Everything from hate to love, from love to lust
When he promised, her face lit up and butterflies took over her stomach. The way Xavier made her feel was indescribable. It was perfect. She girl leaned forward so he could get out of the tub and leaned back while she waited for him to return. After he’d returned to the bathroom, the girl reached down and pulled the plug in the drain so the water would drain. Lifting her arms up like a baby wanting to be picked up, she wrapped her arms around Xavier as he lifted her from the tub to the counter. She watched him observantly as he dried her off with the towel. “Why are you doing all this for me?” she asked, somewhat confused. “I don’t deserve it.” she added in, as they made their way to the bedroom. As she laid on the bed, she looked over at him. “Uhm, shorts, any shirt works and I need deodorant.” she giggled. “Gotta smell good for my man.” she laughed as a smile took over her face. “Oh and panties. I need those too. Not a thong. Regular ones.” she explained with a laugh.
Xavier told her firmly “You absolutely deserve it.” he laughed then “and anyway, there isn’t anything I’d rather be doing than undressing you and giving you a bath.” He winked at her as he grabbed all the clothes she had listed. He also picked up a stick of deodorant from her vanity and tossed the contents of his arms on the bed. He kissed her once before sitting her up and sliding the shirt over her head. Then he leaned her back as he worked the pair of panties he’d picked for the goofy pandas plastered all over them up her legs, following with her shorts. He handed the deodorant to her “I think you can handle this one.” Xavier grabbed his boxers from the bathroom, putting them back on. “Tomorrow I need to go get some clothes from my place.” he said, pulling back the covers and covering Hazel up before switching the light off and climbing carefully into bed next to her, spooning her from behind, gingerly avoiding her ribs. He kissed her cheek “But for now, it’s time for sleep, beautiful.” He snuggled up to her one more time before whispering “goodnight.”
Hazel’s cheeks instantly reddened when he said he thought he loved her too. That was good enough for her. All she knew was she loved him and nothing would ever change that. A wave of sadness when he said she didn’t know if he knew what love was. She smiled a sad smile back and kissed him. “Don’t worry. I promise to always love you. And I promise to show you what love feels like.” she winked followed by a giggle. From that moment on, it was Hazel’s goal to show Xavier nothing but love. If she had to, she’d spend the rest of her life trying to show him what love feels like.
She chuckled lightly at the comment. “That makes two of us. I want to give myself to you 100% but unfortunately, I can’t yet. I want you so bad though.” she whispered as she looked back up at him. Her cheeks turned red again when he complimented her again. “You’re full of compliments, aren’t you?” she asked before she leaned up and kissed him back. “Don’t ever leave me, please…?” she asked, almost feeling the sad. The thought of losing Xavier again made her feel sick. She’d made the mistake of losing him once, and she was going to try her hardest to make sure it didn’t happen again.
“I promise.” He said resolutely, and kissed her quickly. “Now. Young Lady, you need your rest, so you wait right here and I’ll be back with some pajamas.” He smiled and winked as he unwound himself from Hazel, stepped out of the tub, and wrapped himself in a towel. He went into Hazel’s room and searched her drawers until he found suitable comfy pajamas for Hazel. He set them on the bed and headed back to the bathroom. He laid a towel out on the counter and lifted Hazel out of the tub, sitting her on the counter again and wrapping the towel around her. He wiped her dry and carried her to her room, laying her on the bed then leaning down to kiss her quickly. He stood by the dresser and asked Hazel over his shoulder, scratching his head “What do you need to wear to bed” He asked sheepishly, looking at her with confusion and laughing at himself.
Once Xavier was behind her, the girl let her legs relax and she scooted back a bit so she was closer to him. With her good arm, she traced her fingers around the water, and then down to his knee, where she rubbed her finger lightly up and down his leg. She continued to do so as his hands worked at the tension in her neck and back. How could someone be so perfect? Hazel let out a soft moan as his hands worked on her back.
Hazel bit her lip as he planted kisses on her neck. Her neck was her biggest turn on spot. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, he complimented her. Leaning back, she rested herself on his chest and moved her head to the side so could look over at him. Looking up at him, she just stared for a minute. “Xavier, you really are perfect.” she whispered as she leaned up to kiss him. She let her lips linger on his for a minute before she pulled away. “You may not the feel the same way yet but…I love you. I really do.” The girl bit her lip, nervous as to what he’d say back.
As Hazel leaned back against him, Xavier smiled and rested his arms at her sides. He smiled at he compliment, and kissed her back softly. Xavier looked down at his hand when Hazel said she loved him, and he knit his brow. After a moment of contemplation, Xavier looked into her eyes and said simply, “I think I love you too.” Worried she would take it the wrong way, he added “I’m still not sure if I’d know what love felt like.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb and smiled sadly.
“God, Hazel” Xavier breathed, surveying the way she was laid out before him and in his lap “Let’s just say I wish I didn’t have to wait” He winked at her and smiled. “You look amazing” He whispered, kissing her deeply, and tracing his fingers over her collar bone.
She smirked up at him. “It’s a perfect idea.” she replied as the boy began stripping. First his shoes, then his pants and then there were his boxers. She sat there admiring the boy. She wanted him so bad, it was eating away at her. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she nodded. “Y-yes. I wont stop you.” she smirked as her eyes watched the boxers fall down. She looked away for a minute and tried to control her urges and desires. Looking back over, she admired his body again. It was so cut and perfect. Hazel bent her legs carefully, trying not to hurt her hip and slid forward in the tub so Xavier could sit behind her.
Xavier kicked away his boxers and leaned on the wall, watching Hazel’s eyes roam his exposed body, smiling smugly at himself. As Hazel scooted forward in the tub, Xavier stepped carefully into the tub, sitting down and straddling her, his legs next to hers so she was between his legs. He wet his hands and started to rub her back gently, slowly pressing harder, relaxing her muscles.
The curve of her neck was irresistible to Xavier, and he leaned forward and planted a few kisses on her neck and shoulder. He whispered into her ear “You’re beautiful.” He continued to rub her shoulders and neck, trying to get her to relax.
Hazel felt bad almost instantly. “I’m sorry baby.” she said with a pouty face. “When I get better, I promise.” she smiled. “But until then, I really need you to get ugly. You’re making this hard on me.” she chuckled. Kissing back, the girl rubbed her nose against his and smiled while looking him in the eyes. She quickly bit her lip though as she felt pain when he picked her up. It wasn’t his fault though. There was no way it could be avoided. Looking down, she smirked as he left a trail of kisses. “Xavier, you’re not making this easy.” she giggled. Tensing up her muscles, she held on to Xavier until he placed her in the tub. Relaxing, she leaned back and smiled up at him. “Mhm.” she nodded. Looking at the size of the tub, she smiled. Since Hazel wasn’t very big, maybe her plan would work. “You should get in with me.” she smiled up at him.
Xavier cracked a smile at her suggestion. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” he asked, skeptical. “I don’t know how well I can control myself…” He winked at her. “Ah, screw it.” He stood up quickly and kicked off his shoes, removed his sweatpants, kicking them away, and he stood in his boxers, hands on his hips, looking down at Hazel. “Last chance to stop me.” he teased as he ran a finger around inside the elastic of his boxers, pulling them down slightly. He knew the hours in the gym and all the work outs were paying off, and he was flaunting his results for Hazel. He smiled at himself, allowing his eyes to rove over the parts of Hazel that were not concealed by the bubbles. Images were called to mind of *ahem* ‘models’ he had seen over the years in various bubble baths, but they were nothing compared to Hazel.
Xavier smiled as she protested, then kissed her once more, teasing her just a bit. He rolled his eyes and said “Alright, alright, I guess I’ll have to wait. He lifted Hazel slightly off the counter with one arm around her waist, and slipped her panties down over her knees. He kneeled down and kissed a line from her knee to her mid thigh before gently lifting her off the counter and placing her in the warm, bubbly bathwater. He smiled and asked, eyebrows knitting, “Is it warm enough?” He trailed a finger through the water, scooping up a bit of the suds, and placed them on her nose, laughing.
Anonymous said:She is so open, she doesn’t hide anything. It’s amazing how comfortable she is with herself. And her smile. Especially when she lets her guard down, this different smile comes through, and it’s beautiful.
clothing is wildly overrated..
She laughed lightly. “Alright?” she said, confused as to what he was doing. Deciding to look around, the girl wheeled herself around, finding it quite difficult to do so on thick carpet. Giving up, she sat there patiently until Xavier came back. Smiling as he walked back in, she put her chair in lock and looked up at him. After a moment of looking each other in the eyes, they kissed the most perfect kiss ever. Pulling him closer with the arm she could use, she kissed back with intense passion. “Xavier..I..like you.” she said, stopping herself from using the L word. “A lot.” she played it off. Kissing him again so he couldn’t answer, she smiled and then watched as he took her gown off. Looking down at her exposed body, her eyes went wide. The bruise on her left side was by far the ugliest and biggest bruise she had ever seen. Looking away from it, she looked back up at him. “Uhm….how are you going to undress me all the way?” she giggled. “Should I lay on the floor?” she asked awkwardly.
Xavier was entranced by her. He traced a finger lightly over the bruise on her side, careful not to apply any pressure. He leaned down and kissed the bruise, then looked up at her, smiling “There, all better.” He laughed, wishing it were that easy for him to make her feel better. “I have another idea” Xavier said, standing up and lifting her out of the chair, tenderly avoiding the bruise on her ribs. He carried her into the bathroom and set her down on the counter next to the sink. He carefully parted her legs just enough so he could lean against the counter, careful not to hurt her bad hip.
He brushed the same strand of hair as always away from her face, placing it behind her her ear, looking into her eyes. She may be battered and bruised, but the fire in her eyes was bright as always. Seeing her spirit so alive made Xavier smile, and he kissed her again, unzipping and tossing away the hoodie he had thrown on over his bare chest. He pulled her close, careful not to hurt her ribs, and ran his hands up her back to her bra, where (to his relief) Xavier made quick work of the clasp, tossing it away as well. He cupped her breasts in his hands, rubbing his thumbs lightly over her nipples, still kissing her deeply.
After she realized what was going on, she looked over at Xavier and smiled. “I fell asleep?” she asked, still somewhat confused. She shook her head. She really didn’t care. All that mattered was she was home. She began to grow impatient as he got the wheelchair. Home,s he was finally home. She couldn’t wait to sleep in her own bed and take a bath in her own bath tub. As he opened the door, she busted out laughing. “You are seriously the best thing that has ever happened to me.” she smiled as she bowed down. Leaning up to kiss him, she held him tightly as he sat her down in the chair. “Seriously, never leave me?” she said in complete seriousness. The way he treated her was almost too good to be true. The excitement in her grew as they inched closer to her door. And finally, they were finally, there were there. She was seconds away from officially being home. With the insertion of a key, and a twist of a knob, the door opened and she was home. She looked around with happiness. It looked just how she’d left it. She thought for a minute and then smirked. “First thing’s first. Bubble bath, and then put pajamas on me?” she asked. “This hospital gown is fucking ugly.” she chuckled.
Xavier’s face lit up when she mentioned bubble baths, and he kissed her quickly on the lips and headed towards her bathroom. “Don’t move” he chuckled “be right back” He went to the bathroom and turned on the water in the tub, allowing it to heat up. He then set to the task of finding a suitable bubbly substance. He found a bottle of “passion paradise” bubble bath and murmured “perfect” quietly closing the cabinets. He tested the water coming from the faucet and adjusted the knob a little bit before plugging the tub. As it bagan to fill, he poured a liberal, probably too much so, amount under the flowing water and watched for a second as the subs began to multiply. The tub was large, but filled quickly, and he soon shut off the water.
Xavier went out to the living room where Hazel sat in her wheelchair. He sidled up to her and kneeled in front of her, taking her head in his hands and kissing her passionately. He teased her mouth with his tongue and ran his fingers through her hair. He pulled away and smirked as he untied the gown and began to slide it off of her shoulders. He planted kisses all the way from her now-exposed collarbone up her neck, lightly sucking the skin. He opened the gown and took a lingering look at her body. Despite her still wearing her bra and underwear, his heart was beating hard in his chest and glowing brightly on his finger.
“We’re boyfriend and girlfriend?” she asked again, her mind in a state of absolute shock. She couldn’t believe it. Xavier was her boyfriend, and she couldn’t be happier. “Mhm, my house. Unless you wanna stay at yours?” she smiled. She wanted him to be happy, and if he was happier at his house, then that’s where she’d stay. As he lifted her up, she took the one arm she could use and wrapped it around his neck, holding on tightly. Once she was in the seat, she smiled at him, only to be interrupted by kisses. “You’re perfect.” she whispered after the last kiss. It was true. Everything about him was perfect. As she waited for him to get in, she attempted to buckle herself in, but failed. Giving up, she groaned. “Whatever.” Ignoring the anger she had, she smiled as soon as he got in the car but then she quickly frowned. “I’d hold your hand, but this is kind of my bad arm, so…” she chuckled as she placed her hands in her lap. As they rode in silence, Hazel’s eyes wandered, looking at the outside world. It’d felt like forever since she’d seen it. Hazel cringed a bit once they came to a stop light.
She closed her eyes for a minute to avoid the sight, in fear that she’d have a flash back. To be cautious, the girl kept her eyes closed until she knew they were for sure past the stop light. Opening them, she was surprised to see her apartment complex in the distance. Had she fallen asleep? Or had he drove fast? Ignoring the question, she sat patiently and waited for him to park the car, get the wheelchair and help her out.
Xavier noticed that Hazel was uncomfortable at the stoplight outside the hospital, and he watched her close her eyes. She was either lost in thought or asleep, and he reached over and grasped her hand. She remained almost motionless until they were almost to her place. She opened her eyes and looked around, confused. He smiled, realizing she must have fallen asleep. “rise and shine, princess, we’re almost there.” He smiled as they pulled into the apartment lot. He parked the car and retrieved the wheelchair from the trunk. He opened it up and rolled it over to Hazel’s door and opened it. With a cheesy bow and a flourish of his hand, he almost sang “M’lady, your chariot awaits.” Laughing, he picked her up out of the car and placed her in the wheelchair, careful not to jostle her too much. He rolled the chair to her door, locking the car and putting his keys back in his pocket.
Xavier laughed and whispered sensually in her ear “I’ll bathe you.” before giving her earlobe a slight nip then blowing into her ear lightly. He laughed, surprised by himself. He gained control of himself and listened intently, still kneeling by her side. “I thought you’d never ask!” he exclaimed, smiling broadly. “of course I’ll stay with you and take care of you.” He slowly walked his fingers up her thigh. “in more ways than one.” Xavier knew that Hazel wouldn’t be up for much physical activity for the next few days, but he couldn’t get ahold of himself. He shook his head and laughed “I’m sorry, but there must be something about the way you look right now” He winked “cuts and bruises and everything.”
He stood up and grasped the handles of her chair, rolling her out the door to the elevator down the hall. The doors opened and he wheeled her inside, selecting the lobby level. “and as for paying me,” he stated nonchalantly “I wouldn’t have it. I think I owe you that, Hazel.” He kissed the top of her head as the doors opened to the lobby. He rolled her to the reception desk so she could sign out and the nurse asked affectionately “Boyfriend?” “Yes.” Xavier said matter-of-factly, smiling down at Hazel and squeezing her shoulder.
Hazel blushed instantly at his words. “Of course you will, you horn dog.” she giggled. He’d already seen her naked, so she didn’t see a problem with it. Not to mention, she felt comfortable with him. A smile fell upon her face when he agreed to stay with her. The amount of excitement she felt was unreal. Looking down at his fingers, she smirked at them and then up to him. “Shhh, you know I can’t do anything. And you’re making me want you. Stop.” she told him, now feeling urges. No matter how bad she wanted it, she was unable to do anything sexual. Especially with her hip being messed up. She shook her head at his compliment and blushed again. “Cuts and bruises aren’t all that attractive. Are you on drugs?” she laughed.
Her bright blue eyes explored the hospital as he wheeled her around. She hadn’t seen much of the hospital considering she was unconscious when she arrived, and hadn’t been out of her room expect for X-Rays. She leaned her head back and looked up at him. “No, I definitely owe you. If you won’t let me pay you, I’ll figure out some way to thank you.” she replied sternly. She did. She was the reason Xavier was so depressed. And now here he was, taking care of her, no questions asked. She expected him to hold a grudge, but she didn’t. He was here taking care of her and she felt the need to make up for that. As they arrived to the front desk, Hazel chuckled at her comment. “N-.” she said, but stopped when Xavier said yes. She looked up at him. “You..you are?” she asked with a smile, hoping he’d say yes again.
He smiled down at her and said plainly “yes.” then cracked a huge grin before thanking the nurse and spinning Hazel around towards the door. “So, to your house?” he asked lightly, going through the double doors as he dug his keys out of his pocket with one hand and hit the unlock button, the taillights flashing once. When they reached the car, Xavier opened the passenger door, and tenderly lifted Hazel out of the chair, her small frame no trouble for him, and placed her softly in the passenger seat. He smiled, pecked her on the lips, then kissed her more deeply, just teasing her upper lip with a nip before pulling away and shutting the door. He folded the wheelchair and opened the trunk, just barely managing to wedge it into the small space. “Fucking sports car” he murmured to himself with a smile. Getting in to the drivers side and starting the car, he smiled at her once more before heading towards the exit, and Hazel’s.
“How the fuck do I do this?” Hazel mumbled to herself as she attempted to roll herself around the room in the wheelchair. She groaned in anger, as she was getting no where. Looking around, she noticed a little lever on the side. Looking closer she saw the words “wheel lock” on it. Her mouth dropped open as a feeling of stupidness took over her. The girl pulled it, and then tried again to roll herself around. This time, it was a success. After a few minutes of practicing, she grew bored and now impatient. “Where is he?” she groaned to herself as she pulled out her phone to check the time. Biting her lip, the girl set her phone in her lap and leaned her head back and waited.
Not even five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Jerking her head up, a smile grew on her face. “Xavier!” she exclaimed when the door flung open and Xavier appeared. Despite the fact she had a broken arm, she lifted her arms up and invited him in for a hug, followed by a kiss. “I missed you more.” she mumbled, before she kissed the boy again. “So much.” For a moment, the girl just stared at him, and then she chuckled a bit. “Nice outfit…” she giggled. “You pull it off very well.” she told him before kissing him one more time.
She let out a sigh of relief. “Amazing. I’ll miss the room service and the whole “having someone bathe me” but it feels amazing. I’m so ready to go home.” she told the boy. Biting her lip, she looked down at their hands and smiled inside. “Uhm…I mean this is just an idea but maybe…you could stay with me and help me…? Or I’ll stay with you. I’ll pay you. I just…I can’t really get around on my own.” she told him, hoping he’d agree.
Xavier laughed and whispered sensually in her ear “I’ll bathe you.” before giving her earlobe a slight nip then blowing into her ear lightly. He laughed, surprised by himself. He gained control of himself and listened intently, still kneeling by her side. “I thought you’d never ask!” he exclaimed, smiling broadly. “of course I’ll stay with you and take care of you.” He slowly walked his fingers up her thigh. “in more ways than one.” Xavier knew that Hazel wouldn’t be up for much physical activity for the next few days, but he couldn’t get ahold of himself. He shook his head and laughed “I’m sorry, but there must be something about the way you look right now” He winked “cuts and bruises and everything.”
He stood up and grasped the handles of her chair, rolling her out the door to the elevator down the hall. The doors opened and he wheeled her inside, selecting the lobby level. “and as for paying me,” he stated nonchalantly “I wouldn’t have it. I think I owe you that, Hazel.” He kissed the top of her head as the doors opened to the lobby. He rolled her to the reception desk so she could sign out and the nurse asked affectionately “Boyfriend?” “Yes.” Xavier said matter-of-factly, smiling down at Hazel and squeezing her shoulder.
