[NSFW] RP | Unexpected Surprises

[nothingunderit]

[With likebraveheart and later also with kissmyhaggis & rockmeall_night]After a string of lengthy and hectic photoshoots the past couple of days, Braden was tired and in a bit of a cranky mood. He had just gotten back to Iain's place, kicked his shoes off to put his feet up on the coffee table, and almost dozed off when Angus came out of the kitchen putting his coat on and declared that

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[likebraveheart]

Kenzie had to swallow heavily when he took her arm. First his touch felt like electricity, but when it started to hurt, it was like dragging her back down to reality with a thump. She blinked back more tears and wet her lips. "That wasnae my intention," she reiterated hoarsely.

"I didnae know, okay? I just didnae. Did you think I would be thinking straight after getting news like that? I'd hardly slept, hadnae eaten, and I was trying to function and process that news. I fucked up. I know I fucked up. My whole life is a fuck up right now. I'm knocked up by what could be any number of blokes, I'm thirty, I'm divorced, my work partner cannae stand the sight of me, let alone to be in my presence, any assets I had went down the shitter with my divorce, the guy I was... was f-falling for hates me. I hate myself. So, I'm sorry, Braden. I'm so sorry I didnae have the capacity to think that trying to nay hurt you was going to make you feel any worse and that my first thought was me getting pregnant on a random whim would be heartbreaking for you, who cannae even dream of that."

[nothingunderit]

"It was," Braden admitted flatly, feeling a little like he just had the wind knocked out of him. "Hearing you were pregnant was... devastating. I was jealous. I was so jealous, I could hardly think straight. I havenae ever felt like that in my life. I didnae like feeling like that, and I didnae know how to cope with it. But I knew you were hurting, and I didnae want you to be hurting. Or I um..."

He paused, wetting his lips and pressing them together briefly as he sighed, trying to get the confusing thoughts out. "I wanted to ease it, maybe. To help. Cannae admit to knowing what the hell I was doing, or what I should do, but I tried. I was willing to try. But you didnae want anything and I... felt used," he ended, a frown of pain appearing on his face as he gave a shake of his head. "You need ice on that."

[likebraveheart]

Kenzie gave the slightest of nods, too choked up to say anything more at that moment. She moved passed him, making sure she didn't actually touch him as she did and headed in the direction of the kitchen. She knew there were ice packs there when she went on a raid to try and find ice cream. Every freezer should have an ice pack, you never knew when a bloke you were achingly in love with was going to knock you on your arse and scream at you.

Tears were still dripping down her cheeks by the time she reached the fridge and even though she opened the door, she just stood there, her head dropping down towards her chest as she started to cry again. Hearing him say the words, admit to what she had suspected all along... it hurt. Even though she couldn't see, somewhere inside her she just knew he had followed. "I wanted you to come back that day," she sobbed quietly, the words barely audible. "I wanted you to come back and tell me it was all going to be okay."

[nothingunderit]

Braden's words were lost on him. He didn't understand why she pushed him away when she didn't want to, he didn't really know what she wanted from him. The confusion was swallowing him and his own eyes were damp from unshed tears as he watched her just stand at the fridge and sob brokenly. He should have taken the ice from the freezer and helped her with her arm, he knew he should have.

But instead, he stepped over to her, his arm around around her waist to turn her around so he could at least see her face, see her eyes. He tried to read all that stared back at him, but it was impossible. They didn't know each other well enough for that, hadn't given each other enough of a chance to. He didn't know what he was doing, but he found himself leaning in to brush his lips against the corner of hers, seeking permission to kiss her.

[likebraveheart]

Kenzie's breath caught up in her throat as soon as she felt his lips against hers. She froze at first, completely still for a few moments when her brain tried to tease her that it was all a dream. She could feel him, though. His breath soft against her cheek and his hand warm on her waist that she could feel through the thin cotton of her blouse. He was kissing her and she didn't have to ask him to do it. Memories of their night together came flooding back, not that they were ever too far from the surface.

When she exhaled, it was sharp, her breathing turning into small pants of hesitation while she had to decide whether kissing him back was going to be a mistake or whether he was doing this because he wanted to or... for some other reason she was scare to think about. But after a couple of moments, she wrapped her arm around him and started kissing him back deeply, the freezer door swinging closed again without her there to hold it open. He tasted better than she even remembered and his tongue was warm and soft against hers. He knew how to kiss... he knew how to kiss amazingly and a small whimper escaped her as she started to ache for more, the kiss turning hungry as she gripped the back of his shirt.

[nothingunderit]

Once he started, it was like he couldn't stop. There had always been a tiny piece of him that knew he was angry about the whole mess because he had feelings for her. He didn't know how long he had been having them, but he did. He wouldn't have found himself offering to help her that morning if he didn't. It had been fueled by a complete and total helplessness of how to take away her pain. The jealousy had just blinded him and it had been a horrible thing he didn't have the capacity to deal with without taking time to process it and lick his wounds. Kenzie's pregnancy had slammed a lot of things home for him that hurt. Even still now, he didn't know what he wanted or how they coul fix the situation, but all the problems were shoved to the side and all he could focus on was her.

This could be a mistake, he knew it. They both would know it. But something needed to give before they could stop and pick up the pieces. The kiss was deep, desperate and the embrace was unwavering. He had to press her up against the fridge to be able to keep them upright from the force of it. He wanted her, he was painfully aroused, his erection pressing against her hip in the embrace, and before he could stop himself, his hand was hitching her skirt up so he could slip his fingers into her panties, feeling her aroused dampness. She wanted this too. If it was a mistake, they could worry about it later.

[likebraveheart]

Kenzie sucked in a sharp breath through her nose as soon as she felt his fingers between her legs. The urge to cry out was strong, but the kiss stifled it as it continued without breaking. The laminet of the fridge was cold against her back, but it gave her leverage to rock her hips forward against it hand and a whimpered moan was stifled again when she could feel the tip of his finger brush teasingly against her clit. She more than wanted it, she was burning for it, and she already started working to quickly get the button of his jeans undone. The zipper was next and then she pushed her hand inside his underwear to cup his hard cock in her palm. He was huge at full capacity, the length warm and smooth. She nearly came just feeling it again and a warning shudder rolled through her body. She just needed to feel him inside her before she gave in, though. Even if this was the last time they would ever do it, she needed him so badly.

She pushed the jeans down over his hips, her thumbs brushing over his soft skin. Suddenly it was like she could kiss him hard enough or keep enough. They were both panting heavily from the anticipation and she was drowning in the breathless, aroused noises he was making just like she had done that first night. She managed to get her hand just a little bit lower so her fingers massaged against his balls. They were tight and she knew he was aching for this just as much as she was. That had to be something, right? A guy didn't go from zero to one hundred in a few moments if he didn't want it or need it. There had been hardly any foreplay, only pent-up emotions. Sometimes, that was all it took.

[nothingunderit]

Braden growled softly, deep in his throat. It was ironic that one of his most sensitive pleasure points were his balls when they had caused him some much grief. He could be putty in a girl's hand in moments if paid attention to his balls, and indeed proof had been in case the night he spent with Kenzie when she ahd managed to make him come just by knowing the perfect way to massage his balls and kiss him. The sex that night had been mind-blowing. He should have known it wasn't just sex, he should have seen all the signs. He should never have bought the whole helping out a friend thing. If he hadn't, he might've had a better heads-up on what was happening, but he missed it. He tripped, and they both landed face-first into a pile of shit they didn't know how to get out of it. Suddenly and abruptly, he just needed her again, so badly that he uncharacteristically didn't even pay mind to the fact Angus could walk back into the room at any moment. He had even been too distracted to stop and wonder why Kenzie was here, or how she was here. There was still part of him expecting to wake up at any moment and realise this was just a surreal dream. Dreams never rationally connected, and none of this seemed to be either.

Her panties were the soft cotton type, stretchy enough for him to be able to just push them aside with his fingers. He tightened the embrace, pressing them closer together still so he could hitch her leg up to rest against his hip, and as he bit down softly on her lower lip in the kiss, he rocked forward and entered her deeply. He grunted softly when he felt the tight, damp heat engulf him. It was expected, but the abrupt pleasure of it took him by surprise. He paused for a moment to let the heat sweep through him before he began to thrust slow and smoothly in and out of her with a soft rhythm.

[likebraveheart]

He was deep inside her. Inside her without a condom, without barriers, just him. She wanted to cry all over again, and probably would have if she wasn't so completely and utterly turned on and desperate to drown herself in these mixx of feelings. She was pulsing between her legs and the kiss finally broke when she had to drop her head back against the fridge to gasp in a deep, sharp breath. She clawed at his back, reflexively trying to pull him closer against her, but it was impossible when they were already wrapped in the tightest embrace. There was nothing frantic about it. It was slow, and it was intense. She didn't know if she could ever get enough of him.

It shouldn't have been over so quickly. She didn't want it to ever end. But at this angle, and the way he was expertly taking her deeply with every thrust had his hard length brushing deliciously against her clit with every stroke. She captured his lips again in another hungry, bruising kiss and her hips rocked to meet his every movement. She had been a lost cause before it had even started, though. Too much pent-up feelings and yearning, too many nights thinking about having sex with him again, it all forced to the forefront and with a strangled cry caught in the kiss, her whole body shuddered with the force of the orgasm that felt like it sparked every single fibre of her.

[nothingunderit]

Braden was an average guy, of course there were times in his life where he peaked a little sooner than expected. This was different, though. He was almost ready to climax as soon as he entered her. It was something of a raw need for them to be connected like this at that moment, and they gave into it. They were still consenting adults, right? As soon as he felt her body shuddering agains this, though, something peaked inside him and he let go right along with her, pushing her forcefully up against the refridgerator as his own climax shot through him and he exploded inside her. There was a tiny realisation somewhere in the back of his mind that that this was the first time he hadn't used a condom since he had been trying for a child with his ex, but he didn't let his mind stop there. If he did, he could well about lose the small clutch he had remaining on his emotions.

They were both breathless and still in the embrace in the aftermath. The kiss had ended, and he met her eyes as he panted softly to try and catch his breath. He seemed reluctant to let her go as he wet his lips that were swollen and tingling after the forceful and hungry kissing. He blinked, the penny dropping that he really had just had sex with Kenzie in Stuart's kitchen... or had they just made love? Made love again, maybe? Was that what it had been that night? Was that why it had felt like everything came crashing down around him when the news of her pregnancy fell in their laps? He pulled out of her gently and eased her leg down, holding her closely so she could get her balance and then he cleared his throat. "We, uh... um, should get ice on that wrist," he finally murmured as he tucked himself back into his underwear and zipped his jeans up.

[likebraveheart]

Kenzie was dazed in the afterglow and her legs felt shaky and weak. She actually just wanted to crawl into bed with him and nab some post-coital snuggling, but that probably wasn'y meant to be right now. She felt even more confused than she bad before they started yelling at each other, but something had shifted. She just didn't know what yet. She wasn't going to share the information with him, but she could still feel the wet, warm remnants of him between her legs as she tugged her panties up and pushed her skirt back down. Some girls didn't like, she usually didn't either, but this was Braden. She would lie in a billion wet spots for him because the wet was him.

"Right... ice..." she said hastily, clearing her throat too as she yanked the freezer open again. Her body was still prickly from the orgasm and her mind was foggy. She stared into the appliance, trying to remember what she was looking for again.

[nothingunderit]

Braden rested his hand on her hip and reached around her to take an ice pack from the door that he had spotted over her head. He gave her a soft squeeze and held it up. "Let's go sit doon. You'll need this on for a wee while," he said softly and stepped back to unloop a dish towel from where it was hanging on the oven door. "You might need to lead the way," he told her with a shrug. He had no idea where anything in this house was, it was the first time he had been here and he finally realised that Gus - somehow - had set him up for this, to 'accidentally' bump into Kenzie... meaning Jules was probably here somewhere too. Suddenly, he felt exhausted.