Bittersweet Truths
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Romance › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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5,596
Reviews:
5
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Curiosity and more
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Chapter 4
“You’re tutoring the guy you don’t like?” Alec asked as Brennan told him about school. They were sitting together in the living room of their apartment like they always did when she got home.
“He needs help and it’s my job to help students failing their class.”
“Did he bother you at all?” He was ready to punch the jerk for days now every time Brennan came home upset about school.
“No, he was almost grateful for the help and even gave me a ride home.” she said with a simple shrug as she kept her eyes on the book in her lap.
“If he bothers you or makes you do something you don’t like I want you to tell me.” he grabbed her chin and turned her to look at him. “Promise me.”
It was an odd request in her opinion but it wouldn’t be the first time she didn’t understand why Alec did something so she obliged. “I promise.”
He kissed her with a peck on the mouth. “Thank you.” he got up and left the living room.
Brennan sat there confused; she touched her fingers to her mouth and wondered what the kiss was for and why he had done it. She had never been kissed before. She shrugged and explained it away with the fact if was probably just another way for Alec to show affection. She went back to reading and forgot the whole thing.
~*~
Jack sat at his computer staring at one of the few pictures that showed Butterfly’s mouth. There were similarities to hers and Brennan’s but there was no way in hell it was her. Brennan was not the exotic woman of his fantasies.
The tutoring session went a whole lot better then he imagined but that didn’t mean anything. Ok so there was a moment she got him hard, it didn’t mean a damn thing. She was still the resident weirdo with some serious defect. It was like she was slow or something but then she was super smart. He couldn’t figure out what she had.
He clicked through different photos few of which showed her tattoo. That would be one way to put a rest to the similarities between Brennan and Butterfly, he’d have to find out if she had any tattoos.
This was stressing him out. Annoyed with himself he got up and headed to the bathroom to relieve some of that stress. He stripped down and got in the shower, as the water ran down his body he pictures Butterfly there in all her naked glory, her hand massaging him to the point of orgasm. He fantasized what it’d be like to be inside her, how she’d call out his name.
He leaned back on the shower wall and let the day dream play out in his mind. He pictured her pushing the shower curtain aside and stepping in to join him. She smiled seductively and took his hand, guiding it to the warm flesh between her legs. They kissed as he moved his finger inside of her, he pinned her to the cool shower tile and replaced his fingers with his erection.
He stared into her eyes as he slid into her, watching as she enjoyed every inch. His thrusts started slow then rapidly increased until she was gripping his arms, her body hitting the cool shower tiles. She called out his name over and over and louder with every thrust.
By the time Jack opened his eyes he was sitting on the floor of the shower. The fantasy had been nice but also a little disturbing because in that fantasy Butterfly had blue eyes the same shade of Brennan’s.
~*~
Brennan was awake staring at the ceiling. Sometimes she couldn’t sleep no matter how hard she tried. She kicked off the covers and went to Alec’s room, he was still awake. “Can I stay with you?” she asked. It wouldn’t be the first time she asked, sometimes she didn’t feel safe enough to sleep and with Alec she always felt safe.
“Yeah.” He moved the sheets aside for her to climb in. She got comfortable at his side with her head across his bare chest. “What’s wrong?” he caressed the arm she had across his waist.
“Can’t sleep.”
“Neither can I.” he pulled her closer, he loved having her there but it didn’t help the rolling desire assaulting his body. “Brennan?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you remember what I showed you over the summer? Can you do that for me?” he asked with his voice shaking with anticipation, he knew she’d do it because she could never tell him no.
Brennan thought back to the night he mentioned and knew what he wanted. She didn’t mind too much because she was the one touching him, things only got weird inside her chest and confusing when he touched her.
She moved her hand down his muscular chest and slipped it under the loose fitting boxers he wore to bed. He gasped as her hand found his semi hard erection, she skillfully applied just enough pressure as she moved her hand up and down, first slowly and then faster. His hand moved down her back and gripped her thigh as she continued to touch him.
With just her hand she was driving him wild. He thought about it sometimes, what it’d be like to fuck her but that was the problem. It wouldn’t just be a fuck, it’d be loaded with emotions and he wasn’t sure she could handle that and he wasn’t sure he could give her up after that.
He came and it was over, she pulled her hand free and laid there was if nothing happened.
Sometimes her condition was both a blessing and curse. A blessing because she didn’t think and feel like the rest of the human race, he could ask her to do this and it was fine, she thought it was a sign of affection and always wanted to please him because of their friendship. It was a curse because he wished she would feel something, be turned on enough to keep going and want him.
He couldn’t count how many dreams he had with her stepping into his room and ending up ridding him like there was no tomorrow, what it’d be like to taste her.
He glanced down and noticed she was asleep. “You’re going to be the death of me.” he wrapped his other arm around her and held on tight. At least he could have this.
~*~
The next morning Jack walked up to Brennan as she was at her locker. “Hi.” He said, the best he could come up with and mentally cringed as he said it.
“Hello.” She kept her focus on whatever she was looking for.
“Um,” he had to have some excuse for being there. “Do we have a session today?” he was looking at the back of her neck trying to see if he could glance down her shirt and find a tattoo but her damn long brown hair was in the way. The same shade Butterfly had. No, it wasn’t her, it was just another coincidence.
“No, it’s tomorrow.”
“Ok, uh.” He tried to think of something else when she glanced at him with those big blue eyes, he tried to focus there instead of her mouth but that wasn’t much easier. “Do you have any tattoos?” the truth seemed like the best route.
“Why?”
“Just making small talk.”
“Like friends?”
He hadn’t expected that, his eyebrows rose. “Do you want to be friends?”
“No.” she said quickly before he got the wrong idea and laughed in her face. “You’ve never spoken to be before.”
“Yeah but yesterday went pretty good and I don’t know.”
She looked down for a moment considering what he had said before looking back up. “Yes I have a tattoo.” It was nicer for them to talk rather then be hostel every time they saw each other.
His heart raced. “How many?”
“A few.”
He started to calm down, Butterfly only had one and in those nude photos it’d be obvious if she had others. “I have to head to class. See you later.” He walked away unsure if he was relieved for disappointed it wasn’t her.
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Chapter 4
“You’re tutoring the guy you don’t like?” Alec asked as Brennan told him about school. They were sitting together in the living room of their apartment like they always did when she got home.
“He needs help and it’s my job to help students failing their class.”
“Did he bother you at all?” He was ready to punch the jerk for days now every time Brennan came home upset about school.
“No, he was almost grateful for the help and even gave me a ride home.” she said with a simple shrug as she kept her eyes on the book in her lap.
“If he bothers you or makes you do something you don’t like I want you to tell me.” he grabbed her chin and turned her to look at him. “Promise me.”
It was an odd request in her opinion but it wouldn’t be the first time she didn’t understand why Alec did something so she obliged. “I promise.”
He kissed her with a peck on the mouth. “Thank you.” he got up and left the living room.
Brennan sat there confused; she touched her fingers to her mouth and wondered what the kiss was for and why he had done it. She had never been kissed before. She shrugged and explained it away with the fact if was probably just another way for Alec to show affection. She went back to reading and forgot the whole thing.
~*~
Jack sat at his computer staring at one of the few pictures that showed Butterfly’s mouth. There were similarities to hers and Brennan’s but there was no way in hell it was her. Brennan was not the exotic woman of his fantasies.
The tutoring session went a whole lot better then he imagined but that didn’t mean anything. Ok so there was a moment she got him hard, it didn’t mean a damn thing. She was still the resident weirdo with some serious defect. It was like she was slow or something but then she was super smart. He couldn’t figure out what she had.
He clicked through different photos few of which showed her tattoo. That would be one way to put a rest to the similarities between Brennan and Butterfly, he’d have to find out if she had any tattoos.
This was stressing him out. Annoyed with himself he got up and headed to the bathroom to relieve some of that stress. He stripped down and got in the shower, as the water ran down his body he pictures Butterfly there in all her naked glory, her hand massaging him to the point of orgasm. He fantasized what it’d be like to be inside her, how she’d call out his name.
He leaned back on the shower wall and let the day dream play out in his mind. He pictured her pushing the shower curtain aside and stepping in to join him. She smiled seductively and took his hand, guiding it to the warm flesh between her legs. They kissed as he moved his finger inside of her, he pinned her to the cool shower tile and replaced his fingers with his erection.
He stared into her eyes as he slid into her, watching as she enjoyed every inch. His thrusts started slow then rapidly increased until she was gripping his arms, her body hitting the cool shower tiles. She called out his name over and over and louder with every thrust.
By the time Jack opened his eyes he was sitting on the floor of the shower. The fantasy had been nice but also a little disturbing because in that fantasy Butterfly had blue eyes the same shade of Brennan’s.
~*~
Brennan was awake staring at the ceiling. Sometimes she couldn’t sleep no matter how hard she tried. She kicked off the covers and went to Alec’s room, he was still awake. “Can I stay with you?” she asked. It wouldn’t be the first time she asked, sometimes she didn’t feel safe enough to sleep and with Alec she always felt safe.
“Yeah.” He moved the sheets aside for her to climb in. She got comfortable at his side with her head across his bare chest. “What’s wrong?” he caressed the arm she had across his waist.
“Can’t sleep.”
“Neither can I.” he pulled her closer, he loved having her there but it didn’t help the rolling desire assaulting his body. “Brennan?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you remember what I showed you over the summer? Can you do that for me?” he asked with his voice shaking with anticipation, he knew she’d do it because she could never tell him no.
Brennan thought back to the night he mentioned and knew what he wanted. She didn’t mind too much because she was the one touching him, things only got weird inside her chest and confusing when he touched her.
She moved her hand down his muscular chest and slipped it under the loose fitting boxers he wore to bed. He gasped as her hand found his semi hard erection, she skillfully applied just enough pressure as she moved her hand up and down, first slowly and then faster. His hand moved down her back and gripped her thigh as she continued to touch him.
With just her hand she was driving him wild. He thought about it sometimes, what it’d be like to fuck her but that was the problem. It wouldn’t just be a fuck, it’d be loaded with emotions and he wasn’t sure she could handle that and he wasn’t sure he could give her up after that.
He came and it was over, she pulled her hand free and laid there was if nothing happened.
Sometimes her condition was both a blessing and curse. A blessing because she didn’t think and feel like the rest of the human race, he could ask her to do this and it was fine, she thought it was a sign of affection and always wanted to please him because of their friendship. It was a curse because he wished she would feel something, be turned on enough to keep going and want him.
He couldn’t count how many dreams he had with her stepping into his room and ending up ridding him like there was no tomorrow, what it’d be like to taste her.
He glanced down and noticed she was asleep. “You’re going to be the death of me.” he wrapped his other arm around her and held on tight. At least he could have this.
~*~
The next morning Jack walked up to Brennan as she was at her locker. “Hi.” He said, the best he could come up with and mentally cringed as he said it.
“Hello.” She kept her focus on whatever she was looking for.
“Um,” he had to have some excuse for being there. “Do we have a session today?” he was looking at the back of her neck trying to see if he could glance down her shirt and find a tattoo but her damn long brown hair was in the way. The same shade Butterfly had. No, it wasn’t her, it was just another coincidence.
“No, it’s tomorrow.”
“Ok, uh.” He tried to think of something else when she glanced at him with those big blue eyes, he tried to focus there instead of her mouth but that wasn’t much easier. “Do you have any tattoos?” the truth seemed like the best route.
“Why?”
“Just making small talk.”
“Like friends?”
He hadn’t expected that, his eyebrows rose. “Do you want to be friends?”
“No.” she said quickly before he got the wrong idea and laughed in her face. “You’ve never spoken to be before.”
“Yeah but yesterday went pretty good and I don’t know.”
She looked down for a moment considering what he had said before looking back up. “Yes I have a tattoo.” It was nicer for them to talk rather then be hostel every time they saw each other.
His heart raced. “How many?”
“A few.”
He started to calm down, Butterfly only had one and in those nude photos it’d be obvious if she had others. “I have to head to class. See you later.” He walked away unsure if he was relieved for disappointed it wasn’t her.
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