Mojo Amore (RP with Lauren)

[magicanyway]

Follows THIS Andy stayed close to Lauren at first while she held down Barry long enough for Lizzie to pack. After a while it was clear she had the situation very much under control. He looked at Lauren and she nodded towards the bedroom for Andy to help Lizzie pack her things. He helped her as quickly as he could, wrapping breakable things in

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[possessingbadge]

"You can't help me if you can't help yourself Andy. You were just as bad off as I was and you did it to yourself. I needed you to be strong enough for the two of us. You had to be the one okay since I couldn't be. How could you expect me to believe that everything was going to be alright and this wasn't going to beat us when I could count the ribs on your back?" She questioned her voice cracking a few times.

She didn't pull her hand away and she kissed him back but it was always harder for her to be lovey when they were in a serious conversation. "You were scared. That was fear holding my hand or resting it on my knee. Just like it was fear that made you avoid my ass and decide not to fuck me. I did screw up before. I rushed things and I couldn't handle it but I have been trying so hard since then to make things right again. I stopped drinking. I came here. I talked to my mom and helped her out. I stood up to her jackass of a husband. I thought that you would see all that and stop treating me like I was made of glass but it didn't matter. I was still broken to you. Just like always something dramatic had to happen before you got it. And you can't even say I didn't try and talk to you about it before because I did. I straight out said I hated that you felt like you had to ask to touch me. I told you it made me feel guilty as hell. You told me that you would stop and that it wasn't my fault. That I had nothing to feel guilty about but it didn't stop you from doing it. Words are just words Andy and I'm getting really tired of talking in circles. If you're going to say something, do it, or else it means nothing."

[magicanyway]

He had already told her he messed up. He didn't see how he could apologize for his breakdown or for not being there for her any more than he already had so he let that part drop, though he hated that she was hurt.
"I know it was fear. My wife got raped and tortured and left for dead because her husband wasn't paying close enough attention. Damn fucking straight I'm gonna be a bit more clingy. Damn fucking straight I'm gonna be on edge for a while. I..." he shook his head, trying not to get angry. He felt like it was an unfair judgment on her part. He hadn't do anything so horrible.

"I did see all that, Lauren. I told you how proud I was of what you did for your mum and how you toned back the drinking for me. That time in the plane when you could touch me was amazing. You've made so much progress. I never felt like I had to ask you if I could touch you. I thought that would be the considerate, loving thing to do after what happened before. I read books about survivors and how husbands can help and I.."

He stopped everything he said, feeling like shit, worn out, just wanting everything to be okay. Clearly he couldn't redeem himself no matter what he said. "Let's stop talking in circles. I know I screwed up. You've made that clear. How do we get past this? What specifically needs to change? Let's work that together. And then goddamnit I'm gonna fuck you in the ass, because you're mine. You're my wife, and that's my ass and I want to take it back."

[possessingbadge]

She grew quiet for a few minutes then she shrugged. "I don't know. That's why I was going to go. I can't be treated like glass forever. I can't fight every time I want some normalcy out of you. I know this all seems so petty to you but it was like I couldn't be over it until everyone else was. Every sad or scared look. Every person that asks me how I am or if I'm okay. Every friend that gets choked up. I want to get away from all of it. I want to be allowed to forget. I just want it to be over and it's never going to be over. I can't do this anymore."

[magicanyway]

"Nor should you have to," Andy said, without skipping a beat. Lauren wasn't used to having so many people care about her or a husband devoted to her. She was used to fending for herself. She was used to surviving by herself with no one else. She wasn't used to things happening to her affecting so many others. Andy decided he could accept that. She might have gone over the limit of just accepting Andy's personality but he was ready to accept her instincts and personality and needs for that what they were. He loved her and therefore he loved him. All of this was becoming clear to him. He wasn't going to let her run just because she was ruled by instincts. She had instincts. He had emotions. Together they were good. Separately they caused problems but put them together and there was a good thing. He was more convinced than ever that he was meant to be with Lauren. That they were meant to be one. "Okay. Let's not do it anymore then."

Without another word he picked her up by her middle and carried her to the bed. He pushed her to her knees and began to tongue her asshole and stroke himself. He reached his finger up to her puckered opening and stroked it almost roughly.