next round for everyone. Maddie and Chimney were the first to leave, followed soon after by Bobby and Athena, while Hen said she’d share a cab with Katie because there was no way either of them could drive; She gave Hen a hug when they dropped her off, falling into the backseat of the cab and closing the door.
“I’m sorry” she texted Evan but when he didn’t respond, she continued to text him
“I love you.”
“I’m all in. I’ve always been all in.”
“I’m sorry I can’t take off the ring but I just need a little bit more time with it”
“Where are we going?” the driver asked and Katie gave him the address before her vision became increasingly blurred and couldn’t seem to sit up straight. She could hear the muffled sounds of the driver trying to keep her awake but her body lobbed to the side; everything going blank after that.
When Katie woke up the next morning, she couldn’t remember anything. Not how she got home, not changing into her pajamas, not putting her phone in her charger, and yet, there she was. In her own bed, her own clothes and her phone fully charged. She stood up to check on Alex when she felt a sudden pain on her side, lifting her shirt up, she found a bruise on her hip that hadn’t been there before.
“Last night must have gotten more out of control than I thought…” she said to herself, shaking her head before heading out. Alex and Leny were at the kitchen table having breakfast when Katie walked in, her mom narrowing her eyes at her quickly
“You got home late” Leny said when she got up to stand next to Katie at the counter
“Not now, mom, please” she whispered, trying to contain the headache that was burrowing in her temples
“It wasn’t Evan..” she stated and Katie looked at her confused, “that brought you to the door. I thought you two were doing so well. What happened?”
“Did you see who it was?”
“No?” she questioned, “I didn’t think to pay attention. What’s going on?”
“Nothing. I’m just hungover”
“How is Evan?”
“He’s good. I mean.. he’s mad at me, but he’s fine”
“Why is he mad at you?” Leny asked but all Katie could do was lift up her left hand to show her mom the ring that still remained, “I told you, you should take that off. He’s not going to like.. come back and haunt you or something”
“Mama..” Katie whined
“You know that’s not what this is about,” Katie remarked, “I know that Jesse would be happy for me. As long as Alex is okay. I know that. But he was my husband, Mom. The first boy I ever dated. Ever kissed. The first boy I ever loved and I married him and had a son with him. And he’s gone now. It’s not like I’m not over him because he left me you know? He’s gone. He’s like gone gone. Like, he’s never going to see his son again and Alex is never going to see him again. I don’t think he’s going to haunt me. I just… can’t let him go.”
“Liebling..” she cooed, bringing Katie in for a hug, “you have to.” Katie pulled away just enough to look at her mom. She dropped her head back onto her mom’s shoulder and tried to imagine what letting go of Jesse looked like, when she winced, “are you okay?” Leny asked
“Yeah..” Katie sighed, “I think I just hit my side last night. I’ve got a bruise on my hip.” Her mom kissed the top of Katie’s head before telling her that she should get ready for the park
“Alex is really excited about the picnic.”
“I almost forgot about that. I’ll go get ready.” She groaned as she walked away from her mom, stopping to watch as Alex played in the family room
“Mommy, look!” he called to you, “I made the 118!”
“Wow, sweetie, that’s awesome!” you smiled
“Do you think daddy could’ve been in the 118?” Katie’s eyes teared up at the question, her breath hitching in her throat
“If he wanted to be, I’m sure”
“That would’ve been so cool.”
“Yeah,” Katie sighed, “alright Alex, five minutes and then we’ll be on our way okay?”
“OKAY!” His little voice rang to her. When the three of them finally got to the park, Katie tried to get a hold of Evan again
“Can we please talk?”
“I can’t really explain it. Not like this. I need to see you”
“I love you.” She could see that he was reading the texts by the ellipses that kept appearing and disappearing but no answer was given so she kept her focus on Alex and Leny and the beautiful L.A. sun. The day was easy but after a few hours playing in the sun, Alex was starting to get cranky and Katie was still thinking about why Evan hadn’t replied yet
“I just remembered I have to go to the community centre!” Helena shrieked, “I completely forgot! I’m supposed to be setting up the bake sale for this weekend. It’s the Veteran’s Fund Event, you’ll be there right?” She asked and Katie nodded
“I promised, Ma,” she laughed, “we’ll be there. Go. We’ll catch a cab.” Helena kissed her daughters forehead and gave her grandson a big hug goodbye while you called a cab. The motion brought back the first memory she’d of last night but it wasn’t much to go on, so she ignored it; leading Alex to the bench where the car would meet them. She tried to focus on Alex but the smell of the cab and the route he was taking was slowly bringing things into focus and Katie started to feel a tinge of panic in her chest. When the car pulled up in front of the house, Alex flew open the door and Katie was abruptly pulled from her memories to pay the driver and stop Alex from getting hurt, he didn’t seem to notice anything was wrong, though, as he went straight from outside to where his Lego blocks were; oh to be as blissful as a child. As Katie moved throughout the house, she tried to recall any memories from anything – touch, scent, music, anything – but nothing clicked. It was then that she decided to take a closer look at the bruise on her hip, realizing that there was a matching mark on her other side that differed only in its placement. The bruise on the right hip seemed to be right on the bone while the one on the left was closer to her waist. She furrowed her brow as she looked at her face in the mirror, shaking her head at the thoughts she was having before dialing a number in her phone.
“Hi,” she said lightly, “is it okay if Alex and I stop by for a bit?”
“Hi Katie!” Bobby greeted when Katie and Alex showed up on the doorstep that afternoon, “come on in!”
“Thanks Bobby,” she replied, “I’m surprised you don’t have a shift today”
“Late shift. I was actually just about to start getting ready so I can’t stay and chat”
“That’s okay,” she assured, “I actually came to talk to Athena…” Bobby gave Katie a confused look, making her shrug her shoulders in response
“She’s just in the backyard, you and Alex can head out there. It was nice to see you, Katie”
“Thanks, Bobby. Hey,” she said, stopping him from running away just yet, “have you talked to Evan? He’s not responding to any of my texts or my calls. I–”
“Look I don’t want to get involved,” he started, putting his hands up in defence, “but just trust him. Trust how he feels about you.” She nodded and thanked him before heading out to see Athena.
“You go play over there okay buddy?” she said to Alex, gesturing to an area away from the table in the backyard, “hey Athena”
“Hi Katie,” she smiled, “how are you doin’?”
“I’m fine. Thank you for letting us pop in like this”
“Of course!” she said, readjusted her position in her chair slightly, “but I’m guessing you didn’t just come here for Alex to play in my backyard. What’s going on, sweetheart?” Katie breathed in deeply, letting out a long sigh
“I don’t remember anything from last night.” She stated simply, honestly, and watched Athena’s unchanging expression, “I remember getting into a fight with Evan. I remember drinking with you and Hen but after that things get.. hazy. I think I must have called a cab because I got home. But I don’t remember actually driving home or getting to my door. I don’t remember anything”
“We all had a lot to drink…” she tried to justify but Katie could tell from her voice that she didn’t believe that
“See that’s the thing. I don’t think we got drunk enough for me to black out that fast. And that aggressively. I just.. I need your advice, Athena, as a mom.”
“You mean as a cop?” she cocked her eyebrow
“No,as a mom,” she repeated, “I have bruises on my sides. I’m missing parts of the night. I was drunk. So, maybe I’m just thinking the absolute worst. Because I do that sometimes – think of the worst possible outcome”
“As most moms do…”
“Right!” she confirmed, “so what do I do? What would you do?”
“That’s not a question for me to answer. I’m not even sure what you’re asking me…”
“I’m not really sure I do either…”
“Do you want this to drag on?”
“Of course not”
“Look, as a cop, I would advise you to file a report. That helps us catch whoever did this,” she started, placing her hand on your arm when she saw your head drop, “but as a mom? Baby, I would say you have to do anything and everything you can to make yourself feel safe for you and that boy over there. Whether that is getting a big ol’ alarm system or contacting the police. Talking about it or just forgetting about it. You do what you gotta do for you and your son.”
“I don’t know if forgetting about it is the problem,” she started, “I have no memory of one minute to the next. I can’t make a report because all I remember is everything before I even thought about going home. I can forget. I can put it all behind me and act like it never happened because I don’t know that it actually did happen. But my body?My body remembers everything…” Athena shifted in her chair as she listened to Katie’s explanation of the night, “I can’t picture voices or faces but I can feel breath on my skin when no one else is around. I don’t remember anyone other than Evan ever holding me last night but I’ve got bruises on my hips that look suspiciously like hand prints and I can still feel someone grabbing me but no one’s touching me. I don’t have any proof, Athena, and I don’t want to drag my son through all of this, I really don’t. But.. if this happened, how do I live with myself if it happens to someone else?”
“That’s not on you,” she tried, holding Katie’s hand to reassure her, “you do not have to think 10 steps ahead”
“Maybe I just drank too much..”
“This isn’t your fault”
“I just wish I could remember something. Anything.One small detail.” Tears started to stream down Katie’s cheeks and Athena came to her side to wrap her in a comforting hug until Katie pulled back and thanked her for listening.
“Hey,” Athena called out, stopping Katie and Alex before they walked out the door, “you’re going to be okay.” She pulled Katie in for a hug, who squeezed her tightly in appreciation for all Athena had said to her.
“What was that about?” Bobby asked when Athena closed the door
“Girl talk” was all she replied, a sly smile on her face before she kissed Bobby goodbye.
“Mommy?” Alex asked while Katie tucked him into bed
“Yes?” she replied
“Nick? He’s at his house,” you giggled, “why?”
“Wasn’t he here yesterday?”
“No, love, no one was here yesterday. Just you and me.”
“No but I heard his bodyguard”
“Yeah Big Jeff!” he exclaimed and Katie furrowed her brow, “he was in the living room and it sounded like he was talking to someone.”
“I don’t know, baby,” Katie said, her thoughts beginning to spiral, “but Nick’s at home. Time to go to sleep.” After she’d managed to get him to fall asleep, she tried calling Evan again but, again, he didn’t answer and she began pacing in her bedroom thinking about what Alex had said. Could Jeff really have been there last night? He left the bar so much earlier than everyone that you barely remembered him being there in the first place.
“Evan, I’m.. I need to talk to you. Please call me back.” Katie hastily left a voicemail for Evan before calling Maddie and asking if she knew where he was
“He’s got a shift tonight” she replied
“Has he had a shift all day? Or is he really just ignoring me?”
“I’m sure he’ll call,” she tried, “just give him another day”
“I’m just freaking out a little Maddie..”
“Why? What’s going on? Can I help?”
“I have to go.” Katie abruptly hung up the phone and sent a final text to Evan before heading to bed. Katie tried to sleep but she couldn’t seem to calm her mind, running through all different kinds of scenarios about what may or may not have happened. Although she did finally fall asleep, she kept seeing bits and pieces of faces and memories from last night that left her tossing and turning until the sound of a text message coming in woke her up.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have ignored you today. I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did about your ring. That’s something I can’t expect you to just… stop wearing. I get that and I’m sorry for saying those things. It was just seeing Jeff there that really pushed me over the edge, you know?” She was about to reply when she saw someone in the shadows, forcing her to sit up in her bed; dropping her phone as she did so. Her phone continued to ding as the shadow came closer, freezing her in fear, and she hoped that Alex would stay silent so he would stay safe. When the man’s face came into the light and Katie saw that it was Jeff, the memories from last night became clear – one in particular from her bedroom.
“You left marks!” Jeff’s voice sounded angry as he spoke to someone Katie didn’t recognize, though it could’ve been the cab driver
“She bruises easily!” he argued
“I didn’t tell you to do that. Why did you do something other than EXACTLY what I said?”
“I couldn’t help myself..”
“Yes. You could have. You just did it anyway.”
“Whatever, Fuck You. I got her here.”
“You’ll get it. Leave.” He knelt down in front of Katie, opening her drawer and grabbing a fresh set of pajamas to dress her in, “it wasn’t supposed to be like this. This wasn’t the plan. If you’d left with me, I never would’ve told him to take you home and he never would’ve done this to you. But you didn’t leave with me. You stayed and got drunk with them. It’s time for us to go now.” He started to pick Katie up, stopping suddenly when he heard Alex
“Mommy?” Alex called, wandering into his mother’s room only to find her asleep so he shrugged and walked back to his room.
Suddenly, Katie was brought back to the present where Jeff was kneeling in front of her once again and her eyes grew wide with fear
“It’s time to go, now.” He said as Katie shook her head
“This isn’t a discussion, Katerina. We’re leaving.” She searched his eyes for any insecurity but he didn’t falter so she did what she could to give herself a little more time to come up with a plan; She attempted to grab her phone from where it fell but Jeff grabbed her, dragging her out of her room as she screamed, “QUIET!” He yelled, showing her that Alex was already tied up in the living room, “quiet or he dies.” Tears streamed down Katie’s face as Jeff forced her and Alex into the backseat of his car.
Question: like your blog but no offense how are you on Tumblr in ur late 20s?
Good question anon! Here’s my secret: the old folks home lets us out for an hour of water aerobics every day and while the other residents are huffing and puffing like a bunch of suckers I’m off to the side of the pool with everything I need for posting quality content to Tumblr Dot Com.
women talk about how if they aren’t considered attractive, their entire value as a person is taken away, and white men are like oh we experience this too because hot girls with huge tits won’t date me but they don’t fucking realize we aren’t just talking about our dating lives we are talking about our entire value as a person being taken away, not just people not wanting to date us.
You sat on the couch with Lionel in your lap, Marshall, Cash and Gerry curled up around you, as you flipped through the options on Amazon Prime while Tyler was at the gym. When you finally found something to watch, your phone rang
“Hello?” you said, not expecting anyone to call you
“Hey!” Karen exclaimed from the other end, “I’m almost to my hotel. You’re at the lake house right?”
“Hey Karen, yeah. I’m just here with the pups. Is Chris with you?”
“Tyler’s not there?”
“He’s at the gym, Chris?” you repeated
“Oh yeah. He’s here. He’s driving. Your sister’s on a later flight so she gets in tonight”
“I wanted to run something by you though!”
“Shoot” you said, only paying attention between credits of the show you’d picked to watch
“So I know a lot of your wedding isn’t really what we’d call ‘traditional’ but I do think there’s things that you should keep from the old traditions”
“I mean, your wedding wasn’t traditional at all” you laughed
“But it was my second wedding and Chris is… a guy. He didn’t care about tradition” she admitted
“What are you thinking Karen?”
“You know, the typical things; something borrowed, something new, something old and something blue.”
“Yeah I think that’s great. Perfect traditional element to a–”
“And spending time apart before the wedding” she added, cutting you off
“Whoa.. wait, what does that mean?”
“Have you never heard of this tradition? The bride and groom spend the nights leading up to their wedding in different houses or apartments or whatever and then when they see each other on their wedding day, it’s like this beautiful moment. It’s supposed to reinforce the bond or something”
“Oh,” you replied, furrowing your brow, “no yeah. I’ve heard of that tradition.”
“So you think it’s a good idea?”
“Uhm…” you tried
“Chris can stay there and you can come here or Tyler can stay here and I can come there”
“You’re talking about tonight?”
“We’re not getting married for a few more days and we haven’t spent a lot of time together as it is”
“You’ve got your whole life together, a couple days aren’t so bad,” she rebutted, “okay. How about tomorrow? You two can have tonight and tomorrow morning together and then after that, you split up – in different houses, I mean.”
“I’ll talk to him about it but yeah, I think that’s fine.” Karen finished discussing her plan with you before the two of you let each other guy and you let out a long sigh as you tried to pay attention to the show. When Tyler finally got home, you could tell he was exhausted; slumping onto the couch and letting out laboured breaths.
“Hi” he said after catching his breath a little
“Hi” you chuckled
“How was your day?”
“Boring. After work, I came home and took the dogs for a walk then I made some food. It’s in the fridge if you want some,” he looked to the kitchen, deciding whether or not to get the food, ultimately just staying put and you laughed, “I missed you though”
“I missed you too”
“It’s our last night together…” you blurted out, waiting to see what his response was
“Mmm,” he hummed, “wait what?” he suddenly sprang up, panic on his face
“Got your attention did I?” you chirped
“What do you mean ‘last night together’?”
“Karen convinced me that we should keep some traditional things in our wedding,” you answered, “like the bride and groom spending the night or couple nights in different… locations.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. She and Chris are at their hotel so either Chris can stay here with you or I can stay with them and you could be here alone… Or Karen could stay here with me and you could stay with Chris or go out to Barrie?”
“It really sounds like you’re trying to get rid of me” he joked
“I know,” you sighed, making your way over to him, sitting on his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck, “I feel like I haven’t seen you in days but I think it’s a good idea. It’ll make us so much more excited to see each other on our actual wedding day.“
“So.. does that mean…” he started, you raised your eyebrows to encourage him to finish his sentence, “like… no sex until after the wedding?”
“Uhm” you tried
“‘Cause babe, that’s a long time. When was the last time we had sex?” he asked, “like two weeks? three weeks? before our parties right? Before you went to Vegas?”
“Yeah.. I guess. We were preparing for the wedding and we’ve both been busy so…”
“So…” he repeated
“I wasn’t thinking we’d wait. Like tonight is our last night together so, we should make the most of it..”
“I agree” he smirked, leaning up to kiss you before picking you up and carrying you to the bedroom.
You had been so tired when you walked in the door that this was the last thing you expected to happen but when (Y/N) told you that she wanted to spend some nights apart before the wedding, you felt like you’d die if you couldn’t be with her.
“…we should make the most of it..”
“I agree.” You carried her into the bedroom as she kissed your neck, gently placing her on the bed and kissing her lightly across her collarbone first
“So gentle” she whispered
“You don’t like it?” you asked, slightly confused at her statement
“No I do. I just wasn’t expecting it for our last night..” she smiled
“I want to savour the moment,” you replied, “the slower the better tonight.” She smiled, biting her bottom lip quickly before bringing you close to her and kissing you deeply. You moved your hands slowly down her sides to the hem of her t-shirt and lifting it slowly while your tongue continued to dance with hers. Once you’d moved her shirt off her body, you let your fingers trace down her bare arms and watched as her cheeks began to flush at the slow sensations; your lips eventually meeting the skin on her collarbone and moving down to her breasts, hovering just long enough to unhook her bra and capture her peaked nipple when the fabric fell to the floor. She let out a moan when she felt a breeze graze her skin and encouraged you to continue moving down her body, pushing her down on the bed so you could pull her leggings off, making sure to kiss her hips and any skin as it became exposed
“Tyler” she breathed but you didn’t respond, other than to smile against her skin. You stood in front of her where she lay, her beautiful body bare for you to marvel at and you began to remove your clothes, “wait..” she stopped you, “you undressed me, let me undress you.”
“You’re so beautiful,” you replied, your voice low, “I want to look at you while I take off my clothes. Don’t worry, you can touch soon.” You smiled, continuing to push your pants down and lift your shirt over your head and throwing it to the floor. You moved closer to her and her hands reached out to grab hold of your body; her touch still soft and slow like yours was. You climbed over her, capturing her lips in a heated kiss as her hands wandered across your chest to the back of your neck, you pulled away only for a minute to wrap her legs around your hips to move her to the head of the bed. When you moved to grab a condom from the drawer, she began to kiss up your neck slowly until she got to your ear, biting the lobe once before moving to kiss your jaw. You continued to move slowly, entering her only when she moaned into your mouth, and left as little space between the two of you as possible; the room was soon filled with your panting and (Y/N)’s little whines of pleasure. When you picked her up to straddle you, she smiled against your lips and pushed her chest even closer to yours. You moved your hands around her sides and dug your nails into her skin faintly while she slowly rocked the length of your member; her hands falling to your shoulders as her head fell back, leading you to kiss the column of her throat.
“Fuck..” she moaned, biting your bottom lip as you watched her move closer to her climax. When you decided you wanted more leverage, you threw her back onto the bed and she let out a small shriek before laughing; you pushed her hair out of her face and stared at her for a second, stopping your movements to relish the moment.
“I love you so much” you confessed, kissing her nose, her hands stationing themselves on your waist as she stared into your eyes
“I love you so much,” she whispered, “so much it kinda scares me.” You smiled and continued your movements, faster this time but still slow enough to enjoy the moment. You made sure she came first, and you followed soon after, letting your weight fall against her as your chests rose and fell together. She kissed the top of your head and her fingers lightly caressed your skin while you drifted off to sleep, “this was the perfect way to spend tonight.”
are you a peach or cherry person ? ice coffee or ice tea ? sleeping in or waking up early ? lipstick or lipgloss person ? daydreamer or planner ?
So here’s the thing; I’m all of these.In different ways.
I like Peach flavoured smoothies and scented candles but I like Cherries on a warm, summer day. I like ice tea in the spring and, despite the fact that I don’t drink coffee, I like going into Starbucks and getting a “sweetened” ice coffee.
I go to bed late so waking up late is a given but have you ever woken up before everyone else at a camping trip or nearly everyone at a music festival?When it’s silent and the sun is just setting and you think to yourself “this is a perfect moment.”
Lipgloss is my go to because I like feeling the smoothness when I press my lips together but you don’t always get the vibrancy that you do with lipsticks. Sometimes I just want a nice bright red or a deep plum on my lips 🤷♀️.
Daydreamer or planner? It depends when you’d ask. I like to live my life moment by moment. As if anything could happen at any given time, because it can. But in stressful situations, like my job, I haveto plan for every possibility. I was lucky enough to have a job where I was paid to think up the craziest ideas and my team would see how we could make them work. Even when I’m writing, I’m both a planner and a dreamer. I don’t always plan out what I’m going to say but I like knowing that it’s scheduled to come out later so that I can edit it until it’s posted.
So yeah, I’m both.At any given time. But maybe that has to do with being a Gemini. We’ll never know 😜
What are you?
#what are you? #peaches or cherries? #dreaming or planning? #lipstick or lipgloss? #ice tea or ice coffee? #early bird or night owl?