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What Do You Fear? [randomname98766789 and Amaranthine]

Finally, Bryce stopped taking it slow. His hips began thrusting at an almost violent rate. This was deemed safe because Alicia’s slick walls had to be soaking wet with her juices and his pre-cum. Plus, his cock had been buried so deep inside of the girl that the walls likely have adjusted well already. Both himself and his girlfriend were full of adrenaline and arousal in that moment. The intensified fucking would hopefully make Alicia feel pleasure, not pain. Compared to their first time and the session so far, this thrusting was comparably rougher. That was exactly what Bryce wanted, though. Venturing deeper into the rough sex territory, Bryce wrapped his right hand in those long locks of Alicia’s, pulling on it rather firmly. His left hand sneaked back in between her legs, massaging her clit with an intense force as well. The wet, slapping noise grew louder and the loudness of his moans increased as did the frequency.

“I’m going to cum, now. I’m going to fill your tight little pussy, baby. You’re going to love being my slave and my captive.” The threat was real and it would only take a few more thrusts combined with a handful more of Alicia’s gagged moans before Bryce collapsed over the edge. The power of his orgasm was significantly stronger than any orgasm the male had ever experienced before. The moan was so loud that he felt surprised the entire coast of California did not hear him. The tingling of his balls started before every inch of his cock began throbbing wildly right before the release. Then, five spurts of his hot, sticky semen exploded from the tip of his cock with a force unlike any other, shooting inside of Alicia and filling her to the brim.

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If Nick thought with a clear head, he would have understood Anna was not a manipulator. Her one moment of weakness was not entirely her fault. Stress made people do shit they would not regularly do. No, that did not make cheating right but it also did not erase their years of love and happiness. Probably the main reason why Nick did not move on after Anna was because he ignored the good times and only focused on the cheating and their bad times together. It made Nick convince himself that their entire relationship was toxic. She was the reason he continued abusing and using drugs. She kept him out of getting a real job and starting his life. Well, that was exactly the words Nick had told himself. However, Nick knew that the real love they shared would always live in his heart. Though Anna was at fault, Nick also never understood that he made mistakes as well. Those were just ignored. Everything always happened to him, not caused by him. For that, the guilt weighed him down and his life was miserable after leaving Anna. Without even offering her a chance to explain, Nick was wrong about that as well. She deserved that much. She deserved more than he gave her. They both tried to give each other their all but they both fell short. Nick wanted nothing to do with Anna at the same time he wanted everything to do with her.

Back on the Abigail, Madison and the family merely disposed of Reed’s dead body onto the Zodiac. Either way, they could still use Reed’s dead body and reanimated state to help take out a few people of this enemy group. The older woman spotted three people on the ship so she stopped by the docks and just dumped the infected Reed would find his way back to Connor or someone else. Finally, she drove the Zodiac towards the large ship, sitting at the bottom as she waited for the others to jump. Though she could not hear about anything they were saying, it did not look good. Then, Anna started talking about not wanting to do this and wanting to leave. Jack continued looking defeated and he frowned, taking a step towards her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Anna. Please stay with me. I know we can make this work. You just need to give it a chance. Besides, you told me that you didn’t want to be near your ex anyways. You told me that you wanted to get away and here you are. We have a chance, here, Anna.” When Jack said this, Nick raised his gun towards Jack as his temper was flaring and he was ready to pull the trigger. “Anna. Jump. Now. I’ll make sure he doesn’t do shit.” He muttered, not even looking towards the woman.
 
His roughness came off as he planned - every thrust, each stronger than the last, worked towards bringing Alicia's pleasure to the peak and her stream of moans and whimpers intensified with each moment that passed between them. Before long she was nearing her own orgasm and he pulled at her her from the base, taking a handful in to his grasp and tugging. The rough pull yanked her head towards him and she couldn't help but let out a moan, louder this time, at the sudden change in stimulation. She wanted him to pull harder, to increase the pleasure from the pain - she hadn't expected to enjoy this either, but she had also thought that she would end up being rather vanilla sexually. Maybe Bryce just out the worst in her - in all of the right ways. He brought out depraved desires and hot moans, all of the things that Alicia could have never imagined herself wanting - she wanted with him.

She was so close to her orgasm when Bryce's dirty words spilled the secret that his own was nearing - it didn't take long after that for him to spurt in to her as her walls tightened and spasmed around his length. High pitched porn-style moans were not Alicia's jam - she much rathered low, dirty, sexy moans that no one could mistake to be forced. However, as she orgasmed around him the pitch of her moans changed naturally, jumping an octave and also to a higher volume as her legs pulled tight to her core and her thighs quivered. She was lout without being over the top, each little noise that left her lips nothing but genuine and right. Had she been able to she would have clutched at him, pulled him tight - that was one reason she would have liked to have sex with him without the ties at one point. She wanted to know what it felt like to be able to hold on to him as they came together, to be able to press her fingers in to his back, grasp at his hair, run her hands all over him. The strong waves of her orgasm seceded and her moans gradually faded but she stayed there, breathing heavily with her eyes closed as she rode out the remainder.

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Anna wished that Nick would understand that sometimes things weren't as simple as they seemed; she knew she had been in the wrong. However, that didn't change two things: first, that she had been in a severely altered mental state and not just from the drugs. Someone who hadn't experienced what she had couldn't understand how overwhelming it felt to be faced with the predator that had stalked them, and that even years later one glimpse of them, one wrong word or touch - that was all it took to feel like that scared child again. Secondly, and one of the main factors (besides the fact that the way he touched her reminded her of John and that left her dissociated right out of this world) in why she didn't tell Ronnie to stop - Anna had been sure that Nick wasn't coming back. Maybe she had underestimated him, sure, or maybe the stress of everything going on that day just made her feel hopeless but after not hearing from him for almost two days she had pretty much accepted the fact that her relationship was over. Molly hadn't helped with that - while the girl was like a sister to Anna, she also was never afraid to tell her when she was fucking up. Molly's talk was also the only reason Anna hadn't done something reckless much, much sooner. The older woman had talked a little sense in to her, told her to just give him some space to cool down. If it's meant to be he'll come back, but I wouldn't blame him if he didn't - thanks, Molly. Anna didn't like being told she was overwhelming but she knew it was a damn fact. Anna didn't blame Nick for leaving, not really - she just wished that he would have walked away because she was a cunt, not because of an isolated and incredibly unfair single incident that could have been avoided with a single answered text message letting her know that she was not actually the most hated human being in the history of human beings.

And of course Jack wouldn't just listen and Anna couldn't help but just shake her head as he stepped forward towards them. It was too late to properly hold Nick back now, which meant it was too late to stop whatever was about to happen. "Don't do it unless you need to, Connor will have it out for him when he comes to. He doesn't need to be on your conscience," she said softly with one hand on his shoulder as she turned to step away. Vertigo struck as soon as she looked over the edge of the ship. One - Anna hated heights, or more like falling - and she was about to free fall in to the water. Two - she was not a strong swimmer and combined with both anemia and poor circulation from her years of drug use, she was going to freeze her ass off as soon as she was out of the water and it wasn't like the Abigail had enough power to run her a hot bath to warm back up. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you," she cursed silently to no one in particular as she worked herself up to leap with the world's biggest frown on her face. "Fuck all of you and your families too," she muttered and that was that - she stopped letting herself get worked up and hopped off the edge and in to the water below. Her body jolted beneath the water as the cold struck and she had to fight to surface again - by the time she did Travis, too, had lept and Nick was left on top alone. Madison pulled the Zodiac in closer and helped the soaked pair in to the boat while Anna focused on the cargo ship, waiting on Nick.
 
An intense wave of euphoria wracked through Bryce’s entire body. Not only did the male derive a great deal of pleasure from his own orgasm, but Alicia’s orgasm made him feel even more spectacular. After both orgasms were reached, he shared a gentle, sweet moment of gazing into Alicia’s eyes while his cock was returning to a flaccid state and his breathing was evening out. Of course, Bryce would not intend on tying Alicia up every single time they made love. This was something new and something he wanted to explore since forever ago. Therefore, he found it appropriate to try this way for their first couple times. Bryce was already planning ahead, wanting their next time to involve some romance under the stars. If he could find some of Alicia’s favorite flowers, that would be excellent. She deserved the entire universe and Bryce would give it to her if he could. Now, offering the girl a smile, he realized it was time to free her from the zip ties. The only thing he disliked about sing them were that they were good for a one time use only. He would have to cut them off with his knife to free Alicia.

So, he went to work. The girl’s hands were freed first before her ankles. Then, he carefully sliced the ties holding her big toes together and left the cleave gag for last. That was purposeful. It would be obvious now that the gag almost always was applied first and most definitely the last thing he removed. Reaching behind Alicia’s head, Bryce untied the cloth and freed it from her lips. Now, the girl was free from any and all bondage so he expected a barrage of kissing and touching (not that he would complain). With open arms, he helped kickstart the cuddling session by wrapping his arms so tight around Alicia’s shoulders, pulling her into his chest before planting the most passionate kiss possible onto her lips. He held it for as long as possible, even as he was running out of oxygen. To him, though, kissing her was incredibly more important than pulling back and taking a breath. He never wanted to stop kissing his girlfriend. Her lips were so soft and they appeared to mesh perfectly with his own, almost like they were made for each other to kiss.

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It hardly mattered when Anna told Nick he should stand down. It was ironic she meant having Jack on his conscience. Out all the shit Nick had done, he had countless things on his mind at night. Was adding one more thing really that big of a deal? If it helped get Anna home safely, then he would do it. But if Jack was all bark and no bite, would Nick really shoot a man who posed no threat? Honestly, he wanted to. The way this snake talked about Anna and looked at Anna – it drove him wild. Besides, this was HIS Anna, not Jack’s. Well, she was not his anymore but Nick could not help but thinking and feeling that way. That one thought drove his actions today because Nick had to be the one that rescued Anna. It did not matter what their relationship was like now or if they even had a chance at being friends, at the least. Nick had lost Anna a long time ago, that was understandable. It was not understandable to lose her permanently in the way he might have lost her had nobody sought her out after she was taken with Travis. Although logic told him to not pursue her, that he should not put this much stake of his feelings into whether she was safe or not, some things were easier said than done. Here Nick was, ready to kill a man for Anna, over Anna, and to keep Anna safe. She was at the center of his actions. The sad thing was, Nick did not care if he killed Jack. What did he care about? Anna jumping down to safety, of course.

So, even as Anna said this, Nick did not lower the gun. Unfortunately, the words were somehow twisted in Jack’s mind. It made him think she wanted him to live, that she might actually care for him. Jack thought it meant she was going to turn away from the side and walk back to him and jump into his arms just like the perfect little fairytale he envisioned. However, he noticed she turned the wrong way after talking to Nick and it did not make sense. There was no chance she was still leaving him, right? “Anna…?” Jack whispered in a voice that he could barely hear himself when Anna took the leap of faith. Nick knew it was difficult for Anna. He knew how much she hated heights and how swimming was not her best ability. The only thing putting his mind at ease was knowing that Madison was close with the Zodiac so the chances of anything horrible happening were low. The worst possible outcome was likely Anna freezing her ass off.

Now, it was just Nick and Jack. Deciding he would just leave Jack alone, Nick prepared himself to jump. “You’re Nick, aren’t you?” Jack whispered in a defeated voice. “Tell Anna…. Tell her that I’ll always be waiting for her.” As if she would ever want to be back with him, Nick chuckled. “Oh, I’ll tell her. But I have a message to give first.” Confused, Jack watched Nick as he flipped the gun around and struck Jack over the face with the handle of the handgun. It did not knock him out or kill him or anything like that. It just busted his face open and he was groaning. “That was for ever putting your hands on Anna.” Nick hissed, having done his job and now turning back towards the water where he jumped as well, landing ten feet away from the Zodiac. He made the short swim, being pulled up by his mother and greeted with a hug from her. “Nick, what the hell were you thinking? Why didn’t you tell anyone what you were doing?” She scolded him but all Nick could do was shrug. He didn’t think about it, he just acted.
 
That had been... Well, it had been much more than Alicia had been expecting when the idea had first been approached. She had doubted her ability to stick to the role, as well as whether or not she would be able to keep the lines clear between what was Bryce and what was the character he was playing with them. However, all of that had turned out spectacularly and she came out the other side feeling much, much better than she had before. The seizing of the ship was but a distant memory to her and she didn't even realize she had no idea what was going on outside of their room. None of that mattered, though. What mattered was being able to pull Bryce in close after he cut the ties from her limbs. He pulled her in and she held on to him just as hard, arms tight against his chest as they slid below his armpit. One rested with a loose hold on the curls at the base of his neck while the other grasped at the opposite elbow.

Her legs slipped apart enough for one of his to slide between them as she kissed him: passionately, needingly, endlessly. Alicia's need for Bryce felt stronger than her need for oxygen and she only pulled away to breathe when her lungs begged for air. Even then she only split from him by millimeters and only for a moment - as quick as she left the kiss she returned to it, greeting him with soft lips and her teeth grazing just slightly against his lower lip. "I love you so much," she whispered breathlessly, body and lips still pressed to his.

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Anna was unaware what was going on up on the ship, only that Nick was yet to follow, and her gaze did not leave Nick's figure for even a moment. With her arms pulled tight to her chest, hands tucked tight in to the crooks of her elbows because god damn it she knew she was going to have freezing hands for the next hour now. It rarely paid off to be as skinny as she was, the result of a naturally small build combined with (like most of her health issues) years of drug abuse. While she didn't look bad, she rocked a 'hot mess' kind of vibe more than anything nowadays, back when she was younger and she had actually looked healthy she had been rather stunning. Now those days were just memories she'd long forgotten and pictures in Molly's photo albums and a facebook page that would never be seen again. (That same page had a lot of pictures of Nick, as well. She'd never deleted them, just made them private so that Molly would think she had deleted them.)

And then Nick was down - but not before she watched his figure vanish towards Jack's direction. Of course Nick would get a hit in - Anna wasn't dumb. They were both impulsive people, as well as rather territorial people - Anna had once almost beat the shit out of Gloria way back in the early days, when they had barely known what they were doing with each other. Luckily the women had never actually met and Anna had just been getting grumbly about the fact that another woman seemed to have Nick's attention while he was in her damn room, but Nick had learned pretty quickly that she was the jealous type and she really was not afraid to fight someone (even people who probably weighed twice as much as her). Anna helped pulled him to the boat but let go as Madison pulled her son in to a hug. She huddled close to him because he was warm and she was not but besides using his shoulder for some semblance of warmth she didn't touch him any more than that. She wanted to, sure, but she didn't dare to. She had a feeling she'd already used up her allotted amount of sexual references and inappropriate touches for, well, the rest of her life. The Zodiac started back towards the Abigail and as Anna looked back towards the ship, she could see Jack standing at the top still. She only looked for a moment before returning her attention to those around her. "She's right, Nick. Just for the record, I agree with Madison. Thank you, but what the fuck."
 
Yes, Bryce expected Alicia to cling after she was freed. However, he did not expect this. Obviously, this was not a complaint. It was the opposite. A smile graced Bryce’s lips as his arms remained wrapped around the girl’s waist, his hands resting on her hips. He had no time to respond as her lips were sealed over his before her teeth were tugging. His hands finally moved upwards, sliding his fingers through her beautiful, voluptuous hair. The kiss grew deeper and stronger, his own tongue battling with Alicia’s as he did everything to pull their bodies close. It felt like there was not even one inch of room between their body at any given location. Bryce preferred it this way. A light chuckle left his lips and he finally had a second to tell Alicia that he loved her, too. If this was how she would react after being bound and gagged, then, that was only motivation to “kidnap” her more often.

“So… how… did you… like that?” His words were all spoken in the midst of the kiss. It was clear that Bryce was not getting away from this even if he wanted to (But trust him, he didn’t). He tried to say something and pull back for maybe one second or two, but it was like Alicia just chased his lips each time so he was going to give her the kissing she wanted. All he could do was hope that his girlfriend liked to play the same way he did, that she would want to be his captive again one night. While it was fun doing that, he continued cuddling with Alicia, knowing that now she did deserve some of the sweet affection that he was more than willing to offer.

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“I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t just sit on my ass and not do anything. Mom, I knew you could come up with a plan but I couldn’t wait another second. So, I did what I did. I don’t regret it. It worked out. No big deal.” Madison rolled her eyes when Nick coined his actions as no big deal. “Really? No big deal? Just like when you sneaked out in the middle of the night, swam to the coast, and did an errand for Strand? You’re being reckless, Nick. Twice in one day now you’ve put your life on the line unnecessarily. We would have figured out a plan together for Anna and Travis. You know that.” Not only did Madison express her concern, but she also revealed to Anna where Nick had been today. It was no secret that he was missing when Anna was taken. Now, the girl just heard the reason – he actually put himself in the water and swam however long it took to reach the coast for Strand. “Yeah, but we couldn’t get across the border without him so whatever. It was necessary. Both were necessary.” The second piece was necessary because Nick felt guilty. If he would have been there, perhaps Anna and Travis would not have been taken. Okay, that was a stretch but Nick maybe could have thought of something. Now that they were both safe, however, his mind was cleared as was his conscience.

There was something else on his mind regarding Anna, though. Since she was one of the two taken, the desire to rescue her and Travis was heightened more than it would have been had it been only Travis. While he liked the older man, he did not even come close to being as important to Nick as Anna. Now, the mother and son grew silent, not acknowlediging anything else until the Zodiac reached the Abigail. The dead bodies were still on the side of the deck except for Reed who had been dropped off at the docks. Later, Connor would find his brother but succumb to a fate when he released the bag from his head, finding that Reed was infected before sinking the teeth into the flesh of his brother. Back on the Abigail, Nick did not speak to anyone else, not his mother, not even Anna. He merely went towards his room, gathered a change of clothing, and took a quick, warm shower. After that was done, Nick retired to his room, intending to stay there all night long, his eyes closing as soon as he hit the bed.
 
Alicia chased Bryce's lips each time he pulled away just enough to get a word out - there was no escaping her right then. The hand on her shoulder traced down his side until it rested at his hip and her thumb stroke against the bone. The hand currently in his hair took the other's place on his Neck, grabbing gently with her thumb against the edge of his jaw and the highest finger right below his ear. She was not rough, she was not hard - it was a gentle touch, all in the fingertips, that kept him as close as she could get him. Alicia didn't want a single inch of space between their bodies.

"That was amazing." Her words came breathlessly and she only pulled away enough that her lower lip split from Bryce's. At that moment she looked up towards his eyes and took a moment to properly look in to them. The hand on his Neck moved to push stray hairs out of his face, and when she moved her face mere inches back to admire a sweet smile took over her face. This was the love of her life - this was the man that she truly, utterly wanted to spend the rest of whatever life she had with. Not only was he handsome and sweet and everything she could always want in a partner, there was also this piece to him that had just always clicked with her. She had known from the start that they were destined to be in each other's lives, somehow. "Did you?" She asked him that just as quietly as she spoke before, nose to nose with him.

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Anna's heart dropped when she heard that wasn't the first time that Nick had risked his life that day, and as they rode back in the zodiac she didn't break the silence that had formed. Back on board the Abigail, her first goal had been to get out of the wet clothes. Her second had been to hop in the shower - but it seemed that Nick had gotten there first so instead she curled in to bed with her blankets tight around her. Not before prying that little bottle out from under her pillow, though. By the time she heard the water cut off the shivers had stopped and she had settled in to a calm, almost tranquil high. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment as she willed herself out of the bed - she'd decided long back that she had an adventure to make after he got out of the shower

First she tied her still-damp hair back, and while the locks normally reached her mid-back the tie made it obvious that she had cut the sides down. Short and chin-length, still lacking the waviness of the rest even a year later. Then she was out the door and wandering down the hall until she stopped in front of a certain someone's door. She was in a pair of jeans that were just a little too big for her and a pale green tank top. Her only long-sleeved shirt had been lost to the plane crash, and her only bra was still wet from the water - though she rarely wore it anyways. It didn't take much for her nipples to be seen through the fabric of her shirt, metal bars through them and all, bit she really never had cared about that. She leaned with one arm against the door frame, pill bottle held at eye level. After she knocked on the door she waited for a response and as it opened she waved the bottle in her hand. "White flag of surrender. Er, orange bottle I suppose."
 
“Of course I did. My deepest fantasy was just realized. Not only did I have fun because of that, but I had fun because it was you. It has to be you. I love you so much. No matter how rough or kinky it was, I still consider it making love. You’re the best thing that ever happened in my life. I always enjoy it when your body is against mine. You made me feel safe and secure with opening up to you about the desires I have and that is special for me. I enjoyed it because it brought us so much closer together. One look into your eyes and I lose all control. I want to be with you every second of my life. I don’t want to spend a moment without your lips against mine. You do crazy things to me, Alicia. I’m forever thankful that I have you in my life. I’m more thankful that you’re now in the role that you should have always been but I was just too blind to see. I promise to make up for all that time. You’re my Princess – my sweet, beautiful, badass, gunslinging Princess.”

The last two words of “badass” and “gunslinging” were added with a sly smirk as Bryce nuzzled their noses together. “Now, let’s cuddle the night away. Let’s talk the night away. I can’t imagine how badly you want to hold me and kiss me now, so don’t resist the urge. Let it overtake you and we’ll still stay in our own little world until the morning. Honestly, as long as I have you, no matter how bad shit gets out there, I will be happy and I will feel secure. You’re the love of my life – my one and only.”

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During the next couple hours, the shirtless Nick dosed on-and-off. When there was a knock at his door, Nick finally opened his eyes after the second knock. The male decided to finally pull on a baggy, white t-shirt. It was coupled with a brown pair of pants that were just as baggy. Come to think of it, there was hardly an item of clothing the male owned that was not baggy. It was just his style – being comfortable was always his desire with clothing and his entire life. It proved true when he spent his time on drugs and hiding from life’s responsibilities. His way of life was comfortable but not efficient. Nick wasted away in most people’s eyes. Staying high all day long and all night long was not anything most ordinary people would disdain. In Nick’s eyes, his lifestyle and choices were up to par. There was nothing wrong with anything he had done even when he saw the looks on the faces of his mother and his sister. Little did he know that one of his enablers was standing at the door. Not even bothering to look through the peephole first, Nick assumed his mother was greeting him.

Oh, shit. He could already hear the lecture. Opening the door and preparing to mount an counterattack, his eyes widened when they landed on someone unexpected. “Anna?” He questioned curiously before she revealed the pill bottle. What happened to ignoring each other? That was the question Nick wanted to use but his mouth was not working when he spoke. “Uh… come on in, Anna.” Stepping back, he held the door open for the woman to enter. Once she did, he closed the door and sat down onto the edge of the bed. He felt some awkward tension and he worried about speaking with the woman. Thankfully, they needn’t to talk. That was what the bottles were used for. “Okay, out with it. I’ll take a couple.” Nick responded softly, hoping they focused on getting high and not on each other, talking about their problems.
 
Alicia was all smiles as Bryce spoke. Though she heard every word he said, the way she was so intently focused on staring at his face with pure admiration and love could have easily come off like what he was saying was going in one ear and out the other. Luckily, the pair knew each other well enough that wouldn't be the case and Alicia could stroke his face ever so softly with her thumb as the laid together, him hovered just slightly over her and their bodies together from head to toe. There was nothing more comforting than being with him. She never wanted to be anything but his princess ever again - and a badass one at that it seemed. Alicia didn't feel like she was quite in badass territory but she was definitely becoming more and more confident with herself each and every day.

"I don't care what the past was, Bryce. Who cares if we were both too dumb to see what really mattered? What matters is now." She kissed him passionately, lips against his for a long moment as her hands found his hair and her fingers ran through curly locks. As one hand clasped loosely around the hair closer to the base of his neck, the other moved to pull tightly on them; she was insistent on keeping them as close together as possible. Tonight was theirs - every night would be theirs, but this night came with an added air to it. Bryce had taken what had been a terrible day and made it good again - better than it had been to start with and that was hard to beat given that the brunette had woken up to him.

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"I already told you I was going to share, so I'm just here to do that," she said to him as she stepped in, catching the nervousness in his tone as he invited her in to the room. She was high already and even though nowadays she usually felt just as unnerved and unsure around him, right about then she was feeling nothing other than relaxed. That was how she liked it - like Nick, she was fond of her comfortable but not efficient lifestyle. Sure, almost five years of drug abuse was nothing to be proud of but neither was anything she'd ever done so if she couldn't impress anyone, she was at least going to have a good time being the resident disappointment.

"Still got those smokes you found on shore or did you lose em when the horde came in? It's killing me to give up my vices all at once." She looked at him as she spoke, completely lacking his caution at their situation. She wasn't kidding, though - giving up sex, smack, smokes and booze all at once sucked ass. Maybe one withdrawal she could do but to split herself from everything she had ever loved all at once? Nope - she was hating that. Okay, some of them weren't quite addictions - she could and did go without alcohol regularly, it was just fun. And sex? Well a few weeks without was a long time in her books, but she also did have a ridiculously high sex drive, especially when the opiates were out of her system. She sat down at the edge of his bed, careful not to end up too close to him, and popped the cap off of the pill bottle with a flick of her wrist. She poured a few out on to her hand and then held them out fingers down, waiting for a palm to drop them in. "Dunno what your tolerance is like but these are pretty strong, so one's probably moore than enough. Half did me well the first couple times."
 
When the kiss ended, Bryce’s lips were swollen and his breathing was heavy again. It likely mirrored the same rate of breathing one might have after a long spring. Every kiss had this effect on him, though. How could it not? Besides, there was something about Alicia’s lips – they looked especially kissable. Though the male could very well have just been biased, her lips appeared much fuller than any other girl’s he had ever seen. It was like just looking at her eyes and then her lips put him into a trance where he would only snap out of it if they kissed. Truth be told, he never wanted to snap out of that trance, either. Absentmindedly now twirling the ends of Alicia’s locks around his fingers, Bryce started peppering soft kisses down her neck and shoulder. It was then he spotted the love bite left around her collarbone from their first night of sex.

It made him smirk confidently and proudly though it was very much fading. “Alicia, I want to thank you.” The young man began, staring intently into her eyes. “These past few weeks have been tough on everyone, I know. With everything we’ve gone through combined what has happened to my mom and being unable to reach my sister… if I didn’t have you, I don’t know where I’d be right now. When I hold you in my arms, I can believe that everything will be alright. For some reason, I doubt things would ever return to how they were before this but I know that everything will be alright because I have you. No matter what happens when we get to Mexico, I’m going to make sure you’re close to me. I won’t let anyone separate us for any reason. I don’t know what to expect there but I’m going to have hope.” Typically, Bryce was not the most optimistic man in the room. It was far from that. However, falling in love and admitting it to Alicia had freed him, creating this picturesque view of the future – not to the point of delusion but to the point of having healthy hope and desires for a better future.

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It appeared Anna began carrying a typical conversation. Without presence of drugs in his system yet, Nick was coherent and thinking logically. What did logic say? Okay, man. Just play it cool. Don’t say shit more than you need. Just get high and maybe she’ll go away. Besides, Nick still knew Anna. The way she got during a high was… well… adorable. She got clingy, sometimes talkative, and pouty. Therefore, Nick did not have the heart to tell her “no” when she offered anything considering the look on her face already. Maybe it was not intentional but for whatever fucking reason, Nick found her to be so precious when she was high. Again, that might have been something only a drug addict themselves would find attractive. So, here they were, just like told times. “Yeah, I still got em’.” That was all he said when pulling the pack of cigarettes from his pocket. A lighter followed and was placed on the space between them on the edge of the bed. Considering relative size, there was a massive amount of space between their two bodies. That would have never happened when they were getting high back in their dating days. Not even an inch would have separated them.

The warning did not bother Nick. Going without pills for so long was painful. Half a pill? One pill? Maybe it was more than enough like she said. Well, you only lived once, right? What was the harm? So, instead of just taking one pill, he grabbed two. This was done without a level of hesitation. Nick popped two in his mouth and swallowed. His eyes closed an exhale of warm breath left his lips. Though it did not take effect immediately, Nick swore he felt relief within mere seconds. “Damn… thanks.” He muttered quietly before removing a cigarette, placing it in between his lips, and lighting it. Just the atmosphere made Nick feel more relaxed since it involved getting high and Anna. “Shit… it’s been too long, man.” Nick commented in a general way, talking both about the drugs and doing the drugs with her.
 
Bryce spoke of her like she was an angel, and Alicia could do little other than bask in the happiness and pure adoration that her favourite person in the world gave her. Much like him, their love and their relationship gave her a newfound hope. She figured the last time she genuinely felt this optimistic about things had been before her dad had passed away, when she was young and immune to the stresses of the world - back when her mother had loved her like a mother should and she didn't even know what a drug was let alone seen what they could do to the people she loved. And yes, she loved her family, dearly; that didn't change that it had been a long time since they had felt like family to her. Bryce's mom had felt more like a mother to her than her own did over the last few years. Alicia didn't know if their father's death had pushed Nick over the deep end or if it had been Anna's influence and then betrayal, but in her eyes Nick had hit a point of no return. She didn't know how she could properly love someone like that.

"When Mexico comes..." Alicia grabbed him gently with the palms of her hands against his cheeks. She stroked against his cheekbone with her thumb for a moment as she tried to piece together the words and phrases she wished to say to him. Speaking coherently became a problem at times, when she was absorbed in the sheer beauty that made up her boyfriend. There was a life in his eyes and that smile? She was weak to it, it made her melt. Of course, this was nothing new. There had been many times over the years that she'd gotten caught up in him and lost her train of thought. Before it had been embarrassing and she had tried to ignore it. Now she felt comfortable just watching him, an equal adoration in her own gaze. "When Mexico comes, if anything bad happens you're not going to lose me. I know that. It's you and me until the end, Bryce, and no matter what I'm not going to be leaving your side. Why would I ever? You're whats gotten me through all this craziness."

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He was being daring - Anna could do little other than smirk as she watched him down two, and she fished around the bottle for the other half of the one she had taken before she showed up here. She liked getting fucked up but she also liked getting fucked up in a controlled manner - and she knew if she tried to have as much as he'd just downed in her system she wasn't going to remember that night at all; blackouts weren't her thing unless she was feeling really reckless or just needed to forget. She popped that half-pill dry and once she'd closed the bottle back up she leaned to put in on a table beside Nick's bed. At that point she grabbed the pack of smokes and took one from it, motioning for the lighter with an open palm as he finished lighting his. Once lit she took a puff, and then let her body fall back against the bed.

She held the cigarette in her left, leaving the right hand between them free. When she fell back her hand fell to the side, she didn't realize how close she ended up being to touching him. Her head cocked to look at him and her left thumb rested on her forehead which brought her smoke, balanced between index and middle fingers, precariously close to her hair. She seemed to care very little about that fact and had it under control. What she did care about was the way she focused on Nick beside her, much farther away than he had ever been in moments like this. Anna was a touchy person; that was very toned down in the public eye (for the most part; no saying what she was going to do when it was two in the morning and she was drunk and high wandering home from a bar) but when alone? Cuddly as fuck. Especially on benzos - they didn't numb her like some other drugs did and while snuggling up and passing out on heroin was nice and all, these enhanced the pleasure receptors that made cuddling feel so nice in the first place rather than completely using them up. She had to fight the urge to just pull him down with her because somehow she was still trying to behave.

"Will be even longer if we're not careful about it, but yeah." She let out a little laugh as she looked up at him with bright eyes and a little smile. "Was gonna give you some after we got back but, uh, you left and then Jack happened. I've pretty much just been off my face since we left the wreck." She took a drag from the smoke and closed her eyes for a moment, focusing on the heaviness of each breath as she found a comfort in keeping her breathing deep and even. "Oh, Jack." She opened her eyes quick like she had remembered something important and she gave him this little almost pouty frown that he'd fallen weak to many times before. "I know you're probably pissed off at that but uh, our best friend Alex from the raft was there and she was pretty upset that Strand cut her loose. She told them where we were. So it wasn't all me. Just... it wasn't all me."
 
“You’re so strong, Alicia.” Bryce commented in a quiet, loving voice. It was a generalization but he was going more in-depth. “I’m happy to know that I’ve helped you through these tough times but you’re overlooking something else – you. You’re the most resilient person I know. No matter how tough things got, I could always count to see a smile on your face when we’re together. No matter how shitty of a mood I was in, you always cheered me up. Then, when you told me about things you were going through with Nick and your Mom, I couldn’t believe how you were always so full of joy and life. I like to think I did play a role in that, yeah, but you’re strong, Alicia. You’re the strongest person I know and that’s one of the millions of reasons that you have my heart.” After that, he pressed a quick kiss onto the corner of her lips. The palms of his hands started slowly rubbing upwards, downwards, and all around the girl’s bare back, just giving her a nice massage after a tough few days. Focusing his attention entirely on the brunette was easy and pleasurable.

“Call it crazy, but thinking about Mexico, maybe we’ll have a chance to be at the beach, even if just for a while. I know some of our best memories up to this point happened on a beach. I guess that’s a plus in living back in LA.” Countless times, after school, they would meet at the boardwalk just a few minutes from their homes. The boardwalk took them right onto the beach where they could lounge together. “Honestly, I love watching those sunsets with you. Those are easily some of my favorite memories ever. I hope we can do that again soon, or at least, watch a sunset, period.” Bryce enjoyed the “little things”. Maybe watching sunsets sounded cliché but it was not like Bryce could help himself. Was there anything more precious in life than a beautiful girl in your arms while the sun set over the resting ocean? “God, I’d give anything to have that again, especially now because I’d get to kiss you as well.” Grinning at that thought, Bryce playfully nuzzled his nose against hers, completely infatuated with this girl. While he doubted they would ever return to a “normal” life, Bryce held out hope for some semblance of normality in things like watching the sun set or merely spending time together like the world was not over. How else could they stay sane? There was nothing wrong with escaping from reality when it was safe. Alicia made that easy, too.

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Although Nick vehemently attempted to avoid looking towards Anna more often than necessary, it was not working well. That smirk on her lips entranced him much like it always did. Nick paid special attention to her facial expressions: smiles, laughs, smirks, grins, and everything in-between. It felt like whenever the woman had something playing on her lips, Nick was engaged. Plus, there was just something so special about that smirk that always put him under a spell. No matter how much he tried to forget her and no matter how badly he wanted to move forward, the woman seemed to disallow that. She drew him back in her web without even knowing it. Nick was at a loss of words and at a loss for everything else, really. When he was alone with Anna, the world stopped moving and the only thing in existence was himself and the other girl in the room with him. It proved that he was not over Anna because of the way he felt right now. It was becoming more difficult to reject how he felt because of their proximity and similarity of being with Anna in a situation like this. It took him back – it took him back where he most wanted to be.

Even the brief contact shared during the transfer of the lighter was exhilarating. It might have been the pills kicking in, or at least, his mind thinking that everything was changing now he could get high. It had been way too damn long since he could get high. The last time he indulged with anything was siphoning the morphine from a neighbor’s bed as the military doctors attended to him. That same night, Nick was taken and had been throw the throes of withdrawal. Now, here he was, falling back into old habits (one was Anna, one was the drugs). So much for living a clean life now, right? Nick said he was done with drugs because he needed to be in a mindset to help protect his family. They were fine now so he saw no harm in letting loose like in the old days. When she moved, the bed shifted and Nick swore she was about to pull him down. Was it wrong that he subconsciously wanted it to happen? Even though his body was stiff and rigid in appearance, the only thing it would take to melt him down to a comfortable state was the touch of one special girl.

When she started talking again, Nick forgot everything she said until the smile she flashed at him. God damn it. Nick wanted to be pissed when she talked about Jack. He wanted to blame her for everything even though he just learned that it was not mostly her fault. But poor nick. As represented by the time he refused to believe Molly when she told Nick that there were things wrong with Anna, Nick refused to believe she had done anything wrong. “No, no… it wasn’t your fault and I’m sorry for ever saying that shit.” Did he ever say that outright? Damn, Nick was having difficulty remembering but just in case, he wanted to apologize. “You were just looking for someone to talk to. Alex was the only reason they found us but I think they wont’ be a problem now.” Suddenly, Nick decided to lay down too. Their bodies were as close as they could be without touching. “I hope they have some good shit when we get across the border. This is already making me feel great.”
 
Oh, the beaches - Alicia had been fond of the water ever since she was old enough to be in it. As children they had laughed and played on the sandy shores and in the waves, observed by one or both of their mothers. As they aged the supervision vanished and there had been many times they had ended up on those same shores together, having as much fun as they did when they were toddlers. Lifejackets turned to water wings turned to dipping their toes in the water as the sun set beyond the horizon. They had naught a bad experience with the waves in front of them; would that stay the same now? Alicia hoped to keep fond memories of such things, but she imagined the world they were in would come to spoil almost everything. At least she knew there would always be someone by her side - she knew if it all came down to it, Madison would search for Nick before she did her daughter. It was a harsh family dynamic, and that was another reason she was eternally grateful for all that Bryce had to offer her: at times, his family felt more like home to her than her own did. Jessica's death had affected her deeply.

Alicia could think of little that would be more romantic than watching the sunset over the ocean with the love of her life, getting kissed under the moonlight and the stars. Maybe that was a cliche, maybe it made her a hopeless romantic but she was hopelessly in love with Bryce and luckily, somehow, he returned her affections. "You did play a role in my happiness, without you I probably would have been a mess. You were there for me any time I needed it, night or day. You're the kind of person that everyone needs and I'm sure that one day we will get our beaches and boardwalks and sunsets and all of that again," she said, her tone as soft as a whisper as she nuzzled him back and then have him a soft kiss. "Maybe not like before, maybe we'll never be in a world where we're not afraid to turn our backs, but we don't need that. Anything worth doing can still happen, and anything with you is worth doing. I don't doubt that at all, Bryce. Nothing's going to stop us from having our moments - and maybe life gets hard and they become few and far between down the line but locations and objects and all of that.. it's just a bonus. Even just laying here with you is more than enough for me, and it's more than I ever expected to have."

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The thing about Nick was that lately Anna had no idea where she stood with him. It felt like one minute they had been fighting, the next they were ignoring each other and ever since that had started she had just felt lost. Sometimes it seemed like there was a chance they could get along and she clung to those moments like a lovestruck idiot because no person in the world had ever mattered more to her than Nick did. Other times it was like those moments never happened and they were avoiding each other. Was it really her fault she didn't know the boundaries were right now given their history? She didn't know what words to listen to because one day he would be telling her not to fuck everything up and the next he'd be telling her she hadn't even though exactly what he had told her not to do had happened. One moment he would be saving her and the next ignoring her. Instead of wracking her brain over it, she just rolled over so that her belly was against the blankets and her hands are tucked up by her chest. The slight shifting when she rolled was enough to fill the slight distance between them and her shoulder ended up bumped against his - she didn't even consider moving to change that and instead just laid there looking at him with her cheek against the pillow for a moment. There was a comfort in laying there with him even when she didn't know what to say, and even she knew that this wouldn't matter as soon as she left the room. Regardless of any of that, she'd spent nearly two years wishing she would be able to have moments like this once again. Not just with anyone, but with him.

"Yeah, that's why I wanted to give you some before but you had to run away," she said, and she wasn't being accusational; whether her words would come off that way or not she had no clue. Sometimes she ended up sounding snarkier than she meant to. When her moment of soft staring and fluttery eyelids had come to a close, Anna's form curled close to him. Maybe she wasn't thinking straight but she'd already broken the "no touching" boundary as soon as she rolled over so not touching had stopped being a priority of hers - that and she just had an overwhelming need to be able to hold on to him. She rested her arm on his chest and her head on his arm, and that was when the heaviness set in - the reality of everything she had done wrong. The list hadn't started with him and it didn't end with him either, but if she had to pick the second worst fuck up of her life (because the first was claimed, indefinitely and undeniably) it would be losing him, so her hand tightened in to a ball with a fistful of fabric and her head moved to find a comfortable spot. She was clinging, not like she would have once upon a time when she was welcome to all of him, but the best she can without being overwhelming.

"I thought I was never going to see you again." There was no context, no expansion - ten words that applied to not one or two but three separate occasions in her life.
 
Listening to Alicia speak brought peace of mind for Bryce. She had a special way with words and it warmed Bryce’s heart. “You’re right, Princess. Although the world has practically gone to shit, this is my escape. You, in my arms, that’s all I could ever want. “ Again, the male paused long enough to steal a kiss from Alicia’s lips. After the kiss, Bryce decided he would take a new approach. With many ideas of things he had always wanted to do with Alicia, not all of them were necessarily sexual. They checked another item off his list: naked cuddling. Giving her gentle massages before bedtime was another (especially if they were nude). So, with a smile on his face, Bryce reluctantly pulled away from Alicia just a bit. “We can continue cuddling here in a second, but… there’s something I would love to do.” The other night, she placed her head in his lap so he could stroke her hair until she drifted to sleep. This likely fell underneath the same category. “You’ve done nothing but make me happy and you’ve made me feel incredible tonight. Now, you deserve a nice rest and massage, Princess. So, I want you to relax.” First, Bryce started by climbing on top of Alicia again, straddling her waist. This way, she could still hold onto him if she wanted (which he assumed she would, of course).

Placing each hand onto her shoulders, the male began kneading his hands into the flesh of her shoulders. While doing that, he pressed a kiss onto her lips again. The male decided he wanted to talk more about their activities today. She might have said she enjoyed what they did, but he wanted to know specifics. “So… I know you said that you liked everything today, but is there anything in particular you liked more or less? I guess it goes without saying but… tying you up and gagging you… that’s a huge turn on. And I have quite the foot fetish, too. I guess that would probably be my second favorite thing to do. I hope those things are okay with you.” Bryce knew how some people viewed bondage or foot fetishes. He wanted to ensure that Alicia was one hundred percent okay with everything they did. “Maybe… you could wear some flip flops when you get a chance? I would love the ease of slipping them off and giving you a nice massage or something like that.” He figured there was no harm in divulging these things he enjoyed since she seemed comfortable with everything. “I just think that every inch of your body is beautiful – from head to toe. I want to kiss and worship every inch.” He whispered softly, giving her lips another kiss. She clearly meant the world to him and he was head over heels for his sweet Alicia.

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When Anna rolled over and their shoulders touched, Nick fought the urge to move again. His heart told him one thing while his head yelled another. You know better. Don’t touch her. Get away from her – it’s over. On the other hand, the inner voice said this: Just enjoy it. This is where your peace is. These moments haven’t existed in forever. Don’t let go of it this time. Back and forth, back and forth. Although the bed was comfortable, feeling Anna close was relaxing, and the use of these drugs put him into a state of peace. Yet, Nick was uncomfortable as hell. What did he do? What was his next move? It was uncomfortable not feeling confident in his actions. Nick wanted the answers but he did not have them. Just like Anna wanted, Nick wanted the same thing for the past two years. Many nights, he would just lay there and think about her being back in his arms where she belonged. But it had not happened and the chance had not existed until now. So, one could rationally understand why he was having such an urge to be with Anna tonight, to cuddle with her and never let her away from his grasp.

It was no surprise when Anna rolled over and curled against Nick’s body that the male wrapped his right arm around the girl’s neck, letting her head rest in the crook of his elbow. Then, the male turned his hand, keeping his arm bent before stroking his fingers through her long hair. Yeah, about that no touching rule – it was broken and it was going to stay that way. Now that Nick had just a little bit of Anna, he needed more. The male could not imagine letting her go now. Memories were flushing back through his mind and he wanted to just be with Anna again. It was almost like her body molded to fit perfectly when laying on his arm – like it was meant to be, because it was. Nick sighed softly and he looked towards the brunette and offered her a sweet smile almost like they were back together again in the old days. “I know. I didn’t think I would see you either.” It was almost like they had an understanding. Neither were referring to any particular event, because there were many. Taking another drag from the cigarette, he blew the smoke and remembered something.

“I remember us sneaking out of the house to smoke under the stars like it was yesterday.” The man murmured suddenly, still stroking her hair. “It has been so long since we’ve been around each other. I’ve missed it. I really have.” The male murmured, looking towards the brunette. Whatever happened tonight, Nick was in for the ride. “What do you say… we have a blast from the past yet?” He whispered softly, suggesting something suddenly as he glanced towards Anna. The drugs were kicking in and Nick could barely control himself. “We don’t have to acknowledge it. Let’s just do it.”
 
Alicia didn't mind when Bryce moved, sitting up while straddling her belly. While they were both naked she didn't find this sexual - intimacy without sexuality. As much as she loved the sex, it was good to know that she was with someone who wouldn't make everything about sex. She wanted to be able to have moments like this - cuddling, massages, kissing. She didn't want every make out to mean she wanted to fuck, or that taking her clothes off to sleep meant she was ready and willing. She was, of course, but there was a comfort in knowing that she would never be pushed in to doing something she didn't genuinely want at the time. She watched him with a soft, content smile and love in her eyes, and she let out a soft moan as his fingers worked magic on her shoulders. One hand moved up behind her head, supporting it so she could look up at him a little better, and the other ran gentle strokes across his thigh.

"You know, I never thought I could be in to the feet thing," she admitted since it seemed they were having a talk about today's events. She didn't mind at all, and she would be open and honest with him about what she liked, as well as what she might like in the future. "I guess it was probably just that instinctive 'ew feet' reaction most people have, or maybe it's just you, but I actually kind of enjoyed that... A lot more than I thought I would, actually. I didn't realize how sensitive they were. I'm sure we can find some flip flops, hopefully Mexico will be calmer than out here and that won't be a problem." She shrugged, it was casual without being nonchalant. Alicia was completely comfortable with the conversation they were having and discussing the ins and outs of things just felt natural. "I'd like to go without the gag and ties some time, though. Not because I have a problem with them, I love them actually, but just to see what it's like. Being able to kiss you properly, hold on to you, I dunno - maybe go down on you? I'm pretty sure most guys like that, I've never tried so I'm not sure I'd be any good but I wanna see what it's like, with you."

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The precarious support of her cigarette between two fingers Anna had on his chest couldn't last, and as much as she was ignoring it, she couldn't keep doing that - last thing she needed was for it to ash all over Nick's chest. She let out a low grumble as she looked up to him, unwilling to move. "Got like a cup or something in here? I have a feeling Strand doesn't keep ashtrays on his fancy yacht and I'm sure he might through a fit if this ends up on the floor." With a little movement she motioned with her hand and then brought the cigarette back to her lips as she adjusted to find just the right spot within his hold. They'd been here many times before - curled up with each other; smoking, drinking, whatever happened to be available. Sometimes if there were no other options it would just be him and her in front of the tv, and even that was more than enough for her. She had little doubt that if the pace between them stayed the same, she would end up asleep in his arms just like old times.

Another drag and she was finished the smoke and she held it by the filter idly between her fingers for a moment as Nick brought up a memory of theirs - it was pretty easy to narrow down which one he was talking about. They never had to sneak out of their place so it was at his mom's - her first trip there had been little more than awkward silence on her part, the second they just got drunk, and the third? They'd come over for Christmas and well in to the night she'd pulled him out back with her, shared a joint and some cuddles and given the look Alicia gave her the next morning Anna had a feeling that they had ended up waking her up when they went back inside. She'd tried to be quiet, she really had, but well... that just was not a forte of hers. When they woke up in the morning that was when she realized the massacre she had given to Nick's neck in that attempt to stay quiet - woops. Luckily he'd been able to throw on a hoodie, and while she hadn't been left clean hers weren't quite as bad. They'd only been together six, seven months at the time? Back when they had been happy and everything had been right.

Of course she was thinking about that now. It was hard not to when sex was one thing they had always been good at, didn't help that she was pretty much a nympho. She still had that implant she had got back when she had thought he may have knocked her up (ironically enough, only a few weeks before the memory he'd recalled - drunk people did not make the best sexual decisions), and she'd got tested since the last time she'd been with anyone so she had no qualms about agreeing if that was what he really wanted. He wasn't an idiot, he had to know that if they dropped this wall they would wind up exactly where they always had before. "Old habits die hard, huh?" She remarked as she disposed of the cigarette as best as she could. After that she adjusted so that her head was no longer tucked against his body and instead she hovered just slightly above him. She raised an eyebrow at him - while she had no desire to reject his suggestion, she sure as fuck wanted to make sure he knew what he was getting himself in to. "Sure you won't hate me after for letting you?"
 
Everything Alicia suggested was reasonable and doable. Nodding his head slowly, Bryce listened to each word and every syllable made him smile. Was there really any need for more evidence that proved how perfect they were for one another? It was almost unfair to others that two people could be so well matched. With a smile still playing on his lips, Bryce stole another kiss. “Of course, Alicia. I will not use bondage every time, I promise. There are many things we can still explore without bondage.” This did not mean he would only want to use it sparingly, though. It was quite obvious that he loved using bondage and would want it often. Yet, there would be a mixture of everything in the bedroom for the couple. He just hoped Alicia would not mind it often. So far, it appeared that she was happy to do just about anything he wanted. “I would love for you to go down on me at some point. I know you don’t have experience so I guess we’ll just have to practice often.” Teasingly, he chuckled and continued to massage her shoulders. “I’m really happy to hear that you enjoy me playing with your feet, though. I was the most worried about that for the reasons you suggested. That’s something we can do even around others without them knowing. I could give you a foot massage and nobody would bat an eye but I can guaran-damn-tee that it’s going to turn me on so much.”

Never before had Bryce been granted the ability to speak such a way with a girl he cared about. They would either always avoid talking in-depth about sex and what they wanted. It was annoying for Bryce because he wanted to figure out what his partner liked and disliked. Alicia was so open with him. “What about you, Princess? Just because these are your first times in bed doesn’t mean you don’t have fantasies. Is there anything you particularly want to try? I will do just about anything for you, honestly. I know you talked about going down on me, having sex without bondage, but is there anything else?” Maybe she had particular ideas about the foot fetish or certain positions she wanted to be bound. Maybe she had an entirely new idea about something that was undiscussed to this point. Either way, he merely wanted to hear Alicia’s ideas because it was so important to him to know. “At some point, I’d love to just pin you up against the wall and make love to you. I’d love to explore possibilities outside of just the bedroom.”

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“Yeah, there’s a cup somewhere.” However, Nick was not in a hurry to find one. When it was time to grab the cup to service as an ash tray, he would. The male was not bothering with moving yet. Having Anna in his arms always had that impact on him. The world could have been crumbling around him: sometimes, it was. Yet, if Anna was in his arms or even close to his body, Nick did not want to move. It was ironic, though. It was an oxymoron, too. As uncomfortable as he felt grappling with his emotions and ideas when dealing with Anna tonight, Nick knew that he would thoroughly enjoy the contact and closeness. So, as it would be, Nick was uncomfortable at the same time as he was more comfortable than he had been in years. This is exactly the contrast Nick felt often with the woman. It did not often make sense but nothing made sense in this world anymore. It was still mind-boggling to think about how they found each other in the most absurd way possible. It was by pure chance and luck. Here they were, though. However it happened, it led them to this point.

At the mention of one memory, it felt like Nick was taking a trip down memory lane. Even though they had to do so much in an attempt to avoid his mother and sister around his house, some of their best sex happened in his bedroom. There was something so sexy about trying to stay quiet when people are close. Though the last thing he ever wanted was for Madison or Alicia to walk in on him and Anna, just the exhilaration from trying to be sneaky felt pleasurable. It always seemed that Anna felt the same way, too. Sometimes, he wondered if she truly tried to be quiet or if she wanted to be louder on purpose. Either way, Nick always enjoyed the way his neck and collarbone would be full of purple marks from her teeth, giving him the most knee-buckling love bites. Nick loved giving them to her as much as he loved receiving them. Whenever they had sex, it was so primal and full of passion. God, how he missed that! Nothing had been passionate or emotional in his life since the day he left Anna for cheating on him. Oh, how he wished to go back to that time, especially now, and try to fix things.

The comment about old habits dying hard was true but Nick did not make an answer because they both knew how difficult it was to kick their habits. For example, the drugs and each other were quite the habits to have. Quitting either getting high or being with each other was not something Nick could stop on a whim. It would take something out of this world for him to forget about Anna. And if he were being honest, that was an impossible task. Anna would always be on his mind no matter what. When she straddled him and started talking, reminding him what they were about to do, Nick groaned softly. “Dude, don’t worry. We won’t remember shit after tonight anyways. Nobody’s gonna have to know. We don’t have to even know. Let’s just do it, yeah?” Nick continued, waiting for Anna to truly approve. If she would approve, then Nick would stop holding back and really give her a blast from the past in the best way possible.
 
Alicia felt like she was rather vanilla - maybe that was from lack of experience or maybe it was a nervousness, but when Bryce asked her if she had any fantasies she would like to try out she was left stumped. It wasn't something she had given much thought to before. So she just lays there a moment, thinking while also absorbing the casual comfort of simply laying there with him massaging her shoulders. When he mentioned pinning her against the wall and making love to her, she couldn't help but smile. Okay, that was something she definitely found hot; she let out a little moan from the soft pleasure of his kneading before she could reply. "Okay, yeah - definitely. I've kind of had an interest in out of the bedroom stuff, too. Like... cars and outside and stuff. Nothing I'd ever imagined doing but I suppose in this world it would be a lot easier. I think I just kind... The risk of it just gives me this little," she stopped speaking and just raised her hands up by her face, fingers curled in, and then she quickly popped them out. She didn't know the words to explain the exact feeling but it was most definitely arousing.

"Or in the shower... Or maybe tie my hands up and maybe my feet, take me from behind?" She raised an eyebrow as she waited to see what his reaction to any of her suggestions would be. She was a little worried he wouldn't like any of it, but not only was she throwing forward ideas on where to have sex, she had also offered forth a little craving she had been having since the first time he had tied her up. One thing she had always had an interest in was doggy style as a position and lately she had thought about mixing it with the bondage, something she knew for sure would have his attention. While she had never spoken about her sexual interests before so she didn't know what was worth bring up, she knew that at worst Bryce would say he didn't want to do something and he wouldn't make a scene, not with her. She could be trusted to do the same in return, if he ever suggested anything that pushed her boundaries. She had a feeling that she would at least try almost anything with him, though.

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"Well fuck yeah," came Anna's response with a little shrug. Why not? He could forget it if he wanted to but she wouldn't be, but she rarely got that out of it. Her memory would be hazy at worst but fuck it. Once upon a time she'd wished he would just want casual sex with her. Maybe now that was a little more complicated, more feelings involved than back when they were new, but she was a big girl - she could handle a few rogue feelings - or just take another pill or two and wind up blacking out. Would that be the better call? Probably - she already had enough of those feelings to deal with without trying to add the aftermath of this to it. She shrugged it off, though. The most overwhelming thought in her brain was that Nick was asking to have sex with her and she had been pretty sure that was never happening again. Strange to think that their fate had laid in the hands of a frantic voice mail and ten minutes time - but she really had been sure that he wouldn't be coming back through that door again.

"Don't ram it in to me like a clueless virgin, you know I'm tight and the work up is necessary at this point. I'm not used to you anymore." Sometimes the way she worded things was eccentric, but she had always been able to talk casually about sex with him, what was and wasn't on the table, and as much as she'd love for him to just pound in to her from the start like he'd done so many times before she knew that she was small enough that even at her most aroused she would be tight around him and she really wasn't used to his size or that kind of sex any more. There was nothing wrong with being a bit sore usually but she was probably going to need to be able to walk properly once they hit the shore. That was barely a thought in her mind as she grabbed him, though, one hand on either cheek. One slid back to grab his hair, fingers curling in to the locks, as she took the plunge and kissed him. At the same time she let her head fall back and used the hand on the back of his head do pull him with her so that he ended up on top of her, a comforting weight above her frame.

For a moment, she just held that first kiss, and in that moment twelve thousand things raced through her head all at once. His lips felt the same, he tasted the same - hell, even her hold loose in his hair felt the same. Simultaneously, it felt both like they had never been apart and also like they hadn't seen each other in a million years. Anna's heart raced in a way she really wasn't used to - not the typical pacing of arousal, but also a nervousness on top of that. She had never been nervous about sex, not when she chose to have it at least, but damn it right then she was. So, she held on to that moment as long as she could before her hold left his head and her hands moved down his torso. Her fingers tightened, curling just slightly against still-clothed flesh, and she pulled her lips away just far enough to be able to speak. "Reel in the teeth and claws or...? Probably less questions that way, but also a lot less fun."
 
If Alicia’s fantasies were vanilla, it would not have bothered Bryce. Vanilla sex always had a time and place just like kinky sex did. Therefore, Bryce hoped Alicia would not resist any suggestion. No matter how mundane it might have seemed, Bryce was interested for the mere reason of this: if Alicia wanted something, Bryce wanted to give it to her. Eventually, the brunette mentioned something about cars or outside sex. Hell yes. Even though Bryce did not spend much of his life in the southern states, a piece of him retained the southern boy mentality. For generations, his family were country folk, so, it was only natural that Bryce had a pickup truck even in Los Angeles. “Honestly, I would give almost anything to have you in the bed of my pickup truck for a night.” The thought brought a smile to his lips. Even though the girl could not explain the feeling she felt in regards to risky sex, Bryce understood it. “I won’t lie. Risky or semi-public sex always turned me on. I always had a desire to do something in a dressing room or something like that.” Of course, Bryce did not desire exposing himself for a sex show in public, but something semi-public with risk of getting caught was attractive.

The shower suggestion was particularly interesting. “Oh, I really do like the idea of binding you in the shower and taking you from behind. We’ll do it for sure.” Of course, Bryce was open and willing to try any idea Alicia had just suggested. Clearly, his range of kinks were enormous and it encompassed so much. Honestly, Bryce could not foresee a moment where his sweet Princess suggested something he would dislike. To be honest, Bryce felt confident that everything they did would be enjoyable for himself and for Alicia. Therefore, Bryce felt content. Offering the brunette another smile, Bryce pressed another kiss onto her lips and moved his massage lower to her abdomen. After all, who did not like a nice belly rub? Plus, her abdomen was so toned and fit that it brought the male a great deal of pleasure just touching her skin. “I think the more we explore, the more we’ll figure out and desire. I bet you’re a kinky girl at the core and you’ll think of more.” The male responded in a teasing voice, moving his hands up and down her abdomen.

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Poor Nick. The young man had actually feared Anna turning down his offer. What the fuck? Nick knew Anna better than he would admit. His sweet Anna was such a nympho. Back in their relationship, it felt like a day hardly passed without them fucking. It was especially interesting when they chilled at her and Molly’s place. They literally had no responsibilities or objectives for the day. They would wake up, get high, fuck a couple times, rest, smoke, fuck a couple more times, and continue until they passed out. That was the life. All things considered, Nick would give almost anything to return to those days. Though they were so similar, one major difference did involve blacking out and forgetting the night before. Nick had many episodes where he could barely remember shit. It felt like this night was one of those nights. After all, Nick would not want to remember it because he knew once it ended, himself and Anna reverted to their same state as it had been the past couple years. If he remembered this night, it would break his heart since having her one night would make him want her permanently again. Well, to be fair, he never stopped.

They both thought about the aftermath, but it was barely a coherent thought in Nick’s mind. If he pondered on the future too much, it might convince him to no longer go through with this. If he thought logically, he would understand that this was a horrible idea. Too many feelings were involved for this nonsense. She did not even need to tell Nick about taking it slow at first. He was calm enough and coherent enough to remember their first times together. He could not just ram it into her. That’s why Nick had an idea to perhaps go down on her until she was considerably wet before entering her. Plus, it did not help that Nick was longer and thicker than the average man. It could have been the main reason he always felt so confident around Anna even in the beginning. It was difficult to fuck up in the bedroom with a length as big and thick as his. Yet, he understood something important. Some men did not understand it, but being well-endowed did not mean he was free from work. Nick still worked hard in bed and did everything to turn on and give pleasure to his partner.

The kiss was electric and he returned the kiss ferevently until the girl pulled away. At her next question, Nick’s eyes were just lidded over at this point and he was tired of just talking. Pressing a single finger to her lips, he shushed her. “Shhh… less talking. Don’t worry. Do whatever the hell you want, okay?” After telling her that, Nick pressed a kiss to her neck. It showed that he remembered so much about the woman because he attacked that sweet spot she had. So, the compromise was settled. Less questions AND more fun. With a smirk on his lips, Nick reached his hands down to pull the shirt over Anna’s head. However, as soon as the shirt was disposed of and thrown away, Nick attacked her neck again with his lips. Without asking, he placed both hands onto her breasts and squeezed the flesh firmly. Nick decided it was better to just not talk and act on feelings and impulse. They were both good at this. Their eyes locked together and he decided to leave a light bite mark on her collarbone, slowly grinding his hips together against the brunette.
 
"You're too good to me," she said with a soft smile. While those had been two separate ideas, the thought of combining them also appealed to Alicia. The idea of having a night in the back of his truck was also something she had thought about before, back when she had to chide herself for so much as thinking about him like that. While before Alicia had never planned to get to have sex with Bryce, it definitely was something that had crossed her mind. Losing her virginity in the back of his truck; slow, soft sex with blankets beneath them and nothing but the stars over them. Maybe it was a day trip, an adventure they took just the two of them that took a drastic turn. Maybe they were together, like the were now. The situation between them had changed regularly in that dream and while it would never be her first time, she could still have the theme of it. Besides, her first time had been better than even those dreams had been.

"Mm, probably," Alicia said, the word proceeded by a soft moan as Bryce's hands worked lower on her abdomen. The movement had caught her attention, brought a hint of arousal back to her has as his hands danced closer to where he had been not too long ago. The reaction was natural and she couldn't help it, especially with the very sexual conversation they were having. She was a little sore and a little tired, though, and combined with that she also definitely needed a bit of downtime after the nature of their last tumble - she wouldn't be acting on this burst of interest. Besides, she liked being able to simply be touched by her lover. "Next thing you know you'll have me all leashed up and calling you daddy." Okay, that was a joke - while she probably wouldn't mind a collar or being pulled around a bit in bed with a leash (she was yet to actually think about whether or not she would be genuinely interested), she definitely was not going to end up calling him 'daddy'. Well, sexually. She had thought about calling him daddy before, but that fantasy always involved them ten years older and married and a child calling him that as well.

Was it bad that Alicia had imagined a life between them even though at the time she had thought it would never happen? It wasn't like she had been able to control the fact that she had been in love with him, but looking back that was rather hopeless. Even now it was - this wasn't a world where they were going to grow old together, raise babies together. The thought of actually never being a mother killed Alicia, but at this point in time it just wasn't a viable option and that was rather disappointing. That fact wasn't really on her mind, though. What was on her mind was the present moment, what she had there and then with this amazing boy.

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Anna knew he was big and she knew that he knew what he was doing; a lot of people didn't though. It didn't just take a big dick to be a good fuck and she would rather fuck someone with a smaller dick who knew how to use it than a larger one that was not used right. Luckily, with Nick she had never had to compromise. It also helped that they had figured each other's bodies out long ago - with no responsibilities and that apartment pretty much to themselves all day almost every day what else were they supposed to do? Being able to learn someone like that had been a first for Anna - while he had no claim on many other firsts, she barely had claim on her own, he was still the first and only person she had ever been explicitly exclusive with, the only one she let in raw, and the only person she had ever loved. Now wasn't a time to think about love, though, and she really couldn't.

His finger moved to her lips and that questioning gaze of hers flared in to arousal, the shushing lighting a fire deep in her belly. She could be super talkative sometimes, even while having sex, but Nick probably had a point - this wasn't a time for a lot of words. There was a demand in the way he spoke, though. He was being explicitly clear about that and while normally she didn't stand anyone telling her what to do, the opposite was true in moments like this. She wanted him to take control but between them it was never forceful - from day one she had always known if she wanted to change something up she could. Usually she just let what happened happen - that had always proven enjoyable and while she was quite the feisty little thing and loved to fight back or toss the power around between them a bit, he would usually end up in control and she loved the way he'd push her around sometimes.

Before he had a chance to pull his finger away from her lips she opened her mouth and grazed her teeth against it, the tip caught against her upper incisors. He found that sweet spot in her neck, in the triangle between her collarbone and the main tendon, and as soon as his lips were there she was already putty in his hands. As soon as he had tossed her shirt away, she was bare from the waist up - every inch of her was the same from the subtle curves of her hips and slight jut of her pelvis beneath flesh to the slight protrusion of her collarbones and the piercings in her tits. As he kissed her neck she couldn't help but roll her head away to give him better access - any touch on her neck was moan-worthy and this was no different. Her next move was to fumble with his shirt, and when she got hold with one hand she pushed him just far enough off of her to be able to toss it to the side as well, and her legs spread enough to better accommodate his form between them. One leg hooked around his hip as her hand moved up his back, curled between his shoulder blades and then dragged down - fingernails against skin, hard enough he'd feel it but light enough not to leave marks just yet.
 
Honestly, using a collar with Alicia was another one of Bryce’s fantasies. Thankfully, he did not have the kink of her calling him daddy (unless, just like Alicia thought, their child was calling him that as well). It appeared they both had these seemingly illogical and irrational thoughts about having family even in a world like this. On one hand, Bryce understood that the world was dangerous. On the other hand, he understood that if nobody ever had children again, the world was going to end. Children were the future. As of right now, he and Alicia were the future because they were young adults. But, eventually, they would hopefully grow old and survive long enough to make it that far. When it happened, they would need a legacy even in a world like this. What better than starting a family? Bryce fond the idea attractive and hoped his sweet girlfriend would, too. However, that was still in the future. They still had time together, he hoped. It was not something they needed to rush into. As a side note, the couple times they had sex, Bryce did not worry about protection and Alicia had not bothered to ask him, either.

For Bryce, he wanted the authenticity of releasing inside of her because it was something he had never done with a girl before. Here, there were no condoms accessible anyways but it seemed like they both understood that if she did end up pregnant, they might not necessarily be too upset or even upset at all. Of course, Bryce was not aiming to impregnate Alicia right now. But, if it happened, so what? He loved her so much and having a family is something he always wanted. Judging by how Alicia acted, she must have wanted it too. Back in the present, he gave her a little smirk. “Well, I have always wanted to see you in a collar, though. I’m not sure where we’d find one at a time like this.” It was not a huge deal, though. Bryce was satisfied with the lighter aspects of bondage and BDSM anyways. Considering that Alicia was sore already, he decided to move his massage even lower. This time, his hands kneaded the flesh around her hips and thighs. While Bryce knew he was dangerously close to sensitive areas for Alicia, he understood they were both tired and he would keep the massage purely non-sexual.

Though, he did not hide the fact that he was checking her out. Seeing her legs spread open a bit as he knelt in between them offered him a perfect view of her pink, tight hole. How could he not look? “Are you feeling more relaxed now, Princess?” Bryce questioned, hoping that the massage would indeed relax Alicia. He intended on a full body massage before they started cuddling again. He knew that most girls would have had to beg their boyfriend for something like this. Yet, Bryce was doing this on his own volition. Whenever he had the chance to touch Alicia, it was desirable. Now, their eyes remained locked together and there was nothing in his eyes except pure love and passion for the girl.

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This dynamic was interesting to Nick. Before they started, one preoccupation plagued his mind. What if he forgot about Anna’s body? What if he forgot how to make her feel good? It was difficult to pick up where he left off years ago with the girl. Instead, he found something out as time passed. It was much easier than he thought. Feelings and sensations flowed back into his brain almost naturally. Without even needing to actively recollect things about Anna’s body and quirks about her in the bedroom, he was acting on pure instinct. That instinct involved everything he was programmed to do around Anna. It was just another representation of evidence that he could not and would not ever forget about her. Even in the bedroom, he recalled every little detail and note of importance that he needed to have. For example, the taking control was on the forefront of his mind. It simply felt natural to do so with Anna because he often did it. Of course, he enjoyed their little power struggles but he always reigned victorious. Truth be told, he always assumed Anna would have craved the reverse. She was not the submissive type at all – until she was, in the bed ,and Nick was shocked but aroused.

Pulling away from Anna’s neck, Nick pulled his finger away from her lips as well. Just by judging the look on her face and the state of her eyes, the young man could tell that she was in that state of being putty in his hands. Before taking anything a step further, Nick shed his own shirt and tossed it away in the darkness of the room. It always appeared that their clothes were tossed in the strangest of directions the mornings after a fun night of sex. Nick often had difficulty finding where the hell anything was in the floor. Now that he was also bare from the hips upwards, Nick pulled Anna’s hands onto his abdomen. While the male did not have a rock hard six pack of abs nor a chest so toned or bulging biceps, his body was still in desirable shape. He remembered how much he loved it when Anna touched him, so he hoped she would continue roaming her hands around his skin. Meanwhile, his own hands did some exploration of its own. They both cupped her breasts, squeezing her breasts and feeling the cold metal of her piercings.

Until Anna, Nick never thought he could find these piercings attractive – but he did. Just the touch of her bare breasts was enough to turn him on. Following his hands, Nick pressed a gentle kiss onto each of her nipples and then kissed in between her breasts, under them and on top. His teeth sunk into the flesh, leaving her a couple of bite marks on and around each one of her tits. Nick’s favorite spot was this. She could almost guarantee that she would constantly have one of his marks on her breasts at all times. As he was given attention to her nipples, Nick moved his hands downwards and started the process of undressing the bottom half, undoing the button on her pants and slowly sliding them down her legs. He could only slide them down a certain length as he did not move away from assaulting her breasts, now sliding one hand into her hair and yanking softly. His breathing was growing rapid and his desire for the woman was growing immensely now as he knew he could not hold off for much longer.
 
Alicia had known the risk - but she also knew her own body. She'd started tracking her cycle around when she started high school and she knew it well enough to know she would have ovulated almost a week before they had sex for the first time. That meant they had about two weeks left before they would have to decide how they wanted to go about things - she would be leaning towards taking sex of the table for a few days, which she doubted would be a problem in the scheme of things. Both of them knew this wasn't an ideal place to raise a baby in and with the lack of condom access or production, they were going to have to figure out alternative methods until either they decided to have a baby (way down the line, if ever) or an accident happened - not a mistake, though. No child of theirs would ever be the end of the world, despite the fact that the world really was ending around them. Of course, taking vaginal sex off the table for a few days still kept other options over - oral, for example. That was a conversation they would have to have at some point between now and when it became relevant.

"Yeah, how unfortunate. I decide to let my kinky side shine and the world decides to give me a big fuck you," she remarked. It's a soft, happy and humorous tone. Alicia liked that even know she could be less than serious and there would be no issues. She also couldn't help but gasp as he trailed precariously close to her vulva on his way down to her thighs. She definitely was enjoying this, and she was especially enjoying seeing Bryce admire her. Like him, she wasn't being secretive about the fact that she was looking him over. There was no reason to hide - she wasn't ashamed of her body, nor was he, and they both found each other incredibly attractive. "Are you?" She returned the question - the content look in her eyes was the only answer he needed. Yes, she definitely was enjoying this. There was nothing she could enjoy more in that moment than his thumbs and fingers working tired, achy muscles.

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Nick didn't have to move - as Anna arched her back in to him, moaning as his lips assaulted her breasts, she pulled her legs in towards her torso and as much as it killed to take her hands off of him, she pulled her jeans from her body one leg at a time. Her panties came with and she was left naked beneath him. The first thing she did after that was grind her hips up in to him as her legs wrapped up around his hips. After that, she was back to touching him - when they fucked, she could barely keep her hands off of him. More than once had he been left with a back full of claw marks and she had a feeling that would be no different this time. One hand found his shoulder and held on tight while the other curled in to his hair. She held tight but didn't pull, rather pushed him further against her breasts. She knew she didn't have the biggest boobs in the world but she rocked what she did have - more than enough to get a nice handful or mouthful of. Soft and sensitive, and way back when almost always covered in marks he had left on her. It helped that she had a confidence to her that meant she could probably rock whatever she had to.

The hand on his shoulder pulled down, fingers against flesh. As it passed his ribcage she dragged her hand sideways, touch much lighter as she trailed precariously close to what was left of his clothing; all the while a smirk formed on those full lips of hers as his hand in her hair yanked her head back, angling her chin and leaving even more of her neck open to possible assault. She paused at the waistline of his pants, two fingertips dipping just slightly in as she pulled towards her, and then all it took was a flick of a finger to get the button undone. Removing his pants wasn't as easy as pulling off her own though and while she pushed them down she only did so far enough for him to take the hint and give her a hand. At the same time she pulled him away from her tits and then met his mouth with an eager, greedy kiss. She wasn't going slow or soft - not in kissing him or in touching him. "Come on," came her quick remark between two open-mouthed kisses, the second of which she grazed her teeth against his lower lip.
 
Of course. For the past ten minutes, I’ve been massaging the body of the most beautiful girl to ever exist. Plus, this girl also happens to be my soulmate and I love her very much. There’s not a single thing about this not to enjoy.” Having replied with a happy smile on his face, Bryce kept his eyes locked onto Alicia’s face. Calling her the most beautiful girl to ever exist did not mean to flatter her. It was not a baseless compliment used to earn a smile or blush. The compliment was something Bryce truly, truly believed. Additionally, calling her a soulmate was another step taken. Bryce had never believed in those things – until the other day when their relationship started. It was difficult to explain, but his being just felt complete with Alicia as his girlfriend. They both already admitted their love so Bryce found no harm in professing his certainty that they were meant to be. If they would have been born in different countries separated by thousands of miles, he still liked to think that they would have found each other at some point. No matter what, he could no longer envision a life without Alicia Clark as his girlfriend, wife, or best friend.

After spending ample time on the girl’s core, Bryce moved downwards one final time. This time, he placed her cute feet in his lap and began massaging them as well. Even though they were something that turned him on, just giving her a simple massage was desirable. Again, it did not necessarily have sexual context. The male just enjoyed feeling her soft soles and looking at them in his hands. Plus, didn’t everyone love a good foot rub? Luckily for Alicia, she found a man that was unlike any other. Where most would cower in disgust of giving a foot rub, it was plausible for Alicia to expect one almost daily. “After I finish this, I think we should cuddle again. I just wanted to make sure your body was nice and relaxed before bedtime.” Bryce commented lovingly towards his dark-haired Princess. “Hey… I’d like to ask you something but I’m afraid it might seem weird so just to give you a forewarning…” Bryce trailed off, looking towards his girlfriend. It was a topic that would set the foundation for later, but Bryce intended to ask her about marriage – not a proposal, but just thinking about whether she might enjoy that idea or not because he was dying to know.
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Damn. Someone was eager. Whenever the couple had sex, Nick always sensed a tenacity with Anna. It was something he never fully appreciated until they were over. Maybe she was only passionate about having sex with someone or maybe she was passionate about having sex with him. Either way, Nick found it so easy to push his worries away. It had been minutes since his hands left her body, but they escaped again long enough to assist with the removal of his jeans. Considering the brunette already rid herself of panties as well, Nick played along and tossed away his boxers at the same time. Finally, after nearly two, long years, Nick and Anna were nude and in the same bed again. After daily wishing and hoping, reality was here. It was no longer a mere fantasy. They kissed, first lightly, then more urgently, his tongue in her mouth, his hips tilted against hers, her breasts against his chest, and his whole body sending a message that was undeniable. Soon, both of Nick’s hands were deep into the softness of her hair – something that he found had not faded since their relationship ended. It was like time unspooled, carrying them back to the times when they would fuck the entire day away without a care in the world. Now that was fucking living – it did not get any better than that.

Nick nuzzled against Anna, his lips on her neck, nibbling and kissing his way up to her earlobe. Before beginning, Nick slipped his hand in between Anna’s legs. Positioning his fingers and thumbs just the right way against her clitoris, the male started rubbing slow circles on that mound of flesh. The pace was steady and gentle for the first two minutes. During that period of time, Nick continued assaulting her neck, especially that tendon just beside her shoulders where the most sensitivity lie. Working from mere memory and instinct, Nick only stopped rubbing her clitoris after dipping a couple fingers inside of her and feeling them coated with her wetness. From that point, he kissed near the pulse of her jugular and then kissed downwards and diagonally to her collarbone, in between her breasts, over her belly button, towards her hips, and finally stopping near her vulva. The male used his teeth and ever so gently nipped at her pussy lips, his tongue peeking out of his mouth and drumming softly against her outer labia, and then her inner labia until the tip of his tongue reached her entrance. For extra support and pleasure, his hands were firmly planted onto her ass, groping the firm flesh with his fingers and palms.
 
"You say that like you're the winner here, but I'm pretty sure I am. I have you." Alicia's heart was going to burst if he kept up being this much of a charmer - she loved the affectionate words he had for her and he had nothing but affection. It was so much and in all the right ways - had Alicia not felt exactly the same way about him, she may have doubted how honest he was being as he spoke of their love. Instead trust, fondness and happiness were all she could feel - that and the sweet, sweet release of tight muscles after a rather hectic day. Her toes curled towards her soles as he hit a sweet spot in the arch, ad she let out a content sigh. However, that contentedness turned to cautious as Bryce's tone changed. After everything they've done he thought he had something weird to say and really, Alicia had thought she had seen all the weird he had to offer (which was very, very good as a matter of fact).

So she furrowed her brow and sat up just slightly, wondering what turn this conversation was about to take with a slight worry. Using one elbow to support her, she just looked at Bryce for a moment and then gave him a series of quick nods. "Yes, of course. What is it?" She was worried that he had to ask just to ask her... Her heart raced in her chest for a quick moment before she was able to calm herself completely this was Bryce. He wasn't going to pull any quick moves on her or upset her, so the caution left her expression and left her just simply curious now that she had a moment to process and realize nothing bad was about to happen. With her other hand still resting gently on his thigh she stroked his skin gently with her thumb.

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Anna's head slid back to allow him access, and at the same time her lips found the crook of his neck. She kissed the soft flesh, ran her tongue down and nipped here and there; her teeth raked against the flesh above his jugular - and there was no denying that she could feel his pulse in that proximity. She never broke skin but damn she was tempted to as his fingers slipped between her thighs, touching her just like he always had before. It was funny, how well they seemed to remember each others' bodies - maybe they were simply too intertwined to ever forget such a thing. Maybe they were doomed (or blessed?) to never be satisfied apart. By now she had stopped thinking about the what ifs and whatever they were going to do with this after it was done. She didn't care - what she cared about was how amazing it felt to have his cock in her hand again. Anna hadn't hesitated even a moment in grabbing on to him after his pants were thrown aside, and as his fingers worked magic on her clit she stroked him. From the position they were in, with their bodies so close together, he was so close she could feel him and the combination of his actions and knowing just what was coming had her on fire.

She was not quiet, nor was she good at being still - she grabbed and clawed and moaned and sighed. Especially as he trailed his way down towards her core. She hated having to release him but the angle was inopportune and she would have to - oh well, she could have some more fun after this part was done and over with. As far as she was concerned he had always been good with his tongue - maybe she just orgasmed easily but she doubted that given that no one had ever gotten her off quite as easily as he did. Oral also made her selfish - she would let someone go down on her for days and not even want to let them come up for air. Obviously she would but god did it ever feel good. As soon as she could feel his breath hot against her already wet pussy she knew that she was in for it. She grasped at the back of his head, fingers grazing lightly against his scalp and she moaned as his tongue hit the spot, which caused her to tighten her legs just slightly. She moved them over his shoulders and couldn't help but to grind against him as her knees bent inwards, effectively holding him in place with enough leeway for him to still be able to move and breathe.
 
To make himself more comfortable, Bryce gripped both of Alicia’s hands, releasing her feet from his lap. Chewing on the inner part of his cheek, Bryce pulled her hands towards his lips for a kiss. Conceptually, Bryce should have known better than to worry. This relationship was not exactly typical compared to others. Yet, he feared this would weird Alicia out. He almost regretted bringing her attention to something now but it was already done, so he could not back out. Looking into her calm eyes, Bryce spoke from his heart. “Look, I know we’ve only been together this way for what, a week? But I know I love you and I know the world we live in isn’t exactly safe. I want to live every second with you by my side, however long I have left. And when I think about how anything could change in a moment’s notice, I want you to feel my love to the maximum extent. So, would you be open to the idea of… you know? If we find a place and time… and other things… maybe not right today or even this week… but when we get the chance… of, you know, getting married?”

After asking the question, Bryce did something he had seldom done: he blushed. It was nerve-wracking, fearing Alicia might just laugh at the notion or think they were moving too quickly. Again, he should have known better than to think Alicia would feel that way. “I mean, I know husband and wife are titles and we don’t need that to prove we love each other. And I know marriage doesn’t happen after a week but I know that you’re mine and I want you to be mine forever… and I’ve always wanted to get married. I don’t even know where or how we could have a little ceremony but I think it’s possible. And like I said, it doesn’t have to be soon. I just wanted to throw that idea out there so I didn’t make a fool of myself when I would actually propose to you.”

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Everything felt so familiar: Anna’s kisses, the nipping, and the feeling of her hand on his cock. Possibly the greatest feeling in the world involved her hand wrapping around his girth. When she stroked his length, every single inch was gripped with the most arousing touch possible. Nick could not explain it but it just felt so fucking amazing. She told him how eager she felt for this without even using a single word. She had never reached for him as fast as she did just now. The male smirked at the thought, knowing that the way he was attacking in between her legs only facilitated the arousal and desire she felt. Other things about Anna and being with her in bed never changed. From the loudness to the writhing of her body, Nick found it so familiar. The male loved watching her body unable to stay down on the bed. It was unlike anything he experienced before. Nick had always thought it would have been a turn-off, but he was so wrong. Instead, hearing how loud she moaned and feeling her always moving body made Nick grow harder. It helped that her hand remained wrapped around his girth, too. Soon enough, Nick’s cock had reached the peak of his hardness.

Feeling how wet Anna was already provided a great deal of pleasure for Nick. Knowing that he caused this was more than he could ever want. The worry about him having forgotten how to make Anna feel good had been washed completely. No longer did he worry. It was all about relaxing and going with the flow now. The male liked to think he was skilled at giving oral sex. He always thought so considering how well he did with Anna. So, Nick went to work without hesitation. His tongue peeked out of his lips and slipped inside of the woman’s tight, wet walls. He started massaging every inch he could reach, still gripping her ass firmly with his fingers. Moans fell from his lips, letting the vibration reverberate throughout her entire body. His teeth grazed the flesh of her pussy lips. Still, the fingers continued working on her clit, pressing amply into the pink flesh. The young man did not intend on bringing Anna to a full orgasm right now, but he wanted to make her quite wet before entering her. One, it would make sex much more enjoyable for them both and two, it should make it hurt less with all that natural lubricant.
 
That was all that he had to ask? While the question itself just added to the serene adoration both in the air and directed towards himself, and Alicia had to smile, she definitely had over reacted during that moment where she was yet to realize just who was talking to her. Of course, marriage had always been on the table for Alicia - even when she was younger, especially when she was younger, she had always hoped to find someone to spend the rest of her life with. While part of her had realized her person had been by her side from the start, another part of her had refused to even think about the idea given their circumstances. Since they were still quite fresh, the topic was yet to come on her mind again. However, she was definitely interested in one day being Bryce's wife. If anything, the way he stammered over his words and hovered with hat soft blush just reaffirmed how much being able to be around him meant to her.

"Oh, Bryce," she started with that soft smile of hers. After he kissed her hand she stroked her thumb lovingly against his cheek and for a moment, no more words came out of her mouth. A soft, content sigh escaped her lips as she met his gaze once more. Marriage didn't mean much nowadays - titles were informal at best, there were no more laws on who could go in a waiting room or be allowed a piece of you after your death. However, that did not change the meaning behind the vows and even in this day and age Alicia could appreciate how much it meant to promise your life to someone. If anything, it meant even more because people now lived knowing that any day their loved ones could be torn from them. To promise your life to someone today and lose them the next day - that was genuinely a risk. To death to us part meant more when you knew the risk, at least in her eyes. "I would love that, Bryce. Maybe not now, not really much an opportunity at this point, but down the line? I don't need the title either but I would love to have it anyways.

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Sex was easy; you didn't have to love or even really like someone to fuck them. That had become something Anna had become good at as she started having sex; she could have the fun without the feelings. It became a source of control for her and as a general rule emotions were off limits; she had dropped any person who ever dared to develop feelings for her - except Nick. For some reason, he had always been the exception and damn it some times she hated that. She hated that she let herself fall in love with him, and she hated that she was to this day addicted to the way he touched her. Both just complicated things, put her head in a space she didn't quite like. She loved it but at the same time it was hell. They would never be able to simply fuck because he had the control over her, not just their bodies but with that insidious link to him that was stuck inside her brain. Anna would never not be able to care and that left her weak. She was going to end up walking away from this feeling like shit.

She was loud without being obscene, not a screamer for sure but there was little doubt that if someone happened to walk by she would be heard. That she couldn't help - she could try and try but she was a vocal person, encouraging moans and whimpers and sighs, and it generally just ended in whoever was on top of her being covered in bite marks and bruises and being heard anyways. The combination of the fact that this was Nick who was touching her and the drugs in her system did not help her sensitivity any, either. So, while she knew that there were people aboard this ship they didn't want to clue in, she could only do much. Surprisingly, she actually was doing better than usual about that, though that could easily change: the best part was only starting after all. She couldn't help but keep her eyes on him as he buried himself between her thighs; watching, breathing starting to falter, with one hand tight in his hair. It didn't take long before she could feel heat rising low in her abdomen, threatening to release if he stayed down there much longer. Her eyes closed and her head rolled to the side as her hips pushed against him, just begging for more.
 
Relief - sweet relief. The look on Alicia’s face told the story and now Bryce felt slightly embarrassed. “Yeah, I think I was stupid for being afraid to ask that. Oh well. When I do propose to you, though, I know I’ll have rings and an actual idea for a proposal. It will be special. I won’t tell you when, though. I’ll try to make it somewhat of a surprise.” Chuckling, Bryce leaned forward until their foreheads were resting together. “I love you so much, Thank you for the reassurance. There’s nothing more that I would love than seeing a ring on your finger and knowing I have one matching it.” Could this night be more perfect? Could this girl be more perfect? Finally, just nuzzling their noses together, Bryce decided to lay down again. This time, he pulled Alicia with him so her body lay flat against his own. Like their earlier cuddling position, he wrapped one arm underneath her head, using the other to pull the blankets over their bodies. Then, that arm was rested across her arms, his hand settling in the small of her back.

Their legs tangled as well and their faces were only inches away. With each breath, Alicia would be able to feel his warm exhale against her lips. “Maybe I should have already asked you to marry me.” Bryce commented with a playful smirk. “I should have asked you to marry me when we were in elementary school.” He added, pressing another kiss to the corner of her lips. Her entire body felt so soft and it was like she molded perfectly against his own. Although he knew they needed sleep, he could not fall asleep quite yet. This was the time of his life, just cuddling and talking with Alicia. What more could a guy want out of life? Unable to resist temptation, Bryce finally broke down and started kissing her again. This time, his lips were moving slowly against hers. Yet, it still remained passionate as his tongue slithered in between her lips. Bryce wanted to make a concerted effort to never only peck Alicia’s lips again. If he was kissing her, then the kiss would be passionate and full of emotion. His hand around the small of her back pushed forward, sliding their bodies even closer together as they gently had one last make-out session for the night.

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Arguably, Nick knew Anna’s body than she did. Even if that was a stretch, Nick remembered the telltale signs of her impending orgasm. From a certain pitch of her moans to an almost rhythmic, patterned movement of her hips – Nick knew that she was close. Although this might seem like torture at first, Nick pulled away from her vagina and clitoris entirely leaving the woman void of any source of pleasure. Just thinking about this made him smirk, recalling times together where he would ‘punish’ her by performing oral sex and leaving her on the brink for minutes. Crawling on top of her body again, Nick locked eyes with the woman before dipping his head down towards her collarbone. More kisses, more marks, and more moans followed. Giving Anna a second to calm down so she did not cum as soon as he entered her, Nick rubbed the tip along her entrance slowly and teasingly. After making the decision that his sweet Anna had been teased enough, Nick slowly slipped his cock inside of her. After the initial thrust inside of Anna, Nick moaned out rather loudly. This was quite atypical of him as between the two, Nick was definitely the quieter one.

Even then, it was possible that this single moan was louder than anything he emitted in their relationship before. Yet, after that first thrust, he held himself still and only began rotating and rolling his hips. If he gave himself up to the exquisite tightness, the heat… he would explode. The point of this was not pumping into her a few times and orgasming. Realizing that this was likely a once in a lifetime deal considering the state of their relationship and friendship, Nick wanted this to last all night long. While kissing her skin, Nick realized how familiar this felt. She felt as tight as ever and without even using brain power, Nick could remember where to attack her soft, sensitive spots inside of her womanhood. So, Nick did that exactly. Besides, it was not a race. He wanted this night to be perfect for them both and what fun was it if they had quick orgasms? His hips swiveled a certain way as the thrusting slowly picked back up. Still, he kept it slow and gentle, knowing that he needed to take it easy on her body considering the reasons she gave him before they started. “Hanging in there?” he half-grunted, wanting to make sure she was enjoying herself thus far.
 
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