Growing Pains

[_badass_slayer_]

This cryin' thing fuckin' sucks, yo. The few times I have cried, didn't last very long. What I'm doin', now? Goes somewhere in the category of Never-Thought-This-Would-Happen. He's holdin' me, he's forgiven me, Wes has forgiven me, and I have no fuckin' clue what to do next

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[gfs_wesleypryce]

My mind is still reeling when she licks up my chest and neck, sending several more convulsions through me. I groan and close my eyes. This girl is going to be the death of me if she keeps this up.

Especially when she nibbles my jaw. Bloody hell, she certainly knows what's she doing.

"Mmmm. That was fuckin' amazing. I think I could probably sleep for a week now."

"I certainly agree with that," I tell her, wrapping my arm around her as she rests her head on my chest. "Wake me up in a few months if you'd be so kind."

Even though I'm exhausted, especially with everything that had happened, I don't fall asleep right away. Instead, I find myself running my fingers through her hair and thinking about how we ended up here. I never would have expected this ever - and it never would have happened had the accident never occurred. I still don't understand where all these feelings have come from, but they're definitely something I want to explore.

Pressing a kiss to Faith's forehead, I close my eyes and finally feel myself drifting off to sleep.

[_badass_slayer_]

When I wake up after the fan-fuckin'-tastic sex Earl and I just had, the first thing I think of is ice cream. I always get wicked cravings after a good roll in the sheets, but I also enjoy layin' here with him, so, shit, if I want the fuckin' ice cream, I gotta get my ass up...and his too.

I can't help the slight grin spreadin' across my face at the sight of him sleepin' like a baby. Poor guy needs some rest, man...especially after all the crazyness goin' on right now. I should let him rest; I really should, however, my stomach is disagreeing with the plan, so I better wake Sleeping Beauty.

Proppin' myself up on my elbows, I blow air in his ear. He twitches a little, but no real movement. Better try somethin' else. And suddenly a wicked brainstorm comes to me.

I slip a hand under the sheets until I find my target, then I start to stroke it to attention. Earl moans as I work him up....literally. I kiss his lips and whisper, "Wakey-wakey."

[gfs_wesleypryce]

My dreams were surprisingly quiet - I suppose that happens when you're so knackered following an undeniably strange turn of events in your life. That include having sex with someone you never expected.

I seem to have quite the knack for doing that, actually.

I was just beginning to wake up when I realized that I was also starting to feel rather turned on, sensations tightening in my groin. Opening my eyes, Faith kissing me and telling me to wake up. The reason for my half-aroused state was quite apparent now. Her hand is...her hand is really very talented. Good lord.

"Faith," I groan into her lips. "As much fun as another go-round would be...I don't think I'm up for it at the moment, no matter what my body is saying to the contrary."