It took me so long to write this chapter💀 I wrote 2 chapters ahead of this, then came back multiple times to try adding bits to it. I'm so sorry if it's not that great and mainly dialogue💀 I was tempted to delete this chapter, but powered through.
Unedited.
Casey
"Why didn't you tell me you like hair pulling?"
"Why didn't you tell me you had a begging kink," Westley counters, running his fingers down my clothed chest. I begin to protest and lie, but my boyfriend tuts while shaking his head. "Nope, nope, nope, you do. I can tell."
Damn, he caught me. "Okay, well, you didn't answer my question."
"I didn't know how to bring it up," Westley shrugs, continuing to run his hands across my body. Our legs lay over each other's, tangling together under a blanket. "Wait, I'm your first boyfriend," Westley gasps in realization. I chuckle and nod. "That's so romantic."
It is quite romantic.
Westley decides to put on a movie, knowing he'd fall asleep soon if we continued cuddling. It's past his usual bed time, so I'm surprised he's still awake. New Year's must always be rough for him, but I'm proud of him for pushing through.
"Casey?"
My eyes dart to my boyfriend, who's looking down at me. Nervousness swirls in his eyes as his lips purse into a thin line. Is he okay? Does he want to watch a different movie? Is he having second thoughts on dating? "Yes, baby?"
His gaze softens at the pet name, a small giggle slipping through his lips. However, a moment later, his face returns to its serious state.
"You don't expect us to have sex anytime soon...right?"
I've been mentally preparing myself to not have sex for a while the second I began exploring my feelings with Westley's. "Of course, not. We don't have to do anything sexual ever if you don't want to."
Westley keeps his lips together, not seeming to believe me. And I don't blame him, to be honest. Not only does he know I'm a sexual person, but I'm aware his past partners have gotten upset over his denial for sex. I hope he doesn't expect me to be like that, though. I can contain myself. "But...you like sex..."
"Yeah, but I like you more."
The worry in Westley's eyes fade away. He smiles at me words, nodding at the reassurance. Gosh, he's so adorable.
"We can try in a few weeks or a month or-"
I interrupt the boy, shaking my head and hushing him. "Hey, no, don't put a timer on it. We'll do whatever you want when you're ready, alright?"
"But...what if you get tired of waiting and leave me or-"
"I already assumed we weren't going to do anything for a while, so it's okay." Westley begins to ramble out more apologies and worries, but I stop him. "I didn't ask you to date me for sex. I asked you to date me because I like you and everything about you."
"Really?"
"Yes, really." I guess I have to stop watching porn now. Damn, that sucks. Ah, well. At least I have an adorable boyfriend, so that's more important. "We don't have to do anything just because we're doing, you know."
My boyfriend nods, "I know..." Before either of us can say more, Westley changes the topic. "Can I asks about your episodes?"
Uh oh. "Yeah, what about them?"
"Is there anything I can do to help while you're in them? I don't want to force you to talk to me when you're feeling down, but I don't want to stand aside while you're sad..."
