Chaos
I was still a bit stunned that Bianca and I had finally had sex. I’d been dreaming of it, hoping for it, but determined to wait until she was fully ready. I hadn’t dared hope it would happen this weekend. The fact that it had was beyond incredible.
We cleaned ourselves up and then crawled into bed. She was cuddled up against me. I’d never cuddled with a woman before or after sex. It had been do the deed and then part ways. I found that I liked it with her.
Bianca was absentmindedly rubbing her fingertips over my chest. She traced my tattoos. I wasn’t covered in them like some of my brothers. I thought for a while before adding to my art.
On my upper right arm was one that looked like my skin had been shredded, revealing the gears and pistons beneath.
The same sort of tat covered my left lower forearm.
On my right upper chest, just below my clavicle, were wings.
I had the Pagan emblem covering my back.
Since meeting Bianca and giving her the nickname Lioness, I’ve had an idea for Fury’s next artwork.
It would be a lioness’s head surrounded by calla lilies or another flower on my pec, covering my heart.
I planned to make it a surprise for her.
But tattoos had to wait. There was something that we should discuss before the next round of sex. I was already ready to start exploring her body the way I wanted. Things had gotten out of control in the shower.
“Binx, we need to talk.”
Her body stiffened. She stopped tracing and lifted her upper body off me. Concern was in her eyes.
“About what?” she asked cautiously.
“About what happened in the shower,” I said.
“What about it? We both wanted it, didn’t we?”
“Hell yeah, I did. And I hope you have no regrets,” I replied.
“I don’t. So what about it?”
“We forgot to talk about something before we got that far. I planned to speak to you about it before we got to that point. We didn’t use protection, Bianca. I was bare inside of you.”
Her eyes flared before she responded. “You’re right, we didn’t.
I’ve never been irresponsible like that before.
You made me forget everything, even common sense.
I can’t get pregnant. I’m on birth control, so no need to worry about a baby.
But we need to get you tested. I was after I found out about Byron.
But condoms aren’t foolproof. I was negative, by the way.
And you know I haven’t been with anyone since then. ”
I heard the wobble in her voice when she spoke of me getting tested. I wasn’t offended. I had been with multiple women, and there was always a chance, despite me always wearing a condom.
“Baby, you’re safe. I had my last test a few days before we met. And I haven’t been with anyone but you. Stitch can show you the results.”
“Stitch? Why would he have your medical records?” she frowned.
“Because when Jalisa came here and was claimed by Wrath, she instituted rules that were like what she had put in place at her dad’s club. He’s a member of the Hell’s Fiends in Athens. His name is Psycho. He used to be their enforcer.
“At their club, they left the oversight and discipline for the most part of the club bunnies to her and the old ladies. One of the rules was about testing and birth control for the bunnies. And we guys decided to follow the same testing and reporting schedule to Stitch as the women do. Every three months we’re all tested.
But I want you to know, if I hadn’t been, as soon as I knew where I wanted things to go between us, I would’ve had the test done and gotten the results before sleeping with you. I wouldn’t risk harm to you.”
The tension in her expression eased.
“I would’ve gotten myself checked too.”
“So, since we’re both good and you’re on birth control, are you willing to keep going as we started? I’ve got to confess, it was incredible to have nothing between us,” I admitted.
“I’ve never gone without a condom, not even with Byron. I’m not sure why. Maybe deep down I didn’t trust him. And while I did want kids, I wasn’t ready to have them with him. However, I agree with you. The feeling is so different and way better. And with you, I want us to stay bare.”
She said it shyly. Her confession made my heart pound. I leaned toward her.
“That’s the best fucking news ever. One more question. Do you still want to have kids one day?”
“I’ve always wanted a couple at least. Are kids something you’ve ever wanted?” Bianca’s voice was hesitant.
“Oh, yeah, I’d like a couple, especially with you,” I confessed.
She sighed in relief. I had held back long enough. I finished lowering my head, and I took her mouth. Bianca instantly responded, and we kissed passionately. Yet, to me, underneath it felt like we were sealing a vow of some kind. One I wouldn’t ever want to break.