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“…and it was only then that he told me the portrait wasn’t meant to be of him – it was supposed to be a completely different guy.” Charlotte chuckled, taking another sip from her margarita. Alex’s mouth fell open, and she exchanged a brief look with Steph sitting next to her in the booth, as if to say can you believe this shit? “Wait, so you’re telling this dude was getting his wife a portrait of another guy as a birthday gift?”
“Cuck alert,” Steph said, nonchalantly downing the rest of her own drink as Charlotte shook her head. “I had the same initial reaction as you two – only it wasn’t until he gave me the actual assignment that I finally caught on to what he meant; he wanted me to draw George Clooney,”
The drummer shrugged. “Still a weird gift to be giving someone, but it’s probably a straight thing.”
That would get a decent chuckle out of all of them, their gentle laughter filling the mostly-empty taproom of the Black Lantern. Overall patronage hadn’t exactly been the best ever since the Typhon scandal had engulfed the small town, but Alex was grateful that Charlotte still managed to get a few free hours every week for their traditional ladies’ night. Between the small acts of kindness – Pike coming over regularly to check in, Eleanor sending over bouquets, Ethan visiting the apartment every Friday to play games – and Steph absolutely working her ass off to take care of her, she had to admit she wasn’t exactly accustomed to so many people showing concern for her, but it wasn’t exactly like she had any say in the matter either.
They chatted some more, weird old stories that no one would probably bother to remember after tonight, and about an hour later she would suddenly feel Steph’s breath near her ear: “Alright, I think it’s bedtime for you,”
“What, so you’re my mom now?” she smugly retorted.
“Technically speaking, no, but maybe… who knows what freaky kinks I’m into,”
“How intriguing,” she responded, and they shared a laugh between themselves as Charlotte rolled her eyes. “Alright, I think I’ll make myself scarce. Have a good night, you two. And Alex – I’ll bring over some goods tomorrow that might help with your recuperation,”
“Thanks, Char, that’s really kind,” she smiled as she inclined her head.
“Wow, free pot,” Steph commented as she got up to help Alex out of the booth. “Maybe I should jump fifty feet down a mineshaft too,”
“I can’t exactly recommend it,” the empath responded, slightly wincing as the edge of the table pushed painfully against one of her sore ribs. She noticed how the drummer’s expression almost instantly changed from cocky to worried, the contours of her skinny figure lighting up with a purple glow. “I’m fine,” she reassured her as she gently helped her up, taking a moment to gather her balance. The doctors had indicated her recovery was coming along well but a fall that high tended to leave a mark, of course. Still, maybe it wouldn’t have been half as bad if every hint of pain didn’t immediately have Steph up in arms ready to carry her everywhere and declare war upon the world.
What did I do to deserve you… she wondered, smiling as she shook her head and wrapped an arm around Steph’s neck. “Alright, my knight in shining armor, take your princess up to her chambers.”
“Just two weeks of being the town’s hero and she’s already like this,” the drummer would offhandedly remark to a smirking Charlotte as they started walking toward the stairs.
“Shut up, you know you love it,”
“I never said otherwise. But you know, maybe focus on hauling your adorable ass up these stairs first,” she said with a wink, wakening up something warm deep inside the empath. They had been taking their relationship slow since that evening on the rooftop, not even having officially labeled it as far as the public was concerned (though there was probably some unspoken understanding, given that Ryan had already defaulted to greeting them as a couple), but that didn’t mean things hadn’t been blossoming between them. She enjoyed the flirty remarks and the quick kisses between work and the nights making out on the couch, of course, though she sometimes found herself wishing for more, wondering what she looked like underneath the assortment of nerdy clothes, asking herself what she would taste like…
A sharp pain ran through her hip and she clenched her teeth, grabbing for the spot where the railing had made contact with her body. “Shit, sorry,” Steph quickly apologized.
“It’s fine… I’ll be fine…” she said, smiling up at her. “Fuck, this isn’t exactly how I imagined this night ending…”
“Well, for what it’s worth, I’ve had worse dates,” the drummer chuckled, helping her further up the stairs. Eventually, they reached the apartment and Steph would let her go to close the door as she stumbled forward, sitting down on the edge of her bed with a deep sigh. She collected her thoughts for a bit before looking up and seeing her partner standing there, arms crossed as a purple fringe still surrounded her.
“Thanks,” Alex said. “I don’t deserve you.”
“You deserve the most amazing girlfriend in the entire world,” she responded. “Luckily for you, you have me.”
“Can’t argue with that,” she smiled, patting the space next to her to indicate that she could sit down. The drummer indulged her without as much as a word and plopped down on the bed, laying down on her back with her hands behind her head. Alex followed her lead and gently sank down herself, trying not to let the stress on her ribs bother her too much. They enjoyed the peace and quiet for a moment as the empath listened to her thoughts, finding not particularly to her surprise that Steph was most worried about not doing enough for her.
“You’ve been everything to me these past few weeks, you know that,” she said, turning her head to look at her. “Seeing you pour so much of yourself into making sure I have everything what I need every day… I really couldn’t have wished for a more caring and considerate person to look after me…” Waiting a bit before adding: “And I guess it’s a big plus that she’s really, really hot too.”
She smirked as she could sense the drummer’s aura shifting – purple dissipating into yellow, with tinges of… wait, what was that? There was something else, an emotion that she hadn’t seen before; it was only vaguely there, though the presence of it alone seemed to conjure up that strange, warm feeling in the bottom of her stomach again. She considered focusing on it to enhance her sensation, but she didn’t want to ruin the sweet moment they had going on right now.
“I just want to make sure you’re okay,” Steph replied, turning her head too to eye her with those beautiful green hues. “I know you would have done the same for me, and probably a lot more… and even though I guess I’m making you feel pretty useless, I figured you deserve someone to give you everything you need for once.” Her lips curled up into a smile as she, too, added: “And please, you’re making it sound like looking after someone this sexy is in any way a bad thing.”
“Sexy?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t know what kind of crack you’re on, but…”
“Oh Jesus, drop the fake modesty act,” she lamented as she fully turned over to look at her, one hand supporting her head as the other wandered to stroke her arm – and god, feeling her touch right now was just what she needed; she would also sense the strange emotion growing stronger, pink hues mixing with the yellow. “I could look at your eyes for hours, your lips are so frickin’ kissable, and your body…”
She stopped short of saying whatever she was going to say, and it took Alex a second to realize that she was yes, truly lost for words, a red flush on her cheeks betraying the gay panic she had apparently again succumbed to.
“Go on, you can say it,” she grinned. “I’ve seen you checking out my ass at work.”
“Wha–” She would burst out in bright laughter at the drummer’s expression, and Steph playfully swatted her arm before rolling her eyes. “Okay, yes, you know what, fine. Your ass is to die for, your legs make me feel light-headed, and frankly when I see your thighs all I can think about is how amazing it would be to have my head trapped between them. There, I’ve said it.”
“Oh my god, Steph!”
“What?!” she responded with genuine indignation. “Like you honestly didn’t know that from your constant spying on my thoughts already!”
“Quite frankly, I didn’t,” she smirked. “I’ll admit that you’re often hard to ignore, but I’ve been trying to train myself in it out of respect for your boundaries.”
“Of course you have,” she sighed.
It was impossible not to smile at the drummer’s reaction, but still, there was more… a particular need she couldn’t ignore, a warmth spreading out from within her stomach to the rest of her insides. The pink emotion seemed to be fading, threatening to be engulfed in a new wave of purple, so she quickly piped up again: “But you know, it’s flattering, really… I’ll admit that looking at you… makes me feel things, Steph. Not just love, or affection. I’ve been finding myself thinking more and more lately about what those strong drummer arms could do to me…”
She was delighted to find that the pink aura immediately came surging back, now stronger than ever – Steph’s thoughts sounding through to her like a radio broadcast. Holy shit, is she being serious right now? Fuck, Alex, I just want you so bad, sit on my face, taste me, oh God–
“Steph…” she would say again, the drummer’s green eyes shot up to look at her as Alex reached out to cup her cheek; briefly stroking her chin with her thumb before leaning in and pressing her lips against hers. They started out gentle, as usual, but she could clearly feel the new energy surging through them, walls giving in and crumbling as she opened up her lips to allow Steph’s tongue in, feeling her desire, her utter want to explore every inch of her – and it made her feel so good that she couldn’t help but emit a small whimper, which apparently did wonders for the drummer’s ego: oh, hell yes, still haven’t lost your touch, Gingrich!
She would’ve been inclined to give her a retort but the truth was that whatever Steph was doing at the moment felt really good and she didn’t want it to stop. Withdrawing from her mouth, the nerd would start kissing the rest of her face, dragging her tongue along her jawline before kissing down her neck, causing her to shiver.
“Shit, I didn’t know you could be this intense,” she whimpered.
“There might be one or two things you still don’t know about me,” Steph replied, cranking the usual seductive rasp in her voice up to about 200 percent. “I like to keep things exciting.”
“Yeah, I can tell – oh, God,” the feeling of her lips on her neck was just too much, and she could feel one of her hands wandering up to her breasts, oh so excruciatingly slow. She was craving more of her touch, wanting to have her inside her, to soak her fingers in her juices, which by now were flowing so freely that she probably was going to need another pair of pants tomorrow, but just as Steph got ready to lean over and climb on top of her, a sharp pain would suddenly shoot up through her ribs, causing her to yell out.
Gone was all of it. Steph pulled back and got up, a clear concern visible in her eyes. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to –”
“It’s not your fault,” she quickly said as her mind raced to come up with a way to salvage things. Worst of all, she could sense the pink aura of lust sinking back into a rising tide of guilt – which was probably going to mean the end of it if she couldn’t come up with a way to reassure her soon. Oh, well. Time to break out the infallible guilt trip.
“I’ll be fine,” she said, reaching out for her. “Let’s keep going.”
“I don’t know if we should, Alex… I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.”
“Steeeeeeph,” she whined. “You can’t get me all worked up like this and then just leave me here,”
Throwing in a little overacting as she knew the drummer would be sensitive to it; the benefit of being a freaky empath was probably that she knew just how to push all the right buttons and as expected, it had its intended effect. Cocking her eyebrow, Steph plainly said “fine” as the pink glow returned and she slowly approached the empath again. The sight caused a hot blush to creep up Alex’s cheeks; never had she felt a stronger desire to be closer to someone, to experience her like this… and the best thing about it was that all of her feelings were authentic, not one doubt about her powers disturbing the bliss she found herself in.
“Being all needy like that…” Steph complained in a reprimanding fashion that sounded eerily real as she got down on her knees, gently helping the empath further toward the edge of the bed. “Wanting me to fuck the shit out of you, even though you know it’s bad… tsk-tsk,”
“I don’t know where this is coming from, but I want more of it,” Alex breathed, shuddering as she saw the smirk on the drummer’s face and felt her hands on her crotch, moving to slide her pants down. She slightly regretted deciding to wear jeans this morning, but as soon as they were over her thighs they slipped off easily and another surge of pleasure would shoot through her as she senses Steph’s reaction to the exposed skin: oh my fucking… yeeeessssss
“Happy I meet your expectations,” she teased as the drummer looked up at her with a surprised expression on her face, dissolving into a grin as she understood she had just read her thoughts. She started stroking her thighs, musing to herself: “Well, I guess having amazing mind-reading powers makes for a great asset in bed.”
“H-how so?” she asked as her hands moved closer to her panties, which were probably completely soaked at this point.
“Well, for one, I can put my mouth to good use and keep talking dirty to you at the same time,”
“Interesting p-proposition,” she admitted, biting her lip as one hand went up to caress her own breast. “Why d-don’t you give me a little… demonstration?”
“All in due time, babe,” she chuckled, moving to pull her panties down. “Let’s see what we’re working with here…”
There were times when she had been quite self-conscious about her body, and truthfully she still had trouble opening herself up to others, let alone physically – but none of those things seemed to be real with Steph around. She felt loved, and cared for, and she wished for nothing more than to offer herself up to the drummer so she could keep appreciating her, to keep giving her what she needed, and judging by the strong pulsating aura emanating from Steph’s features, the feeling was probably mutual.
“I see someone’s very wet,” Steph said once her panties had followed her pants. Followed by a different thought in her head: fuck, all that for me?
“Consider it a compliment,” Alex replied, finding it harder to keep control. She wished the nerd would quit fucking teasing, but commenting on it would probably only encourage her to take it even slower.
“Oh, I am,” Steph chuckled, finally leaning in to… plant a kiss on her thigh, smirking as she sensed how tense the empath was. “In fact, I just can’t get enough of hearing you say how amazing and incredible I am,”
“Ugh, are you seriously doing this right now?”
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
Alex rolled her eyes and retorted, very clearly: “Steph, if you don’t get in there and eat me right now, I’m going to crush your head between my thighs once you’ve finally gotten over your massive ego and end up doing it anyway,”
Steph’s eyes widened a bit, but it had probably been just the encouragement she had needed, given how bright the pink suddenly glowed. “You say that as if that’s a bad thing,” she whispered with a wink before she went down and started kissing up her thigh, allowing Alex to finally fall back, a moan escaping her lips as she felt the drummer drawing nearer. At last she arrived at her outer lips and began circling them with her tongue, the taste of Alex’s essence clearly intoxicating her as her thoughts turned scrambled and incoherent. The empath closed her eyes, her breaths getting short and ragged as she started kneading her breast and moved the other down to gently hold Step’s head in place as she lapped at her core. As the drummer moved to fuck her open with her tongue, she would quietly mewl, electric currents running from her nether regions through the rest of her body as all of the pain and soreness of the last couple of days were drowned out by a burning sensation. She was… so aware, of everything and nothing at once; of Steph, the numbing effect her taste had on her; of the deep, electric connection between them, which she knew would be stronger than ever after tonight; there were no secrets, no doubts, only the pleasure of their bodies, which they lovingly shared with each other.
Fuck, she tastes so good, she’s so hot… was one of the thoughts she could still clearly discern from Steph’s raging mind, and she smiled, feeling so beautiful, so hot… the drummer would drag her tongue up and down in long strokes, flicking her clit every time she arrived at the top, which was enough to make nearly all of her limbs freeze and draw long, stretched moans from her.
They kept going like this for a while, completely lost in the rhythm of their own pleasure, but soon enough Steph seemed to be up to something as Alex could feel the energy shifting in her – getting more raw, more unrestrained. The nerd wrapped her muscular arms around the empath’s strong thighs, pulling them closer – Alex would be surprised if she even still had room to breathe this way. “Steph, are you –”
Her eyes then widened and her words got lost in a long, drawn-out moan as her head fell back and her body went completely limp. The drummer was now applying full pressure on her clit, sucking on it with what felt like her full force and energy, and at the same time she seemed to have directed all her lustful thoughts toward Alex. Now experiencing twice as much stimulation, all of her last inhibitions would fall away and she completely let go – thrashing her head around, gripping her breasts to the point where her ribs were starting to hurt again, but she didn’t fucking care; she wanted to lose it for Steph, to give her everything, to come all over her face.
You know you want to, the drummer would encourage her through her thoughts, come for me, Alex, I want to feel you lose it, I want to taste everything of you, to have your juices running down my face…
She could feel her climax approaching and attempted loosening her grip on Steph’s head to make sure she wouldn’t suffocate her, but the nerd didn’t seem to be having any of it, keeping her thighs tightly in place with her arms. She opened her mouth to warn her but all of a sudden her orgasm started washing over her, and the world around her simply turned to a blur. Her arms shot out to grip the sheets as her back arched to the point where her ribs were screaming in a chorus of pain, but she rode right through it on the waves of her own pleasure, the combination of her physical climax and Steph’s delight at making her cum sending her to euphoric heights she didn’t even know existed.
At last, she relaxed, sighing heavily as Steph finally allowed her grip to be loosened and emerged from between her thighs, breathing as if she had been on the verge of drowning. Her cheeks were burning red and her features glistened with Alex’s juices; the empath had to admit it was easily the most beautiful sight she’d ever seen. Gently moving over to meet in a kiss again, the sensation of tasting herself enhanced the small aftershocks still rippling through her body – it hurt a little but she still didn’t care.
“That was… holy shit,” she said.
“Did I prove my point?” Steph chuckled, still out of breath.
The empath rolled her eyes. “Yes, I guess you were fucking amazing and incredible. How about you give me a minute and I’ll return the favor.”
Reaching out to grab the underside of the drummer’s shirt, but she gently pushed her hand away and silenced her with another kiss. “You’re good, babe. I believe these past few minutes already did quite a number on you; let’s not risk pushing you past your limits tonight. We can pick this up again tomorrow.”
“Ugh, there’s mom again.”
“Mom just gave you a mind-shattering orgasm, thank you very much. If that sounded weird, it’s your fault.” Steph got up, wobbling on her legs for a second before heading over to the bathroom to freshen up. As she laid there for a second basking in her post-climatic bliss, Alex would smile to herself, thinking about everything that had changed tonight, and for the better. She was grateful that she had been able to grow closer to the drummer this way, and hopefully it was just a sign of all the beautiful things that still lay ahead. Her life in Haven had been anything but quiet and it was easy to feel overwhelmed, but it felt good knowing that Steph was always there to keep her grounded; that she didn’t need to search for a home anymore because she had found it here, in her.
Too tired to change into her sleeping gear, she simply pushed herself back on the bed and dived underneath the covers, waiting for the nerd to return. As soon as she re-emerged from the bathroom, Alex pushed back the sheets and gestured for her to come over. “At least… stay with me tonight?”
Steph planted her hands at her sides, but smiled regardless, shaking her head. “Fine,” she conceded, “but no funny business until we wake up.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” She found herself blushing as the drummer pulled her shirt over her head and slid her jeans off, leaving her only in her underwear; her skin looked so fine and pristine in the dim lights of the apartment, and she felt herself longing for the feeling of the strong muscles underneath… but patience. Steph slid next to her into bed and she snuggled up to her, inhaling her scent; the musky, sweet odor of their mutual excitement was still there.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you too, dork,” Steph whispered back, kissing her forehead. “Now sleep.”
And without as much as a word, she obeyed; feeling a deep sleep suddenly washing over her as she drifted off in the drummer’s strong arms.