Turn Around

Chapter Twenty

I am a hater of cheese

 

 

When I woke I realised how we had fallen asleep. We were laid, snuggled up with blankets, Walker laid on the outside so that I was wedged between him and the back of the sofa. It was comfortable, all cosy and confined. He was awake, fiddling with his phone in one hand, his other somewhere beneath me. Thankfully we both still had our underwear fully on but nothing else; it had been warm with the blankets as far as I could recall.



“So what do you think you're going to do for the weekend?” Ah. That was right. He left so soon for the entire weekend and I would be alone again. I honestly hadn't thought about it because it was too weird to decide what I would be doing. I suppose I had no need to make plans since I wasn't going to be keeping anyone else up if I went back home late... Other than the creatures I lived with, but they didn't give a damn when I woke or slept. They just did what they wanted, oblivious to my own needs.



“Still haven't thought about it too much. I'll just take each day as it comes, perhaps. I am sure I can find things to do. I could get a tourist map or something from in the city, right?” Walker nodded. “I could get one and have a shuffle about to see what there really is here. I've been here nearing three weeks and I have only been to the bar we all went to, here, work, and a supermarket. Oh, and the place where they kept Mighty Pug and Kitty but that's not really a proper outing. Isn't like I'll be going again.”



“Not thinking about talking to Sem then?” Ugh.



“I don't really want to yet. If I feel like it and it's not three in the morning one night then I will give it a try but I can't promise anything because I don't think I could even find my way to his place.”



“Why not call him and speak on the phone... Or arrange to meet somewhere public so it's on neutral ground?” He wriggled and began to get up, yawning and rearranging himself as he did so. It was nice to think he felt comfortable enough around me to do such things but in my face? So early in the morning? Not good.



“Good idea to meet him in a public place but I have no idea where we would go.”



“So ask him for a good choice and go with that. If you don't like it, go somewhere else. Stop making excuses and just go for it because otherwise you're not going to be very happy for the weekend and longer.”



We had a simple breakfast of toast and jam, Walker explaining he wasn't into doing fancy things with food and so I promised I would cook for him when he got back from... Where ever he was going. He hadn't ever explained where exactly and so I figured it was personal. I wasn't going to ask and make things awkward but I kept it in mind to ask later, when he got back, how it went.



Walker didn't want to drive. He was getting a taxi to the train station straight after work and so we used our legs for a change and actually made it to work early. But Sem was already there, getting his morning coffee and wandering around aimlessly. He really did look a bit lost. My heart ached.



“Morning, Mister Furler.” Walker chimed up and I sighed quietly under my breath. I'd been hoping we would slink past him and I'd get to spend the day in peace.



“You don't have to call me that, Walker. But good morning to you too. And Joonas.” He looked oddly shocked that we would turn up together. “I hope you both had a nice... Evening.” From his sudden frown I figured he thought we'd slept together. Walker was oblivious.



“Yeah. It was good. Joonas has noisy neighbours though so he stayed at mine. Can you sort something out about that because it really... Upset him, I guess-”



“I can complain about stuff myself, Walker.”



“Oh really. You can't do some other things by yourself without some good hard pushing, can you?” Why did he have to be so sexual with his words?



“Is there a problem with your new apartment? If there is anything I can do then you should let me know.. Or you can make a formal complaint about someone in the building through me. I have forms in my office.”



“They were just... Yelling. A lot.”



“Who is they?”



“I don't know their names. I don't know who they are and I have never seen them before but they live directly above me. The people on my floor don't seem to be very loud and I am not even sure if anyone lives below but.. The man and woman above me are crazy.” A couple of other people were beginning to trickle into the room, taking their seats but eyeing the three of us with growing curiosity.



“Maybe we could have a chat in my office, Joonas? If this is bothering you, which it seems to be, then it would be good if we can get it sorted as soon as possible. We want you to feel comfortable there.” But going into his office would mean me and him alone and in a small space.



“I really should get to work like everyone else, I think.” I knew what Sem was thinking but felt relief when he sighed and nodded.



“Sure. But if you think there is anything I could do to sort it out then let me know and I'll get to it. Email me if you find that easier.”



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I should have listened to him. I should have taken the time to email him, even if I hadn't wanted to go and sit in his office with him and discuss the situation. But I didn't and that left me with the morons from upstairs yelling at all hours. With no Walker to turn to, I was stuck in. I didn't really have anywhere to go early in the morning or through the night and besides, the flat pack bed I'd ordered arrived by two grouchy men who yanked it into the elevator for me so I could race up the stairs and get it. It needed putting together so I could stop waking up with Mighty Pug's ass in my face. It wasn't like I had nothing to do, but they were certainly putting me off.



The Friday night was the maximum I could handle but I plodded through it, hour by hour, door slam by door slam. I was still awake by three in the morning and then, at five, was woken, feeling like utter shit, to them yelling again.



It was already light in my new place since I had no idea how one was meant to go about buying curtains or blinds and I wondered if the sun had woken the nutters upstairs. They yelled and screamed at each other and I had to assume they'd already received complaints. What about the people that lived right next to them? Surely it bothered them too, more so than it bothered me even.



The only option was to go out, first briefly to give Mighty Pug a walk around the block and then longer. With Mighty Pug slumped out on the floor I closed the door and stuffed hands into my pockets. I had no idea where I was going and knew nowhere would be open for a while but I couldn't stay home.



I wandered aimlessly, heading into the centre of the city and found a twenty four hour supermarket. But what did I want to buy? I found a few things; some bread and a book that was in the sale. Out of there I sauntered until I found a park and plonked myself down with my book. But the weather wasn't too great, chilly with a sharp wind. Still, it was better than being back home where all the yelling was.



The sun set and street lights blipped into life. A large man stood over me for a long while and I was ready to freak out and run the hell away in any direction available until he coughed.



“Sir, the park closes at night. I need to lock the gates so if you would be nice and leave without trouble...”



“Oh! I didn't realise. Sorry. I'll go.” I shivered as I stood up, grumbling as I realised just how cold I was.



“You should go home. Ya look freezing.”



And I was. But I had no idea where I was. Out of the park I shuffled through the busy streets, dodging my way around people when the man turned green at crossings. When I finally came across a clock it was already close to eleven. I was tired. I was alone. I was damn well lost. I was freezing.



“Hello?” He sounded like he had been busy with work.



“Are you busy, Sem?”



“Um... No? Joonas?”



“Yeah...” I felt so stupid. “It's me.”



“You're usually asleep by this time.” It was true. “Why can I hear traffic close by?”



“I'm in the city, somewhere. I don't really know where though. I was wondering... If you wouldn't mind picking me up? I-I've been out all day. Since five. They kept yelling and I lost track of time and it's a bit cold out now and I've wandered and can't figure out which way to go.”



“Okay, okay. Calm down.” I could hear him moving about and putting his shoes on. “You mean five this afternoon or five this morning?”



“Morning-”



“What the hell, Joonas? You've been out that long?” He sighed and I looked down at my feet, frowning. “I need to know what you can see. Street names?” I'd tried that and there weren't any. “Um, what shops are there near you?”



“I'm at a cross junction. There are traffic lights in all directions. There's a huge bar around the corner with a line of people queuing to get in. And right in front of me there's a bank. It has a clock on the outside and fancy steps up to the main doors-”



“I know where you are. Wait there. Don't move. I mean it. Seriously,” And he really did sound serious. “Do not move. I'll be there as soon as I can.”



When the line went dead I put my phone away and wondered why he had freaked out so much when he knew where I was. I tried to position myself so I would be easy to spot but not so close to the curb that I'd get wet as taxis dashed past through puddles. Ignoring the drunken individuals who staggered about made me wish I had a rock to crawl under but eventually there was a car I recognised. But it was in the far lane and by the time I laid eyes on Sem in the driving seat it as too late for him to switch so he could pull up. When he waved his hands about, trying to signal something to me, I had no idea what he was trying to tell me so I sat tight.



“Hey, sugar. You lookin' for a good time?” I dared to look sideways and found a man in a suit – fancy to say the least – but stinking of booze.



I shook my head and stepped left, away from him, unwilling to turn my back on him in case he did something weird.



“But baby, I can pay. How much?”



“I am not a prostitute. Go away.” I couldn't ignore him because he didn't seem to get the hint so I tried to keep my voice level and strong. Time to pray Sem turned back up.



“What? Am I not good enough for you, you little shit?” I squeezed my eyes shut, willing everything away, begging inside my head. I would do anything so long as he didn't touch me.



“Sir, did you know that you can be arrested for being drunk and disorderly?” Sem's voice had me feeling weak at the knees and I opened my eyes to find him standing between me and the fool.



“I ain't drunk, dumbass. This bitch just thinks he's too good for me and I need to teach him a lesson he won't forget in a hurry.”



I caught sight of Sem pulling his phone out and the drunk was off staggering away from us in a hurry, afraid he would call the police, no doubt. Sem's arms went around me the first chance they got and I flinched unexpectedly.



“Hey, Joonas... I'm sorry. It's just me. He won't hurt you and no one else will.” He looked down at me with a scowl. “You're fucking freezing.” Smart. Always on the ball.



“Been out awhile is all. Am fine.” But my teeth were chattering and I was shaking by that point, though I could partially blame the drunk for scaring me.



“Can I please take you back to mine? You can get warmed up. Borrow some dry clothes. Eat something hot. When did you last eat?”



“Well I bought some bread from the supermarket this morning but I didn't get a drink and then I got lost....”



“Okay, okay. Let's get you in the car. I had to park around the corner.” He lead the way with an arm around my waist but I didn't fight him off; I knew he was just worried about me.



By the time I was settled in the front passenger seat and Sem was restarting his car I was physically shaking, curling myself up, smiling when he set his jacket over me, allowing me to snuggle into it. The smell was so familiar, filling me with pleasing feelings. Comfort was all I was seeking right then. It was all I wanted.



“Okay, Joonas. Time to get out. Want me to take the stairs with you?” I really, really did. We took the stairs slowly and it must have taken us a good five minutes to work all the way up to the right floor. “In you go.”



Everything was just as I remembered it being. His laptop was still open and switched on and I wondered if he would be going back to work or whether there was something important he should have been doing.



“Right. I think the first thing we need to do is get you warmed up. A warm drink. Change of clothes. I have blankets. Food. Sound good?” I only shook my head. “What then?”



“I would really like a shower, if you don't mind?” Things had seemed to have gone downhill for me since meeting the pervert in the street. I couldn't control my shaking anymore and I felt dirty. If I bothered to sniff myself, I would no doubt stink and it made me feel so uncomfortable.



“Right. That's okay, but don't be in there too long, right? There are fresh towels out. You know where everything is.”



With another nod I stepped slowly towards the bathroom, pushing the door until it was almost totally closed. Getting out of my clothes was a struggle, more so than I ever thought it would be, but when they were finally off I staggered to the tub, fumbling about for a towel. Hauling myself in, I shuffled to where the shower controls were but a sudden dizzy spell struck me and I held onto the tiles for as long as I could before sinking down, head pressed between my legs. I couldn't do it. I couldn't drag myself up so I could turn the shower on, and the tiles and tub felt cold.



“... Sem.” I hoped he would hear me. I didn't want to have to try getting out to get his attention.



“Yeah?” He was close, maybe stood at the other side of the door by the time he spoke.



“I..” How stupid. “I need your help.” Why wasn't I able to function all of a sudden? How moronic.



“Um, what do you need my help with? Do you need me to come in?”



“Yeah.” It was embarrassing, since I was sat there, in his bath, naked, but I was beginning to learn when to ask for help, maybe.



“Okay... I'm coming in.” He nudged the door open and frowned when he laid eyes on me.

“What the hell is going on? Are you okay?” I guess I didn't really look healthy right then.



“I can't fucking.... I can't stop the shaking.... And I went fuzzy... And I can't reach the damn...” What were they called again?



“The controls for the shower? Alright. Lift your head up and put it back a bit so you don't feel like you're drowning.” And quick as a flash he had the water coming down on me at a nice temperature. He remained where he was, knelt at the dry side of the bath, knees on the bath mat, as I slowly began to recover. And then we stared at each other for a while.



“Thanks...”



“Do you need any more help?” When I cast my gaze upwards, I frowned at the fact that all the bottles were way out of reach. But he seemed to get the message fast. “You happy to let me help get them down?” I just nodded. He reached over me and when he came back down to set them by my feet I kissed him. So shocked, Sem flinched backwards and fell on his ass, staring at me.



“Sorry.”



“Did you mean to do that?” Oh right... He wasn't psychic.



“Yeah.”



“Um...” He got himself up, returning to his previous position, this time a little closer to my face.



“Can you kiss me? … Like you mean it? Not like it's just to calm me down?” And then there was a lengthy pause and I figured he was working out how to say no.



“It's how I've been kissing you since probably the second time I did it, Joonas.” I was certainly not expecting that.



“You have?”



“Yeah,” Sem didn't seem to be able to control a small laugh. “So glad you noticed my passion-”



“Hey, don't be like that. I thought you were just a damn good actor that's all. You're a very good kisser and I always knew you were fast at getting me to calm down but I didn't really put too much thought into what you were feeling. Oh god. That sounds so bad when you say it out loud, huh?” I closed my eyes, squeezing them shut, trying not to think about what he must assume. Everything was going weird again.



“It's fine. I knew you were having trouble with stuff and that's okay. I went into this knowing you wouldn't be thinking about my needs so I was well prepared. I just couldn't control my growing feelings for you... As has become very obvious and I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry about before and all that stuff. I'll try to control my temper from now on.”



“So will you?” I put my hands on the edge of the tub, looking at him hard. “Will you kiss me properly?”



And then he did. It was like it always had been previously, only this time I didn't need it just to relax. I needed it to show him that I felt something for him. Maybe it was love... I didn't think it was just lust because, well, why would it be? He was handsome and had an amazing body but I felt something deeper for him that just that.



He broke the kiss after a couple of minutes, setting about washing me from top to toe. It didn't stop the shivering but it eased it a little until he turned the water off and plucked up my towel from the floor.



“Do you think you can manage to get out by yourself or do you need me to help?”



Not wanting to seem like a lazy ass, I hauled myself up and tumbled out of the tub with a fair few squelching noises, far from sexy. I landed on the bath mat, thankfully, but soon enough Sem was coaxing me into his lap where he'd relaid one towel and was getting another out to wrap around me. I sat in his lap like a child, arms around his neck. He dried me slowly while we kissed, and on more than one occasion I commented that he was a bit wet here and there but he didn't seem to care in the least.



“Joonas...” Drying had stopped a while ago and we were now just kissing, him leaning back against the nearest wall, the towel laying on the floor.



“Mm?” I didn't feel like breaking the kiss any time soon, but my shuddering had returned.



“I really think we need to get some clothes on you. Then we'll set you on the sofa and I'll make you something to eat, okay?” Well, he'd given me so much of what I'd asked for so I wouldn't whine.



He dressed me in some of his own pajama pants and a work shirt and left me inhaling their scent with a blanket while he pottered about the kitchen, contemplating what would be suitable for me. What he brought was a hastily put together omelette, with the same obsessive amount of cheese as before. Lovely. I managed to choke it down but I wasn't overly comfortable doing so.



"I know you're not going to be happy about it but I think you should let the doctor see you. If not now then in the morning at least." Was he off his rocker?



"Sem, it’s gone midnight. I don't think doctors work so late, and tomorrow is a Sunday so he certainly won't be working then. I’m fine anyway. The shaking has almost stopped." I held my hand out to try and prove my point but it was as stable as a leaf in the wind and I quickly put it back down again. Damnit.



"He will come any time if I tell him what the situation is. He is more of a private doctor than anything and thus, on call whenever his patients require his services and I had you put down as one of his official patients instead of just my tag along." Wow. How kind.



I bunched myself up with the bedding, pouting and shaking my head, not wanting to see a doctor.



"Darling, I know you don't get along with health professionals but it's okay. He's nice and, oh my, will he be happy to find out the better side of what happened this evening. Remember how he thought we should be together anyway?" I did. And it made me smile. "Can I call him now and see if he could come? I don't want you to go to sleep and become worse than you already are because that really, really wouldn't be very good, would it?" I shook my head.



"If it will ease your mind, then call."



It was almost thirty minutes later when the doctor was ringing Sem's buzzer, waking me out of my light slumber with a jolt. Even with the stupid hour in the morning, he was still as chipper as he had been that evening when I had last seen him.



“I hear you've been having a bit of a bad night, Joonas?” He set his bag down by the door and wandered to me once Sem gave him the go ahead. “I'm told you got yourself cold and Sem was worried... So here I am.” It was like he thought he was a present of some kind to me. He wasn't.



“I think I'm fine now. I wasn't fine before but I've warmed up and he fed me so I'm good. Really. I just told him he could call you because he was beginning to whine about it and wouldn't do anything else until I agreed to see you. I told him that he could call you when he thought you would be available and I'm sorry that he called you at such an annoying hour.”



“Oh. Don't worry about it. I don't mind at all since I'm on call for the rest of the night anyway. At six it's handed over to someone else and they deal with my patients for ten hours. Just gives me a break, ya see? So it's good that he called me now instead of in the morning because then you would have been seen by someone else and I get the impression you wouldn't be too happy with things like that?” I wasn't happy with seeing him so I would have hated seeing someone else.



“I would really prefer to see you than someone new. It was hard enough meeting you for the first time and you made my foot hurt like crap so it wasn't the best. But yeah... Can we just get on with it so I can go back to sleep?”



“Oh? You're sleeping here? Sem told me that you had a new place now. A place of your own?”



“Yeah... That's the reason why I was out all day in the first place.”



“You don't like it at your new home? Maybe Sem can do something about it...”



“I'm just trying not to think about it, to be honest. Can you do what you need to do?”



“Of course, of course. I'm going to check your temperature, blood pressure, and then look you over. Sem said you were shaking a fair bit before and you are now but not so much so I don't think we need to worry too much.”



He did what he said, resulting in everything showing up normal. When Sem heard that, he had the doctor retest. And then it was time for bed. I was given strict orders to eat and drink a lot and sleep. I could do that, even if I wanted to do some other things as well.



Things were back to the way they had been before I'd moved out; me sleeping in Sem's bed, Sem watching television while the news was on as I began to fall asleep and then he would switch it off, plunging us into darkness and we would sleep. Oh yes, we would sleep. And it was damn good. I woke up only once, when there was movement in the bed and I realised it was Sem just coming back from going to the bathroom. He kissed me on the nose and whispered that I should go back to sleep. I did as I was told.



Come morning I woke with the sun in my face. We had forgotten to close the blind or even pull the curtains across and Sem appeared to have been woken by the same thing.



“Would you like me to go and bring the pets over?” I wasn't expecting that type of question at all.



“Um, over to here?”



“Yeah... I thought maybe you could stay for the rest of the weekend and then... I don't know. Have you changed your mind from what happened last night... In the bathroom?”



“No. I haven't. So yeah, you could bring them over. Would you want me to come and help you round them up?”



“Nah. I have a spare key since I'm your boss and it's a new place and so on so I'll just go and bring them over. I still have some of their stuff from when they stayed here anyway and it's best for them to not be alone too long. I bet they're wondering where you are.”



As I heard him shut the door to go out and pick them up, I rolled over, pressing my head into his pillow, inhaling his scent and blocking out the nasty sun. And sleep came easy again.



What I woke to was heart warming.



“Here we are, here we are. Now. The sink is where you left it, Kitty. Make yourself at home in it as you please. Food and water is down in the kitchen where you left it and Mighty Pug? You left one of your chew toys down behind the sofa. Why don't you go find it? … Nah. Not in there. Joonas is sleeping, I think, and we don't want to wake him up. He's had a tough few days so it's good to let him get as much rest as he can. We have work in the morning and it'll all be a bit different so be quiet and be good.” I heard claws on the wood floor, moving to tile in the kitchen and knew that they were having their breakfast. Good for them but I didn't really want to get up even after so much sleep. I was comfortable.



Sem peeked his head into the room and I gave a groan, rolling onto my side so that I could look up at him a little easier.



“How's your lie in treating you thus far?”



“It's been good but I think the sleeping part of it is coming to an end. I don't feel so tired anymore and I fear that if I sleep much more then I'll have trouble tonight. Speaking of trouble, were they much of an issue for you?” Sem shook his head and wandered to the bed, clambering in it, allowing me to snuggle up against him. Something else I was thankful for.



“They were good. Eager to see someone, I guess, since they'd been on their own so long, and Mighty Pug had just one little pee accident. I took him out for a walk before bringing him back so we don't have to think about it for a while.”



I nodded and kissed him, feeling like I had missed out on it while I had been sleeping. He accepted me well enough, smiling into the kiss as I easily clambered onto him, legs either side of his own, chests pressed together. I was still dressed in his pajama pants and shirt but now that I was no doubt looking better and acting more like a normal person, he began to unbutton the shirt, exposing my chest for his fingers to stroke over.



“You have no idea how much I wanted to take you to bed properly these past weeks... But I knew I couldn't. I couldn't even ask with your state of mind.”



“You could have agreed to my offer when I was drunk and made a pass at you, ya know? I wouldn't have minded in the long term. Maybe would have been pissed come morning though..” It was hard to say.



“We can make up for lost time now, hm?” I nodded and kissed him again.



“So you will stop seeing that woman?”



“Yeah. If it means I get to be with you properly then I will never see her again. She was a bit peculiar anyway. Plus the kid problem. I didn't want to get too involved.” I couldn't help but frown. “What's the matter?”



“We can talk about it later. Maybe when you take me out for brunch or something, eh?” He rose an eyebrow but smiled. “I like eggs. They do eggs at brunch, I think.”



“And what do you suggest we do until proper brunch time is upon us?” Well that was easy!



By the time we had us both totally naked he was beginning to have second thoughts; I could just tell by the way he was acting, and so I decided to ask him straight.



“You don't want to have sex with me?”



“I do! Oh god please don't think that. I really do, but you told me yourself that you haven't had anyone... Physically like that in over a year. Unless you and Walker....”



“Heh. No. Me and Walker didn't have sex. We kissed though, a couple of times, more for comfort than anything but I thought you should know.” He nodded, not really bothered by it.



“But what I said is true and still stands. But it doesn't make sex impossible, of course. Just a little slower to get started, I think. I don't know. We just have to be careful because I know what you keep in your pants during the day.”



“I'm nothing to write home about, Joonas.” Sem looked down at himself, at least tried to since I was in the way. “But I agree that we should try going slow and see what happens. And whenever you're ready to start, I'm ready-”



“I'm ready now, silly!” I punched him in the shoulder, frowning. Wasn't it obvious since I was on top of him and we were both naked?



“Well, only if you're sure...”



We kissed for a while, his hands roaming constantly until they found my behind. He stopped and looked at me, frowning slightly and so I nodded, giving him the go ahead to do as he pleased. And he was everything he promised he would be, but it didn't stop me tensing up at the awkward friction I felt when one lone finger was pushed into me for the first time in well over a year.



“Not good?” I shook my head, wishing my body was more accustomed. “I have something that should help.” The finger left my body and I lazily watched him blindly fumble with his hand in a drawer close by. When vaseline was brought out instead of some fancy-pants branded lube I was surprised. He'd always come across as liking the best and the most expensive things in life but maybe his sex life had run a bit low also and so he hadn't bought any for a while?



“Vaseline?” I eyed the tub carefully.



“Soothing instead of slimy. We don't want slimy.” True.



When he went back to work with one finger I flinched awkwardly, crashing our noses together. “Shit, that's cold.”



“Gets warm fast, darling. Just try not to smash your face into mine again.” I nodded and we continued our steady pace again for a while until he was two fingers in and half a tub of vaseline down. I couldn't take it any longer. I'd waited long enough. I nipped at his bottom lip, shocking him out of the leisurely kiss we'd been sharing. “Ughm?” I could feel him hard and ready against my groin.



“Ready... Can't take any more of your finger action like this or it'll be over before the main event and that won't make either of us happy.” He smiled as I began to wiggle and squirm, not finding relief in the slightest when his fingers were pulled free. It was entirely the opposite; my body now longed for something... And I was sat on that specific something.



“Are you sure? We could always continue like this and then after a while we could go the whole way...” That would never do!



“I want you properly. Now. No more waiting. I think I've waited long enough, don't you?” Not that it was his fault, of course. When he didn't complain I set to work getting myself in a comfortable position. Dipping my fingers into what remained of the vaseline, I rubbed my hands together to get a good coating and then massaged his length. Using every bit of my hands to make sure he was fully covered, I watched as his eyes closed, head slumping down into the pillow.



“Feels so much better when you do it.” What a compliment.



“Why thank you. I'm glad you enjoy my efforts.” When everything felt suitably lubed up I held him by the base, giving him one last stroke before lining us both up.



Now came the part I was most scared of.



His tip felt much bigger than I had anticipated and I had to adjust my angle several times to get just the first inch in. All the while he laid there, quietly offering words of encouragement, telling me I didn't have to hurry. When I was finally able to seat myself on his thighs I gave a sigh of relief, leaning down ever so slowly to kiss him, stroking through his hair.



“All in?” I smiled at the question. He'd been having some trouble keeping his hips still for the past couple of minutes.



“Totally in.” We kissed again, his tongue rolling over my lips, me moaning from time to time and grabbing at his hair. Oh how I loved his hair. A few minutes later I was moving with the help of his hands to keep me stable. Tiny movements in the beginning grew bigger and stronger. He was grunting every time I sank down and when I reached back to lightly fondle his balls, my fingers still covered in the thinnest layer of vaseline, he let out a loud yell of my name. His thumbs dug into my hips and held me down as he came.



As soon as he came back to reality he stroked my arms, grunting frequently as I continued to move, this time much slower. I could feel him pulsing, emptying himself into me and even though there was an ache that was turning into a burning sensation I found myself coming, his fingers stroking up my length just in time to get coated. I eased my upper half down onto him and thanked him for breaking my extra long dry spell with a kiss, nibbling on his lips until he began to shrink and I moved to lay beside him. With one leg still over his own I was stunned by his words.



"And where do you think you're going?"



He moved me, completing my turn so I was laid on my back, him following, upper half over me, hands roaming up my neck lightly, thumbs brushing my jaw as he attacked my mouth again. Head settled in one of the most comfortable pillows known to man and with the best man in the world all over me, I couldn't think of a time I'd been happier or more content.



Some things hadn't changed. The fact that kissing relaxed me extremely well still held and as I was pawing at his chest, my tongue in his mouth, I felt myself become groggy, eyes closing slowly.



"I'm going to take it as a compliment that you're so sleepy right now. I'm going to make myself believe it is the work of my groin and not my mouth if that's okay with you." He eased up on my mouth, pressing little kisses over my cheeks before stopping and wrapping his arms around me.



"That's fine by me. In all honesty it was probably a mix of the two and the fact that I got stressed as hell yesterday. Now. Did you someone say something about brunch? Was that you? Eggs?"



"Nah, was you. You losin' your memory as well now? That won't do. But I know a place that does a good brunch menu and yes, it happens to have eggs on it in many forms."



"Sounds perfect. Now if you could just carry me there, that would be great..." There must have been a hint of something in my tone because Sem looked at me with concern.



"Did I hurt you?" You should start as you mean to go on. I was not going to lie.



"It was starting to burn a bit towards the end and from around the time you came it was aching but I think I got off lightly to say how long I'd left it. I'll be fine. If not, you can play doctor for me and rub some of that lovely vaseline on... If there's any left."



"I will certainly need to buy more. Do you want to go to your place to get some clothes? The ones you were wearing last night are currently in the washing machine but you're welcome to borrow mine."



"They wouldn't fit too well. We can go to my place and get some if that's okay." He nodded and was helping me onto my feet when Mighty Pug pranced into the room, struggling to get himself onto the bed. He managed to get his front paws and head up but his back legs scrambled over and over until he gave up and went for it with a running start. Another failed attempt.



"Mighty Pug? Just come around the bed." The dog didn't understand and so I had to show him. When he was at my feet he became hysterical, yipping and yowling, tail wagging furiously. "You didn't think I was here or something? Silly Puggy. I assume you left Kitty to her sink business, eh? Nice of you. You can't come brunching it with us but we'll bring you back something nice."



It wasn't really embarrassing showing Sem how my clothes were still all in suitcases, spilling out at all sides. It wasn't embarrassing even when he saw that I was yet to do a load of laundry.



Sat in a nice little cafe, waiting for my eggs (minus the cheese, oh god, please, minus the cheese), Sem was holding my hand over the table. The window seats were pretty and there were fresh daisies in a glass vase.



As my plate of eggs was set down in front of me, my stomach sank. Cheese. Classy looking cheese but cheese. Oozing cheese. Cheese everywhere.



"How do you feel about moving in with me?"



Suddenly the cheese was a mere memory.

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Author note: Beta'd by MissusAnn (fp).

Apologies for lateness and such.

Morgana_Lefay: I feel bad for Walker too, which is why I'm contemplating a solo story for him. Maybe. Some time in the distant future :/

Eroburn: Give me what I want!

Lisa: Last chapter for part one. Onwards and upwards to the wonky world of part two and such fabulous things like that. ¬¬