[nsfw] RP Log with geniuscowboy | Of birthdays, questions, and cherries on top

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Chris was finding it hard to believe it was even his birthday. It didn't feel like it, and the only thing that swayed him was the fact presents, cards, and well-wishes kept showing up for him. More than he could fathom, actually. Besides amazing ones from Serena, Dave, Aimee and Eva, there were a lot of other random things from friends and staff at work. His apartment was suddenly overloaded with balloons, flowers and cards. Yet, it still didn't feel like his birthday, and it probably had something to do with the fact they were on the eve of Rick's first round of chemo. This time tomorrow, it would all be said and done and they would probably be starting to have a better idea how Rick would cope with it. But there was no sense stressing too much about that. Whatever will be, will be and all that. He had appreciated Dave talking to them and with complete honesty. Chris knew it had been hard for his best mate, reliving the painful memories to churn them out for Chris and Rick to understand, even just a tiny bit more. It did help Chris, too. It helped hearing it in plain black and white, even if it had hurt more than he realised to blatantly hear the horrible things Dave lived through.


But now it was the evening of his birthday. He had spent the day with Rick test-running the Playstation and Rock Band package from Eva. It crapped all over Chris' Playstation 2, and when Rick started waning on the energy after lunch, they chilled out and watched The Matrix, Terminator, and Beverly Hills Cop on Blu-Ray, all gifts from the dudes on the Bravo team at MT1. Rick passed out snoring about a third the way through Beverly Hills Cop, so Chris had woken him and told him to go to bed. By the time the movie was drawing to an end, Serena had arrived home from her shift and Chris sat his almost-spent cup of coffee aside to pull up off the sofa to give her a hug. It tight, and secure, and he seemed reluctant to break the embrace. "Hmm... I missed you," he murmured against her ear, letting his fingers run through her long hair down her back.

Serena hugged Chris back, not in a rush to escape the embrace when he so clearly needed it. She rubbed her hand against his back as she turned her face into his neck and kissed it. "Missed you too," she mumbled against his skin. "How's Rick? Happy birthday again. Are you okay? Need anything? How was your day?" She stopped with the questions before she even got close to reaching twenty, and just went back to hugging Chris.

Chris raised his eyebrows at the questions and pulled back a little so he could see her face. "I dunno completely how he is. He's been really tired this afternoon. He went to bed about five. Chances are he might get up again later, but he needs to just roll with how he's feeling. If he feels like he needs to sleep, he needs to sleep. There's some things I need to talk to you about... nothing bad, I promise. The day was fine, we just hung out and did dude things. You know, I've never done that with him? Not once. I guess that's why it made the day pretty cool, even if it was nothing really special. I need to get a wash, though. I was going to grab a shower, but how do you fancy a bath? I got this bubble bath the other day because the bottle was shaped like a leaf. Don't ask me why. I just had a metrosexual moment," he added with a smirk.

Serena flashed him a sheepish smile in response to the look. It wasn't like she could help the questions. It was strange not being able to see him during the day. Just as well Serena was a text addict otherwise she'd probably never get to talk to Chris while he was off. Even if she gave him the space he needed today with his brother. She shifted to cup his face in her hand and rubbed her thumb against his facial hair. "I'm glad you got to dude things. Not all birthdays are about big parties, and raves, and stuff. Sometimes it's about hanging out with your brother. A metrosexual moment? My god, do you need to lie down? Joking aside, I'd love nothing more than to have a bath with you. Is Rick really okay with me coming back here overnight?"

"Yeah, I totally needed a lie down, along with a scratch and a fart to stake my manly territory again. Didn't want people getting the wrong idea, you know?" Chris replied with a laugh. He realised his apartment looked like a bomb hit it with all the birthday mess and wrapping lying around, but it could wait to get cleared up. He took her hand and tugged her in the direction of the bathroom, which was luckily next to his bedroom and nowhere near the spare room up the hall where Rick was sleeping. The sound of the bath running wouldn't wake him up, though Chris suspected a tornado wouldn't even wake his brother up at that point. "Apparently a party was in the works, but the timing just wasn't right with Rick's appointment tomorrow and all. Maybe some other time. It would be as awkward as all fuck being in the same room as Proctor right now, anyway. I think there needs to be more dust settling. Yeah, he's fine with it. He keeps asking if you're okay with him being here."

Serena followed Chris, kicking off her shoes as they went. Maybe it did look a little like a bomb had hit it, and she'd just be adding to the mess, but at least there could be some celebration. "Guess it was just a weird twist of timing. I can't believe Rick's got his appointment tomorrow. I wish I had the day off to be there with you, but I don't. Proctor's already given me strict warnings about my professionalism. More than dust needs to be settled as far as he's concerned." She gave his hand a squeeze and kissed the back of his neck as they entered the bathroom. "Me? Of course I'm okay with him being here. He should be here. You just need to tell me the moment you need me out of the way, okay? I won't take offence."

"I know, but Rick's chemo trumps any parties. The sooner he gets that the better. Whatever happens, and according to Dave, literally anything could. We'll just know the lay of the land better when we know how Rick handles the chemo, how sick it'll make him. Then Bella will want to do more tests, no doubt..." Chris pulled his t-shirt up over his head and dropped it onto the floor, thinking about what Rick had told him in relation to the female doctor. "I didn't get a chance to ask you what happened with that meeting, I'm sorry. I was wrecked last night. But you're still there, so that's something. Not that I ever thought he would punish you for it." He turned around so he could face her again, looking over her face. "I'm not going to tell you to get out of the way... far from it."

Serena unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down over her hips before she took off her top. She paused when Chris was facing her again, and leaned in to kiss his lips softly. "I won't go anywhere, I promise. I'm sure Drew won't mind getting the place to himself in case he decides to more than just sext that nurse. I still don't know who she is... It's frustrating. And the meeting was... I don't know. He's disappointed I didn't feel like I could approach him with something that would 'affect my ability to progress' or something. He also just said he's concerned about you, and since I seem to be the closest person to you right now, that I need to look after you." Serena reached back to unhook her bra and slid it off her shoulders. "How do you think he'll react to the chemo? Is it even worth trying to anticipate his reaction, or just prepare for the worst and anything else is a bonus?"

"Yeah... I think he was hurt by it. I don't know how we could have avoided it, though, because to be honest, if we said something in the early days and everyone tried to talk us out of it, I probably would have listened. That sounds fucked up, right? It's true, though. So, for that reason, I'm glad we rolled with it how we did. It gave us a chance to get a feel for it without any outside interferrence. I could see for myself what the lay of the land was. He just... well, he told me to take leave to think about my priorities. I just don't know really what he meant by that. He never just says anything. He talks in riddles, and... and British. My head just can't keep up with that right now. Either way, I'm off for Rick anyway, and I don't doubt I'll have plenty of time to think about my priorities. In fact, I've been thinking about them ever since I walked out of his office, and there's something I want to ask you," he resolved. "The chemo... I don't know. I'm going with the latter. If it turns out it makes him really sick, he's not going to be alone for any of it."

Serena nodded as she started to work on Chris' pants for him, pleased to see a hint of the Batman boxers she'd got him. "It's fucked up, but I get it. When you have no chance to get attached to something - why wouldn't you let someone talk you out of it? For all I know, I probably would have given up on us too. It would have just been a bit of sex, and then back to work. I'm glad we got this chance. I don't care if people think we're selfish... How can they really blame us? Priorities? At least I didn't get that from Proctor. Just him asking me if I was sure you weren't just with me because you need a shoulder to lean on right now." Serena pressed her lips together as she fought to hide her anger that still bubbled up when she thought about that comment from their boss. "You can ask me anything, you know that. I'm sure he'll be grateful that he's here, even if he's nervous of it now."

"Hey, I saw that look. You can't be angry at him. Sounds like he's been trying to get us to think, that's all. Maybe that's what he's supposed to do? Maybe in any other situation, we could be laying a whole lot on the line, we could be reckless and lack rational thinking. I just couldn't shake the feeling the whole priorities thing was some way of him trying to give me a message of some sort. I don't know, I need more time to think about it. He didn't just outright tell me I was being stupid or disloyal like he did before. He just told me to take the leave, to think, and look after Rick." Chris took her hands, halting her undressing him. He squeezed her fingers and let one hand go so he could brush his palm over her hip. "Now that things are out in the open, and maybe when the dust settles a bit, I want you to move in with me."

"I can't help it! He just rubbed me up the wrong way when he said something like that. It just... It made me angry. I get that he can't be all 'yay us', but he doesn't have to just piss all over it and tell me it must be because you're so desperate for comfort while you're going through hard times, and I just must be convenient." She breathed out slowly through her nose before she raised her eyebrows. "Okay, okay. I'm letting it go. Promise. I'm not angry with him. Just angry with that comment. I know he's just trying to help in his own Proctor way." Serena bit her lip as she looked up at Chris, her eyes widening. After a moment she started to smile widely and nodded. "Okay. Yes."

"I just don't think he was out of line asking questions like that, babe. We have lied to him for three months. He has every right to be suspicious and try to figure out where it came from. Truth is, I've been pretty screwed in the head, you've got to admit that. I know, weird that I'm jumping to his defense here, but I guess I'm just tired of all the tension. That's all. I don't want to be pissed off at Proctor when he's done nothing wrong. He probably just feels like he's fucked up as a boss on some level because we didn't go to him." Chris watched her uncertainly for a moment with a small laugh. "You don't have to say yes, you know."

Serena wet her lips and let out another sigh as she nodded. "I know, I know... And I hate that he feels like that. But what were we supposed to do? You were right about what would have happened if we had gone to him. We never would have got a chance. Maybe he'll understand that, same as he'll understand that this isn't just convenience. I know you've had it hard, and you haven't been able to think straight for very long - but Chris, that doesn't mean this is something that's false. What we have is real." Serena frowned. "Why wouldn't I?"

Chris tilted his head a little in thought. "Maybe that's what he meant about priorities? Maybe he thinks if we're not working together for awhile, and we stick it out, we're serious about it?" It certainly seemed to make sense to Chris. At the end of the day, Proctor didn't get angry, he didn't threaten Chris' job or his position. It wasn't like that. He just seemed bewildered. He held his hands up and then leant over to push his jeans off. "I don't know. You just seemed to hesitate a bit and I don't want you thinking you have to if you're not ready, that's all. Jesus, don't read anything into everything, please. I'm flying by the seat of my pants here. I've never asked a chick to move in with me before. Never."

"Do you think so?" Serena fell quiet as she considered Chris' interpretation. "Well, if that's his point then I can kind of understand that. And maybe agree with it." Serena pulled down her panties so that she was now naked and after stepping out of them she grabbed Chris and pulled him into a lingering kiss. "And I've never been asked, or agreed to move in with a guy. So we're even. I hesitated because it was the last thing I expected you to ask me. Not because I'm not ready. I want to live with you. I want to spend every night in bed with you. And it also means I get to spend more time with the hot tub."

Chris smirked and raised his eyebows. "Oh yeah? The truth comes out now. That's the only reason you're with me, isn't it? Priorities indeed," he teased and then moved to quickly put some of the new bubble bath into the water, glad it actually smelt quite nice. "Just one problem, though. I need to talk to Eva. She has to know before anything happens. Everyone else knows. I told Tuck. I don't know what I did, but he was all with the cool nurse listening thing, and he was asking me, so I just told him. Plus, we should probably see how Rick goes with the chemo. If he's going to be really sick, three people sharing one small bathroom could get tight."

Serena laughed as she rubbed her hand against his back. "Sure, I get that. You should talk to her. I'm actually glad now that people will now. Feels like a weight's been lifted. Tuck nearly caught me out when you sent those roses, but I recovered relatively quickly... Maybe not so smooth, but he seemed to believe me. I feel bad that we kept it from her, but I don't know how she would have taken it. Or will... But she should know." Serena wrapped her arms around Chris once he was finished putting in the bubble bath and hugged him. "If he's going to be really sick, I'll just stay out of the way. I'll come over when you need me to. Just remember to ask for help if you want it. We're all here for you and Rick."

"It's just a waiting game," Chris agreed with a sigh. "It's not easy, but at least I seem to be able to talk to him better now without jumping down his throat. Or mostly without jumping down his throat. Sometimes I just get frustrated, like I did when Dave was here the other day. You don't have to stay out of the way, we just might need to work things a bit differently. Dave and Aimee said they would help if we needed it, too. Oh, and we have a holiday away together," he told her, laughing, and shut the taps off. He held his hand out for her to take to step into the water.

"A holiday? What holiday?" Serena held Chris' hand tightly as she stepped into the tub, always scared that one day she'd wind up going ass up. This was one of the few moments of being a tight space that she never had issues with. But then the bath was hardly sealed off, and she could see the door clearly. She lowered herself slowly and leaned back against the tub. Serena sighed in relief and felt her whole body tingle with pleasure at the feel of the warm water envelope her. "You're not alone in looking after him, that's all you need to remember. I don't know if it'll be any easier once you know how he's reacted or not... I'll try and call you tomorrow when I'm on break, not just text."

Chris smirked. "I'll just stand here while you lie down, huh?" he teased, raising his eyebrows expectently at her. There wasn't any hiding the fact he was a little aroused, either. He couldn't help it, baths with sexy women just did it for him. He didn't take them often, but maybe he would have to get more into the habit. "His appointment's at ten, and we'll probably be there through the afternoon. The way Dave said, he started reacting to it the same day, others have told me it could be a day or two after. Some feel crappy as soon as it starts going through their system, but Dave told me it bombed him out. It's just hard to say. I'll be glad when I can get Rick home and just roll with it. I'll just try and get a good sleep tonight so I'm ready for it."

Serena blushed before she sat up again to hold out her hands for Chris, her gaze dipping below his waist as she noticed his arousal. She looked up at him again as her blue eyes darkened and her teeth caught her bottom lip briefly. "Then maybe we'll just have to make sure you're relaxed as you possibly can be. Otherwise if you still have those sleeping pills leftover from when I prescribed them, it might be worth thinking about taking one. You're no good to Rick if you don't have your energy. You look after him, but let me look after you." She kissed his palm and grinned. "And for the record, I could have given you a good show if you did decide to just stand there and watch."

Chris just laughed and shook his head as he took her hands and stepped into the bath. It was one of the selling features, beyond being near the beach and the balcony, that had him picking this place. It was a huge bath, plenty of room for two in the right positions. He just never ended up using it much. He sat down in the other end of the tub, feeling the hot water prickle over his own skin and make his cheeks go red. "Maybe eventually, babe. Right now, I just want to relax and enjoy the bath. It's been an okay day. I don't feel as uptight and like I'm going to cry or throw up all the time." He picked up a handful of bubbles in his palms and blew them at her with a grin.

Serena laughed at the bubbles before picking up some of her own and creating a moustache and beard on her face before she moved this end of the bath to sit between his legs and relax back against Chris. "I definitely prefer it when you don't feel as if you're going to cry, or throw up. Maybe Proctor did do you a favour by giving you your leave early. And this way you got one day with Rick to just be brothers." She picked up his hand and took it between both of hers. "Happy birthday, Dr C."

Chris relaxed down in the bath, this definitely being one of the positions that seemed to work. He linked his fingers in with hers, giving them a squeeze and not at all having any protests about the way her butt was resting against his groin in the warm water. "Hey, I prefer it too. I'm not used to feeling like that, it's been weird for me. I can usually chill, or find a way to chill, but it's like I couldn't find my footing no matter what I did. First hearing about Rick, and then Dave, and then everything else that came in the wake of it. Seriously, I should have grey hair." He rested his cheek against her head, exhaling heavily. "This is nice, and this bubble bath actually smells awesome."

"You should have grey hair, but you don't. Instead I think your beard just got longer. You might also be in need of a walking stick and some high pants to keep your old man stomach in place." Serena was was only teasing, and she wiped off her foamy facial hair as she smiled. "A lot's happened, no one can blame you for losing your footing. Especially not me. I'm just glad that I have managed to help you and not made it worse. I guess I more fixed your metaphorical clicker." Her other hand disappeared under the water and rest on his leg as she lifted out her foot and placed it on the side of the tub and gave her red painted toenails a wiggle. "You had a very fine metrosexual moment, baby. I'm proud."

Chris was laughing again, wrapping his arms tightly around her and giving her squeeze. "I can't help it if I'm one of those dudes that's actually quite freakishly hairy. You just can't see it because I'm fair, but I seriously should shave twice a day. I've always been like that. I was shaving at thirteen. Not very successfully, but I gave it a good and messy shot." He could feel the tension washing away in the water. "Why haven't we done this sooner? Seriously? Can't say I'm much of a bath dude, but this feels nice. Better than Kathy telling me I should try yoga or meditating."

Serena hummed happily as he embraced her and covered his arms with hers as she wriggled just a little against him. She couldn't deny she was more than loving this position either. "Hey, I have no complaints. It's not like you have to start waxing your back or anything. Or do you do that already, and I just don't know about it? I don't think we've done it sooner because we didn't feel like we had the time... We always felt like we had to rush things. But it's like our first date... It'll all happen eventually. And I just realised... I can't wait to see Kathy's face once she finds out your non-yoga ass is mine."

"Okay, confession time. I actually get my chest waxed, but before that sounds like a completely gay or tosser thing to admit to considering I don't seem the sort, it's for the surfing because the hairs hurts like all fuck when you pull off a damp wetsuit," Chris admitted. "And I have no idea why I haven't told you that. It's just something that slipped through the cracks. I used to get my legs done when I mountain biked a lot, too because if you ever stacked, it was less likely to cause infections in any cuts or grazes. So, how about we go tit-for-tat here? Time for you to confess something to me. Beyond the fact you want to kill Kathy, because that is seriously no secret," he added, smirking smugly. He couldn't deny he found her jealousy as hot as hell.

"I used to pad my bra. And before you go on about women not being happy with their breasts, it was more because I was a late bloomer. All the other girls seemed to suddenly get breasts overnight and I was thirteen and still looking like a wooden plank. I wanted this boy, Charles, when I was in middle school. So I stuffed tissues into my bra. but then I realised tissues didn't quite work, so I started using water balloons. Only at the dances, mind you. It was too weird going to school every day and sloshing." Serena tilted her head back to look at him as she started to laugh. "My brother found out and thought I was completely crazy. He also gave Charles a black eye for making me think I needed boobs to impress him. Like me just being me wasn't impressive enough."

Chris sniggered in amusement. "I think I like your brother already," he decided and then slipped his hands from hers to slide his palms up over her body, spreading the bubbles over her soft skin. His hands covered her breasts and his fingers brushed over the curve of them as he started to kiss her throat just below her ear. "I happen to love your breasts just the way they are. The only latex I want to worry about is that between your thighs when I'm buried deep inside you..." he purred softly and started to suck teasingly on her earlobe when his thumbed swirled over her nipple. "I have another confession... I want to make love to you without a condom."

"I still want you to meet him," Serena breathed out before it became a moan and she shuddered against him. She gripped the edge of the bath tightly as she pushed back against Chris and tilted her head to give him better access. She always seemed to instantly react to any touch he gave her, her whole body screaming for more like it had been months since the last time his hands had been on her body. Her tongue ran over her lips as she let out another quiet moan, and the water splashed a little as her hand dropped below it to grip at his leg. "I love my breasts too... I grew to appreciating them. More times I can go without a bra, and no back pain, or being unable to do shirt buttons up... Chris..." She sucked in a breath as her hand slid around to the underside of his thigh. "I want you to as well... So much."

"Ah huh..." Chris murmured in agreement, though he didn't really want to carry on a conversation about either of their brothers while he had his hands all over her soapy, naked body. That would be just too weird. He trailed his tongue around the edge of her ear, his breath tickling the skin. He let his legs drop open a little further at her touch and by now, he wasn't just a little aroused, he was one hundred percent horny and he rolled his hips, rocking his erection against her ass. He was still exploring her familiar breasts with his fingers, but he never got tired of touching her, feeling her. A hand slipped down over her flat stomach amongst all the scented bubbles and he looked over her shoulder at his hand slipping between her legs, his fingers sliding inside her, the tips brushing over her clit. He started fingering her in a slow, teasing rhythm and went back to sucking intently on her neck. "You're so sexy and hot when you come, you know that? I haven't been able to stop thinking about going down on you all day... your scent, your taste... can't get enough..." he breathed out with a soft, hungry moan.

Serena bit back another moan as her head fell back against Chris' shoulder. She was already wet, she could feel it even in the water. Her skin was prickling with heat the more she got aroused from her boyfriend's attentions and her fingers dug into his thigh as she started to move up and down slowly, pushing back against him more so his cock slid deliciously against her ass. Serena gave another shudder as she whimpered in response, her mind taking a little while longer than normal to formulate words. "Unless you're hiding a snorkel mask somewhere, not sure how you're going to be able to--Fuck!"

Chris didn't really care what part of him was connecting with what part of her. Just because that was what he had been fantasising about on and off throughout the day, didn't actually mean he wouldn't be satisfied with anything else. In fact, this was a pretty awesome alternative and they might have time for other things lately if Rick continued to remained passed out in the spare room. Hooking an arm over the edge of the tub so he could get them up into a slightly more sitting position. As lovely as the lying was, it would be hard to do anything more than just more touching, unless he wanted to broach the subject of anal sex and it wasn't really something they had touched up, so he wasn't going to ruin this moment by suggesting something new out of the blue. That wasn't everyone's cup of tea, anyway. But in the new position, she was sitting in his lap in a lethargic and soapy reverse cowgirl position. Perfect, in Chris' humble opinion. He turned her head towards him so they could pick up an intense and hungry kiss and while his fingers continued to stroke her and swirl intent circles over her clit, he was in the perfect position to push up and enter her from behind, even if he sloshed water over the edge of the bath onto the floor in the process.

Serena gripped the tub as well, her other hand moving up into Chris' hair as she started to move against his hips, trying not to send too much water over the edge. It was unavoidable though, but Serena really didn't have any complaints. She was more than willing to indulge in a backwards cowgirl. She moaned against his mouth, letting the kiss muffle the noises as they continued a slow rhythm. A little part of her felt like this was their personal birthday celebration even if Serena was still doing a little internal dance at the idea of moving in with Chris. Soon, this could be a regular thing for them. Or even a little watery fun in the hot tub. She was completely prepared for the sex to stop once Rick's chemo started, but it would nice if they still could steal their little moments together. "I love you..." she breathed out during a break in the kiss.

"I love you too," Chris breathed out, his lips pressing against the corner of her lips again in the wake of the intense kiss. He had found a rhythm with his fingers buried between her legs that matched the slow and purposeful thrusts as he took her from behind. Through a breathless moan, he cursed softly and let his head fall against her shoulder where he pressed another soft trail of kisses over her shoulder and back through the spattering of bubbles. He hadn't actually intended for this to lead to sex. A bubble bath had really just been what he had hoped for, especially when Rick went to bed and Chris knew he was okay for the moment. But this was nice, like getting a cherry on your sundae when you didn't expect one or finding the surprise in the bottom of the cereal packet. Just an added bonus and he would be lying if he didn't admit it was a nice way to end his birthday. It was better than a party. A party could maybe come later down the track, but right now, this was all he wanted.