Broc & Summer

Twenty-Nine

Summer:

As promised Sean and Broc both come back. Brittany and I are more than ready for cuddles.

I forced Brittany out there after we sat waiting on the bed for what seemed like hours.

Ok it wasn't hours, but what can I say, I miss Broc's strong arms around me.

Sean and Brittany sat on the small couch that they moved up near my giant bed that Broc and I were sharing.

"Guys, I think if they actually kill Juvia, I might need to take a break from this show..." Brittany says in a whisper as she tried to hide her tears.

I feel the tears in my eyes as well. "No Brit. We have to finish this show. We have to. Natsu and Lucy have to end up together. Beside if I made it through Gajeel's near death experience, bawling my eyes out the whole time, you can too. I swear they can't kill her. They just cant!"

Broc and Sean continued to move us around, and chuckling at our ridiculous over reactions to these fictional characters who we love more than anything else.

Broc got settled next to me, helping me curl up into his side. I had to be careful because my hip still hurt quite a bit. Every other bruise, scratch, and cut was nearly healed at this point. He held me just right. I could hear his heart thumping in his big meaty chest. I could feel my stomach flutter as I moved my hand under his shirt, running my nails down his chest making him gasp.

I smiled up at him. He smirked down at me, kissing my forehead before starting the show.

*****

By the time the episode finished Brittany was already out. Sean got up and whispered, "Good night" carrying Brittany away as she lazily blew me a kiss, just as she wrapped her legs tighter around Sean, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Do you want to watch or another? Or should we wait until tomorrow..." I cut Broc off with my lips. I honestly just wanted him. I didn't care about watching TV. After a few moments of our lips gently moving against each other I pulled back.

"We should probably just keep watching TV, because, you know, I'm healing..." We both chuckled.

He grabbed my hand, placing a small kiss on each finger, "Well, does this hurt?"

I giggle. "No..."

He hums in agreement as he rolls on top of me. He was being so careful and gentle. I smiled and bit my lip causing him to pull my lip out from my teeth before kissing my jawline. Something about my lip biting seemed to make him instantly savage.

Noted.

"Does this hurt?" His raspy voice asks me again.

I chuckle again, running my fingers through his hair.

"Nope..." I reply, "my face is all healed up, much better now."

He hums in agreement again. He moves down to my neck, placing the most gentle kisses along my collarbone.

Before he can ask, I yell out, "Nope... all good!"

He chuckles against my neck making me arch my back. I wince.

He quickly looks me in the eyes, searching, "Did I hurt you?"

I shook my head no, "Well no, not really, I mean, I can't arch my back comfortably. Hurts my hip." I frown. As he runs a hand down my cheek kissing me gently again.

I'm not sure how long we kissed but my pleasure is now pooling between my legs and this was becoming torturous. He avoids all the good stuff. He pulls away and sighs before carefully pulling me over his chest again. He began playing with my curls as I huffed into his chest. Both of us deep in thought.