I don't vant you regretting it in the morning. And you might. Who: Kurt Wagner and Princess Cadence When: 5:30pm Monday, January 28 Where: Kurt’s Place What: Sex. Maybe. Rating: NSFW? Maybe? Status: Complete
Cadence knew what she was going over there for. She wasn’t sure if it was going to happen, but she was resolved. After last night and all the soul searching that she’d done lately, she was fairly confident what she wanted and what she was going for. This wasn’t God’s plan, this was Cadence’s plan. And for the first time in her life it felt like she was free.
She knocked on the door of Kurt’s place, wearing some super tight cords, knee high boots, a thin sweater over a sexy, lacy, push-up bra and a scarf in her hair. It was down, held back in cascades by the scarf tied loosely as a headband. She looked casual, but preppy. Hot. At least, she hoped. The outfit was carefully calculated.
She waited for him to come to the door.
Kurt opened the door. He had another bouquet of flowers for Cadence. He didn't know what she'd wanted to see him for, but had only given himself a quick wash down after a hard day at work. His jaw dropped open and he felt a little dizzy as his blood started to pound. The man's eyes drank her in.
“Hi.” Cadence said, feeling suddenly shy at the look on his face. She stepped forward and leaned up and in to tap a kiss against his cheek.
"Hi..." Kurt shuddered when she kissed his cheek. He closed the door and locked it, turning around to get a better look at her. "You look.."
Unable to find the words, he thrust out the flowers. "I got these for you."
She smiled, blushing deeply. “Thank you.” She said, both to the unspoken compliment and to the flowers. She accepted them and buried her face in them, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. “These are lovely.”
He smiled, clearly pleased with himself, and brought a hand to her cheek. He stroked her face lightly, and then kissed her forehead.
She swallowed at the kiss to her forehead. “Sorry for inviting myself over.”
“Don’t be. Is everything allright? Do you vant to talk?” He led her over to the couch and sat down with her.
Cadence sat down on the sofa and set the flowers aside. Now she was here, sitting with him, all the words she’d come up with in her mind were filtering out. She wasn’t sure what she was going to say, how she was going to convey what she wanted to. Last night she’d been so sure, so confident. Now she felt like that confidence was falling apart.
“...I don’t know who I am anymore,” she said, softly. “I’ve lost a huge part of myself, and it shakes the foundation of everything else that I am. I just know that everything is changing, and you’re the one part of my life that makes sense.” Was that too much pressure for him? She went on, quickly, “I’m changing my mind about a lot of things. Everything, really. And I... well, it’s opening the doors to new experiences. I want to--I want to share some with you.”
Kurt nodded his head as he listened. He could see some of what she’d been saying, and he so badly wanted to help her find the woman she was supposed to become. He took her hand, and squeezed it. “Anything I can do to help you through you, I vill. You’re going through a part of your life that is kind of scary to do alone.”
“Just being here is really helping.” Cadence said, giving him a smile. It was tentative and shy. “I... I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for me. I just... I hope that asking you for one more thing won’t be too much.” She added, scooting closer to him on the sofa.
“Vhat? I’ll give you anything.” He hugged her against him, and nuzzled her hair with his nose. She smelled divine.
Cadence was very, very pink now. “Anything?” She asked, then leaned in and kissed him. This was no gentle kiss. This was a kiss of longing, a kiss of desire. She was nervous and a little shaky, but it didn’t stop her from molding her mouth against his, pressing her chest firmly against his own.
Kurt fell back a bit on the couch, and he pulled Cadence with him, kissing her eagerly. He didn't think she meant what she thought she meant, at least not yet, but he had been imagining what she'd feel like against him like that. In that outfit she was wearing. Her skin beneath the sweater was warm and he kept rubbing at her back needfully.
Cadence had obviously never done this before. She felt the need to tell him that, to tell him so many things about her inexperience, about her revelation last night. But right now the kissing was so very good, she moved with him, wrapping her arms around him, and kissing him hungrily.
After a moment, though, the information was burning a hole in her pocket. She tore her lips away and rested her forehead against his. Breathing hard, she spoke. “I’ve never done this before.” Obviously. “But I’m ready.” She said, softly. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you last night, and I... I wanted to feel you against me like this. I imagined what it must be like, and I touched myself. And it was good.” It wasn’t a sin. Why were her cheeks burning so badly? “I want to try it. With you. If you’ll have me.”
"Done..?" He blinked at her, a little hazily and exhaled as he realized what she meant. It sent a shock down between his legs and he rocked his hips slightly as she said what she'd done. He nuzzled his face against her cheek. "Liebchen, do you vant this for the right reasons?"
He couldn't believe he was turning this down, and he swallowed. "There are still many things ve can do together, vithout you giving yourself to me. I just vant you for the right reasons. Mein gott do I vant you...”
Cadence simply blinked at him at the question. The right reasons? Were there wrong ones? Well, she could think of a couple of things that might be wrong, but neither of them was being coerced or forced. They weren’t related. They were consenting adults. How was it wrong? Besides the indoctrination that she’d had in church about
“Tell me.” Cadence said, closing her eyes. She felt embarrassed, like she was being turned away. She came to him and offered him something she’d never offered anyone else in the universe--and something that she figured others would jump on a chance to have--and he was turning her down? It was... the opposite of flattering. Whatever that was. “If you want me. We can just... we should... just...”
"You're learning new sides of yourself." He pulled her into straddling his lap, her warmth and weight making him lose his train of thought, briefly. He nuzzled her again, and kissed at her neck. "Cadence, I vant you. I vant you like nothing I've ever vanted before. I vant to make love to you and make you feel like the most beautiful woman in the vorld. But if ve are going to make love, I don't vant you regretting it in the morning. And you might."
He slipped his hands under her sweater and up her back.
Cadence’s breath hitched at the feel of his hands against her bare skin. She shook her head, emphatically. “No. I won’t.”
Kurt peered into her eyes.
“I won’t.” She insisted.
He kissed her then, then got to his feet and carried her towards the bed room in one smooth motion.
Her heart was thundering. Her arms wrapped around him, holding on as he picked her up and carried her off. It was almost like her dreams, her fantasies. She knew he wanted her, she assumed he cared for her, what more did she really want? She buried her face in his shirt and held on for dear life.
Walking into the bed room, Kurt laid Cadence out on the bed, kissing her long and languidly as he did so. Slowly, gently, his left hand slid inside her sweater and up her stomach. He was gentle, and kind and caring, and treating her like a porcelain doll.
Cadence left her eyes closed. Her arms were wrapped lazily up and around his shoulders, and she shivered with anticipation and emotion. One of her hands found its way into his hair, the other trailed down his arm. He was so strong, so firm and warm under her fingertips. She returned his kisses with lazy appreciation, with growing passion and shy hunger.
Kurt found the lace of her bra sexy, and even a little adorable. He stretched out half on top of Cadence and traced his fingers along the edge of the lace, continuing to lazily kiss her like they had all the time in the world.
Cadence found the slow, lazy kiss to be both comforting and exciting. It made her want so much more, but also calmed her. She shifted a little, underneath him, her arms wrapping around him and pulling his body closer down against hers.
Her arms drew him in, and Kurt was finding it more difficult to remember why he thought they needed to slow down. He deepened the kiss with growing passion and rising need. He tugged at the bra, wanting it to get out of the way, and realizing he'd have to remember how to work the clasps on the back.
Cadence had to sit up a little so he could fiddle with the clasp on the back of her bra. She tugged her sweater up and over her head, then tossed it aside. The scarf holding her hair back moved with it, cascades of dark hair billowing out around her against the pillow.
Kurt's breath was stolen as he watched her hair. It formed a halo around her head and he grinned happily, cupping Cadence's face with one hand and then kissing her. When he broke it, he unhooked her bra and slow slid it off her body. His eyes ran down over her breasts, then up to her face.
He kissed her with more tenderness than passion, cupping her breasts and squeezing gently. His fingers were rough from a physical life, and yet still smooth in places.
Cadence had never been this exposed in front of someone before. At least, with someone she wanted to be physical with, felt stirring emotions for. The only person who’d seen her adult body naked was her doctor. And now Kurt. It felt good to share something like this with him. It was scary and exciting and alluring all at the same time.
She returned his kisses with passion, the way his hands felt on her body sending new experiences of pleasure shooting through her.
She was beautiful, and Kurt wanted to treasure and worship her in every way imaginable. He loved the feel of her skin, and the taste and the shade. He decided that Latinas were awesome. The only time he stopped caressing her torso was to shrug his own shirt off.
The way his body moved, even in something so simple as to pull his shirt off, made Cadence smile. Her arms were down, covering her chest in a shy way as he peeled his shirt off.
Kurt tossed his shirt aside, then leaned down to kiss her arms. He peered up at her, grinning. “You’re so beautiful, Cadence.”
Cadence was smiling softly, flushed deeply, and lifted one hand to reach for him and pull him into her. "You're pretty nice to look at yourself, you know?" She responded, softly. And it was true; he had amazing cheekbones. His jaw was strong, his skin clear and an amazing color, his hair was... oh, his hair. Cadence gave a gentle shiver as she lifted her hand to thread her fingers in his hair.
Closing his eyes, Kurt enjoyed the feel of Cadence’s fingers in his hair, and the warmth of her body. Gently, he moved her arms out of her way so he could caress at her breasts again. His fingers were nimble and agile, and he was a lot less gentle than he was previously. Still kind, but rougher and needier.
Passion was mounting in the room. Cadence could feel the roughness behind his hands, the hunger. She brought his mouth to hers and kissed him fully, giving him permission. She wanted him to show her want to do, wanted him to guide her through this. And she was really hoping she wouldn’t have to ask him to. That might... spoil the mood?
Kurt groaned as her lips yielded to his and he slid his hand down her stomach, slowly and surely, until his fingers danced at the waistband of her pants. His kiss grew more heated as they slipped inside an inch or so, and stroked at her skin in a teasing, suggestive manner. His other hand continued to play with her breasts, trying to make her feel absolutely wonderful.
She felt absolutely wonderful. Thrilled and terrified and excited, and absolutely adored. She felt love. And she felt loved. Even if the emotions between them were still growing and undefined, she still felt it. The physical part of it, anyway.
Hesitating only a moment, Kurt stroked his hand farther down, between her legs, though he avoided the more obvious areas, instead stroking along her thigh, and the skin where pelvis and leg met. Everywhere but where the need was greatest.
Cadence shifted, tearing her lips from his to breathe harder. There wasn't a whole lot of room in her pants for him to move his hand, so she reached down with one of hers to try and tug them down and out of the way. She was feeling near frantic with want now, a sensation she wasn't used to in the slightest.
"Gott..." He helped push them down, groaning in Cadence's ear once he had more room. Her want was being broadcast on all channels and he kissed her as he moved his hand over her pelvis, stroking his fingers lightly. She felt so wonderful, and he knew no one else had ever touched her. It made him dizzy with emotion.
Her underpants matched her bra. Cadence lifted her arms and wrapped them around him, clinging to him tightly and feeling her legs spread for him. She gave a shudder of emotion, nerves and love all bubbling within her, making her breathe hard and shake a little.
"Cadence.." Kurt nibbled at her ear, rubbing his finger in a slow, sensual circle. He shifted against her, the feel and smell of her making him need her more than ever. Lifting his head, he looked down along her body, smiling brightly. "Du bist schön..." You're beautiful
Only Kurt could make German sound sexy.
He most certainly did. Cadence felt a rush of air escape her at the sound of his voice, the tone, the accent, the language. It made her insides twist, swirl. She trailed her hand along his side, feeling the warmth of his skin under her fingertips. “I don’t know what that means,” she said, another shiver escaping her.
"It means you're so beautiful," Kurt whispered, as he stroked his finger in experimental circles against her little nubbin. "Beautiful, and sexy, and wonderful. You taste so amazing. I love-- how you feel." Phew. Close one. He wanted to feel her, so he pressed that finger into Cadence, slowly.
He was making her gasp, quake and shiver with his attentions to her. Cadence whimpered, her hips tipping up against his hand involuntarily. Her eyes were shut tight now, and she was biting her lower lip. She was so wet, so ready, and she had no idea what she was doing.
Moaning against Cadence's shoulder, Kurt started to move his finger, slowly and gently at first. He wanted her to enjoy this, to moan and quake and gasp, and be absolutely ready. He didn't want to hurt her, but some hurts were unavoidable. He lifted his head again, gazing at her face, raw emotion in his eyes.
Cadence could feel her toes curling. It felt so good, to the point where she didn’t want it to stop. She didn’t want him to stop. A gasp escaped her and she opened her eyes to look up into his. There was so much emotion there, so much hunger and longing. She could hardly stand it. “M-More.” She whispered. “Don’t stop.”
Kurt gave her more, moving his hand faster and with greater purpose. He rubbed his thumb over her, pressing down hard on that little bundle of nerves that's a lot easier to find than people like to joke about, seriously.
He drank in how she looked, and felt, wanting to taste her and feel more. "Cadence.."
"Oh, Kurt," Cadence nearly moaned. Her voice was coming in little gasps, her body moving against his hand. She'd never imagined it could feel this good. "Can we do this forever? Just... never ever stop?"
Laughing, Kurt nuzzled her lips with his and kissed her. "I never vant to stop, Cadence. I just vant to make love to you...make you feel this." His head was foggy, and he pushed his own pants down, needing to feel their bare skin together.
Cadence didn't even know to help him with his pants. She simply turned to watch him, her breathing and heart rate still elevated. "Okay," she whispered. This was really happening! It made her shiver again, more powerfully than before. A shiver that lingered, making her teeth chatter.
Pulling her against him, Kurt rubbed at her back and butt with his hand, thinking she was cold. He didn't stop what he was doing to her. In fact, freed of his clothing and having her skin pressing against him made him rub and stroke at her more fervently, pumping his fingers with abandon. He groaned her name again.
She tried to say something, but the gasps and the shivers prevented her from speaking. She merely shook her head slightly, then leaned in to kiss him again. It was difficult to ignore the emotions running through her. Her hand wrapped around his neck, drawing him into her. She moaned into his mouth. He wasn't close enough. She wanted him closer, to feel him more fully against her.
"Cadence, it's okay, let go," Kurt urged, even as he rolled closer, half on top of her and half still on the bed. He gazed at her with utter devotion in his eyes.
Her eyes opened to look into his, then fluttered closed again as he spoke. She was whimpering now, gently, with urgency. Her hands grabbed at his shoulders, his arms, tangling in his hair. “Oh, God,” she moaned, the shiver in her body turning into a huge shudder. The experience she’d only had once before, the night before, in fact, started to come on. She wasn’t sure she could stop it if she wanted to as her body heated up, every muscle going tense.
Grinning, Kurt murmured encouraging words in her ear, moving his fingers and thumb faster and faster. "Cadence..." She looked so ridiculously beautiful like this.
Her body bucked as she came, a gasp and another shudder escaping her, and she curled up a little, the pleasure pouring through her. It was so good, she was so relieved, so excited still, but so spent. In the best way possible. “Oh, Kurt,” she breathed, her hips still rocking against him, drawing out every last bit of pleasure she could. Her hand moved down to hold against his, keeping his fingers within and against her, but slowing his movement to a powerful rub, gentle and strong, helping her to ride out the tail end of her climax.
"Mein gott," Kurt muttered, ripples of want and pleasure rushing through him as she held his hand against her. She was the most beautiful and sexy woman he'd ever seen. He was so lucky. He was...probably falling head over heels.
She was breathing hard, her body still shivering as ripples of pleasure washed through her. She clung to his arms, holding tightly to him as the pleasure left her. As she caught up with her breath, she penned her eyes to look up at him. Her eyes were full of love and lust. She pulled his head down against her so she could kiss him hungrily.
Kurt laughed into the kiss. His laughter turned into a gentle groan, and then a hungry one. He took his hand from between her legs and rolled completely on top of her. Kurt's lips devoured Cadence's as he rubbed against her, shuddering at the sensation.
She'd really no idea what to expect. In her own had been one thing, but when Kurt touched her, she was able to experience it all. Focus on the pleasure, enjoy the moment. Her legs lifted on either side of him, and her arms wrapped up and around his neck add she kissed him. She was smiling now, one hand moving to his hair again. She loved his hair.
Slipping a hand between them to rub at her some more, he rubbed his head against her hand. "Are you sure, liebchen? You vant this?"
“You gave me so much,” Cadence replied, lifting her head to kiss his cheek. “I can’t possibly ask for more.” She whispered, nuzzling against his skin.
Kurt took a deep breath, then leaned in, kissing her softly as he started to push into her. He was trying to be very gentle, and continued to play with and stroke at her with his finger as he did so, and held Cadence's eyes with his own.
As he pushed in, she gave a muffled sound--something like a cross between a grunt and a whimper. Her eyes fell closed after a moment, and her hands tightened their grip on him. He was bigger than a finger inside her.
He moved slowly, pushing aside his own feelings and pleasure to concentrate on Cadence. Kurt whispered her name, and how beautiful she was and how wonderful she felt and how happy she made him feel.
She couldn’t really listen, as it felt remarkably uncomfortable. He’d done a good job in making her ready for this. She was very wet, and already a little stretched out, but still. It wasn’t the most comfortable of things to experience for the first time. She turned her head so her face was away from his and bit her lip. The last bit had been so wonderful, and this was... not quite as nice. Her hips shifted, spreading a little to give him more room.
He spread her legs wider, and rested inside her. His fingers worked at her gently and lovingly, and he nuzzled at her ear. He wanted to promise that it would get better, if not this time the next time, but his breath had been stolen and he wasn't all that sure he could speak words that made any sense.
She was wet and tight, and clenched down around him without knowing what she was doing. Her hands tightened, fingers clenching down on his shoulders. She really just wanted it to be over. Not that she regretted it, but this part wasn’t as fun as the last bit. She whimpered softly, one hand finding his hair again and pulling him in against her.
The last thing Kurt ever wanted was Cadence to be hurting. He started to move, whimpering slightly himself as she clenched around him. He knew he wouldn't be able to last long with her this tight, but that was probably a good thing.
He kissed her jaw, murmuring in a mixture of German and English about how wonderful she was, and how much he was..."Ich glaube, ich liebe dich..."
It was pretty much inevitable. She’d be bow-legged tomorrow, walking around, and then wincing whenever she sat. But she wanted this to be good for him, too. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he’d just given her. She didn’t want it to be a sin. She wanted it to be a celebration. Her knees lifted and she clenched down around him again as a pulse of pain shot through her. At least now she wasn’t wincing. Much.
Kurt started to move his hips more quickly, trying to get her pain over more quickly. He needed her, making love to her, kissing her and moaning her name. He felt..guilty...not because they were doing this but because it was hurting her. It wasn’t very fun when your partner was uncomfortable.
Cadence turned her face back to him, burying her face in his collarbone, his shoulder, his neck. She kissed and nipped at his skin, gasping as he moved. She just wanted it to end, now, to be over. She could hardly believe that this was happening, hardly believe what they were doing. She was glad for it, though.
Kurt was having a hard time of it, as her discomfort was making him not enjoy it as much as he would otherwise. But his breathing quickened, and then he tensed and shuddered grinding into her. After a moment he stilled, panting.
Was that it? Cadence could feel the power of his movements, and the power of him growing still. She ran her hand up and down his back, his side, pulling him in closer. It had started to hurt less right toward the end. Then he stopped. She assumed that meant he... y’know. Inside--uh oh.
Kurt groaned, rocking his hips once or twice more, in a vain attempt to get her off. He doubted that would work, not this time, but he hoped he'd get a chance to soon. Few things beat the sensation of your woman's orgasm. He muttered in German.
Cadence was breathing hard now, eyes open and heart thundering. She couldn’t believe they’d been so careless. Unprotected sex? Her hand ran over his back again, her other hand in his hair, holding him against her. She was tingly and sore all over, happily spent in a sexual way, but now she was a little terrified in another.
It hadn't dawned on Kurt just yet. Really, he was better than this, but between being pent up and enraptured by her...okay there really wasn't an excuse, and what's done was done, and he was going to feel like a Cad when it occurred to him.
She wanted to let him enjoy this for as long as he could. Maybe if she got right in the shower? Or the bath? Or... something. She didn’t know. Now she wished she’d paid more attention in sex ed class in high school or biology class in college. She closed her eyes and swallowed, still clinging gently to him.
He pushed himself up onto his elbows, and brushed some of Cadence's hair from her sweaty face. She looked beautiful like this, he thought he could see it every morning forever.
"Are you okay? I know it must have hurt."
“I’m okay.” Cadence said, her voice a gentle whisper. “I just... um...” She cleared her throat and brought her eyes to look into his for a moment. It became too much, so she tore them from his to look down at his lips instead. “...we didn’t use... protection,” she said, feeling absolutely stupid and terrified.
"Oh Scheiße....." Kurt looked down at their joined pelvises as if to confirm what she'd just said, then laughed nervously. He tried to smile reassuringly at her. "It vill be okay, no matter vhat, ja? Lets not panic."
Cadence gave him a nod, though she still wasn’t meeting his eyes. She was terrified now, especially since this was her first time with any of this. She’d never experienced any of this uncertainty before. Damn. How’s that for a first time? It wasn’t anything like she’d anticipated.
He rolled onto his side, and pulled her against him. Taking her chin, he forced her to meet his eyes. "Cadence, look at me. You don't need to be scared. There's nothing to vorry about until there's something to vorry about."
It was only because he forced her that she met his eyes. She felt ashamed now, something she probably shouldn’t be feeling. But what if this was all a mistake? She shouldn’t be here. She should be at home in her sorority house, giggling with the other girls and gossiping about the cute, German guy she was dating. Not laying naked in his arms praying he didn’t just get her pregnant.
Then there was the fear that that was what had just happened. She was terrified.
She nodded. “You’re right. I know you’re right.” She said, though she felt like she needed a shower.
Kurt felt something clench up inside him. Guilt, and disappointment in himself. A little bit of hurt at the look in her eyes. Like she felt ashamed, which was the last thing he'd wanted her to feel.
"There's nothing vrong vith vhat ve did. It vill get better, I promise."
Cadence swallowed. “I know.” She repeated, then cuddled close in against him. She brought her head to rest between his shoulder and his chin, pressing her nose into his neck. The last thing in the world she’d wanted for him was guilt. “I can’t believe it.” She whispered. “I can’t believe we... I...” She just didn’t have the words.
"Ve made love?" Kurt offered, pressing his hand into her back to try to get her closer. He felt closer than he ever had before, and he didn't want the spell to be broken.
“Yes.” Cadence responded, moving closer to him, letting her body rest fully up against his, getting as close as she could. “That.” She added, somewhat lamely. “Was I...? Did I do good?” She asked, sounding nervous.
"You did vonderful!" He kissed her nose, nuzzling her lightly with his own. "I think if you could enjoy yourself more during it, it vould be even better for both of us.." He chewed his own lip. "It vas hard to enjoy myself knowing you vere hurting. You vere very..." And he grinned, knowing he was going to embarrass her. "Very tight."
She was relieved. At least he’d enjoyed himself. She couldn’t help that she’d been hurting, though. Maybe it would get better. He promised that it would get better. Now she just hoped that it was... that they were.... that there was love. That this was love.
Cadence went rather pink at his words. “That’s good, right?” She asked, shyly.
"Very good, ja!" He exhaled at the memory, still so recent that he could feel. Now that they were snuggling, he could revel in it. Kurt ran his fingers across her face, caressing and loving. She still took up so much of his thoughts, that he wondered if he was obsessed with her.
Cadence closed her eyes at the feel of his fingers on her skin. She exhaled, feeling partial relief. He'd been there for her so much. He was kind, and handsome, and smart. He protected her, and cared for her. She was nervous about so many things, and so much of this was new for her... she wanted desperately to fall in love. Was that what this was?
Love could blindside someone, when they least expected it. Kurt wouldn't be in this position with her if he didn't care a great deal, but he hadn't experienced love in years. He barely remembered how it had felt, but he wanted to say it. The only thing stopping him was the fear that it was too soon.
It probably was too soon. Cadence closed her eyes and felt comforted and safe in his arms. She gave a shiver, though, still covered in sweat. “We should,” she spoke, her voice sounding a little weak, her mouth was dry. “We should get under the covers,” she finished, thinking she could probably sleep for a week. In a cave. Hiding from the world.
"We probably need to change the sheets first," Kurt said, though it sounded like he didn't want to move an inch.
“Wash up?” Cadence said. She didn’t know how much of a mess it was down there. She just felt a little sticky and sweaty, but hadn’t quite realized the grossness. “We could... get in the shower.” She suggested, though she didn’t seem like she wanted to move at all.
Kurt got a smile on his face at the thought of taking a shower with her. "...I love that idea." It would require moving, but he didn't want to move still. Shower with Cadence, or laying here naked with Cadence...
Cadence flushed. She buried her face in his chest, giving a little chuckle. A tiny one. “...take me to the shower, then.” She said, feeling incredibly shy. Maybe if she washed... down there... there’d be less chance of... bad unexpected things happening. Growing.
Laughing softly, Kurt rolled out of bed and took Cadence with him. Even though his own legs were wobbly, he managed to carry her into the shower. He rushed out, quickly throwing the sheets out, then came back to join her. He figured she didn’t need to see that.
No, she definitely didn’t need to see it. She would probably dislike seeing it in the shower, too, but it would be a little less striking being washed away by water rather than soaking into the sheets. She was on wobbly legs, too, as she turned the water on, then set the temperature. It was warm by the time he came back into the bathroom, and she was leaning against the wall, letting the water wash over her.
Kurt watched her in the shower for a moment, drinking her in, before he stepped in with her and kissed her shoulder. He grabbed some body wash, and gently started to wash her body.
She was tender and weak, and his hands all over her made her heart race. Her arms felt incredibly heavy as she lifted them up to wrap around him. It was partially because she wanted to be close, and partially to keep herself from collapsing. So much emotion, so much physical exertion.
He kissed her gently, and washed her gently, and otherwise acted so very gentle with her. Like he knew she was sore and tender and weak and he wanted to make up for that.
Cadence appreciate it. She let him wash her body, but kept her hair out of the water as best she could. She’d hate for it to be wet all night, and cold. She didn’t notice the dark water swirling down the drain as they gingerly washed her privates. She was too focused on him with his strong arms around her, his gentle hands holding her.
When they were done, she leaned against the wall again. “Can we go sleep now?”
“Yes...we can go to sleep now.” He kissed Cadence, then carried her back to bed. He got the sheets situated, and pulled her in with him. As he started to drift off, he murmured, “Ich liebe dich.”
Cadence yawned, cuddling close in against him. She was half- asleep by the time he murmured, and her nearly unconscious brain didn’t recognize the German as words. She simply gave a gentle “mmmhmm” and fell asleep with him.