[NSFW] RP | Unexpected Surprises

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[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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Kenzie still couldn't believe this place had four bathrooms. At least, that was the amount she had seen. For all she knew, there could be more. Four bathrooms for a pregnant chick in her first trimester was just heaven, though and she was finding how convenient they were when the all-day-sickness seemed to hit her abruptly at random intervals. One minute, she could feel fine, and the next, she was hurling in a gutter or a garden or a sink. She didn't like feeling pregnant. It was throwing her off, and it was even harder that she was having trouble even believing she was. Something was blocking her from trying to connect with it all. She had a sneaking suspicion that something was a tall, blond, Scottish paramedic/model

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No Braden might be pissed off and bitter about the whole thing, but he wasn't a bastard. He was utterly stunned and shocked to find Kenzie there, and the confusion set in immediately, but as soon as she hit the ground and inevitably started to cry, the guilt washed over him ten fold. "Kenzie!" he gasped, as the whole scene happend so quickly it was like falling dominoes. He didn't really have time to stop and wonder what the fuck had just happened here.

He crouched down in front of her, resting his hand on her arm. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you... you... w-what are you doing here?" he asked, sucking in a sharp breath when he realised his heart was beating rapidly from the unexpected shock. "Stop, stop... just... shh... Kenzie," he pleaded gently, his stomach feeling cold at hearing her horrible words.

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Kenzie gave him a small shove, even if she had no strength behind it. "You stop! You shut up! Dinnae tell me to shush, you big piece of snot! You cannae be screening me and just pretend to have all sympathy again! You knocked me on my arse, but that doesnae me you owe me anything. Stop it! Dinnae touch me! You made your point well clear, Evans!"

Her voice had risen, and she was glaring at him through the tears that just wouldn't stop. She tried to wipe them away and realised her wrist was sore where she fell on it, and her butt hurt. A lot. She had been missing him painfully, but now he was here, she just wanted to smack him she was so frustrated and shocked to see him. "You didnae even tell me you were coming here!" she snapped.

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"You didnae tell me either!" Braden snapped back, his own voice raising in reaction. He stood back up again, but still offered his hand to help her up, even if she was bitching him out to the max. "And dinnae be cussing me oot and taking everything oot on me! I havenae done anything wrong but want to get away with my family! I'm nay leaving fecking questionable voicemail messages on someone's phone that I fecking pushed away and told to stick it! Where do you get the hell off telling me you want sex off me again, anyway? You made it clear enough where I stood and now you're making oot like I'm some sort of fecking arsehole who turfed you oot on your arse. I didnae knock you up, remember!"

[likebraveheart]

Kenzie ignored his hand and pulled herself back up against the wall instead. Once she was standing in front of him again, she felt an odd calmness wash over her in the wake of him yelling at her. She had never seen him so riled up and angry for. Never. He always kept his cool, was always so quiet. This just floored her, and her own emotions were forgotten for a moment... especially considering what he had just said.

She was cradling her wrist against her chest, making a note to ice it when she got the chance. "Aye, I remember," she finally murmured. "I'm pregnant, not mental. Pregnant and stupid. I made mistakes, Braden. I pushed you away because I didnae want to hurt you."

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"You're hurt," Braden noticed and was reaching for her arm to examine it, even if he was risking her smacking him down for it. She had told him not to touch her, but he couldn't help it if she needed help. If she had broken her wrist, he would feel absolutely terrible. In fact, he already did. The emotional explosion left him feeling dazed, like he had been physically hit in the head, but it had only been words. Ironic how hard a punch they could pack sometimes.

He nursed her wrist in his hand, feeling it gently with his thumb to see if he could detect any breaks. "Well, you did. You made me feel like a complete tosser. How did you expect me to feel? To react?"

[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

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"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."

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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."

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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

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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

[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

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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.

[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

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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