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lovesguinness | Wankus Interruptus
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Gee really wasn't sure if she was comfortable leaving Stuart alone, or not. She still wasn't sure that he'd get much out of Ethan, or if he'd even be able to cope with the information he did glean. She understood that people had exes - they just did. If she had a secret porn stash she'd probably be wary of Euan discovering it, but then she might have told him in the first place. And it wasn't like she had slept with a best friend's brother-in-law. It wasn't like she had a best friend right now apart from Stuart. It was only when she got her new partner that she realised how isolated she'd made herself.
And it was when she met Euan that she realised just how boring being isolated was. She pushed her fingers through her hair and tried to tidy her unruly curls. Even with her hair growing they seemed to get out of control. She let herself into Euan's building and found his flat without trouble. Since he'd come out of hospital she'd got a key to his flat and had been looking after him when she wasn't at work.
His place was starting to become like a second home and even when they were still at each other's throats, she didn't actually want to change anything. They were bound to get scratchy with each other when they were both tired. The Irishman wasn't a hundred percent yet, but he was close. Gee dropped her bag and keys onto the chair before she wound her way through the place and to the bedroom. She didn't bother knocking as she nudged the door open, expecting to see Euan in bed just like he always was. She just didn't expect him to be in bed with his cock out, holding a photograph. She moved closer before he realised she was even there and tried to see what was in the photo.
"That's me!" she blurted out, blowing her cover.
Euan wasn't shy, never had been. He certainly had no issues with having his cock out, or being caught in that position. In fact, having his cock out was one of his favourite past times and it had been a long time since he had indulged. At least, it felt like a long time. The last time was Amsterdamn, right before he got back and fell ill. It was the day after they got back that he started to feel that sickness in his stomach that ended up landing him in hospital and the shit hitting the fan. He was still yet to talk to Vee about what went down. He knew he owed her an explanation about the scar on his gut. It was a different song book now they weren't partners anymore. There was nothing here in London she needed him to protect her from, and that was a whole other story. It was still something he was struggling to accept. Probably why he had been avoiding her a lot, even before he got sick and ended up in surgery.
When Gee suddenly appeared in his bedroom, his hand didn't even leave his nether regions and he maintained his expert grip. He glanced between her and the photo, then with a casual shrug, smirked deviously at her. "Nice tits," he offered.
Gee arched an eyebrow but had to smile as she looked between her photo and his cock. "Couldn't wait for the real thing to get back? Shame. I would have stripped off if you'd have asked nicely." She sat down on the bed next to him and captured his mouth in a heated kiss as her hand covered his. It was more than hot finding him getting off to an image of him. Not to mention it showed he was starting to feel better. Suddenly sex was something he could think about. "Mm, I missed you."
Euan kissed her back, but when it broke, he had no choice but to release his cock and wrap his hand around her arm. "Wait, wait, wait..." he murmured, still smirking at her, but he pressed his lips together in a small, wry smile, watching her face. "I'm not up to fucking yet. Not even sure I can come without giving myself a hernia, but better than nothing, aye? Why do you keep your nudie pics in the drawer with your tampons?" he asked, the question burning his curiosity since he found them at her place one day. He had filched the photo, wondering how long it would take her to notice. That was when he was there over Christmas, and she obviously hadn't realised at all.
Gee nodded as she stole another quick kiss. "I wasn't about to rape you, Fitzpatrick. I just thought you might need a helping hand. I know you're not up to fucking just yet, but come on. I'm a woman and I'm allowed to get turned on. Besides, you wank to my picture and you're bound to get a rise out of me." She rest her head on his shoulder as she slipped her arm over his waist and made herself comfortable. "Figured no one would bother looking in my drawer with the tampons. Then I just forgot they were there myself. I can't believe you just pinched it."
"You never told me not to," Euan reasoned casually. He put his other arm up behind him and rest his head on it. Now it was getting a little warmer, he had the luxury of going back to sleeping naked. Just the morning before, too, the home nurse had dropped by and finally removed his heavy dressings. They were covered just lightly now so his stitches wouldn't catch, but it was making him feel a little more normal and less like an invalid. His side still hurt, on account of the fact that when they got authorisation from his sister to open him up, they had a good dig around in there looking for anything else that might be causing his sickness. It wasn't standard routine surgery and the incision was a bit bigger than usual. This was what happened when people let coppers stick their nose in prematurely. The fuckers were looking for any sign of corosion due to poisoning when the worst thing to breach Euan's gut that week had been the dodgy pub pie. "Get a rise outta me too, it seems. You didn't even notice when I pinched a whole box of your tampons to use as missiles for the pigeons on your windowsill."
Gee snorted. "I would have assumed it was a given. You don't see me pinching nude photos of you. Just your t-shirts and boxers," she added with a sly grin. She brushed her fingers lightly over his middle and turned her head to kiss his neck. She was glad he'd had the bandages removed, and that he was starting to get some colour back. And he was definitely a lot warmer than he'd been recently. "That's a good thing. I think I'd be devastated if I wasn't the thing that got you saluting again. I don't exactly keep note of how many I have in there just so long as I have them in there. It's a draw I open once a month."
"Lads don't leave nude photos of themselves lying around with their tampons," Euan returned in amusement and started to rub softly at the uncomfortable part of his stomach. He had more than gotten used to having her around, he seemed to have dropped the complex about her seeing him on the weak side. She knew he was in pain and it was easier for him to not put up a facade about it. He was just relieved to finally be feeling a bit better. It really was amazing when one followed doctor's orders and actually rested. "It was either you or Lara Croft, love. Hard toss up. You were more easily accessible," he joked, still smirking as he turned his head and met her gaze, their faces close together.
"Damn, there I was thinking I'd steal a box of your tampons to use for missiles." She watched him rub at his stomach and resisted the urge to ask him how he was. She knew it meant he was in pain, and all he could really do was just try and soothe it. She was just glad he'd finally let her take care of him without there being an argument about it. Not unless he had his bitch on. "Do you want some water? Need anything? Oh, really? Well, I'd like to think real boobs win out over her clearly fake ones." She smiled softly at him, her blue eyes shining. "Hi."
"Lara's boobs are so not fake!" Euan cried insistently with a gasp of horror at her deduction. "I would love to bury my face in them and happily suffocate. In fact, I think you should dress up like her and let me live out my wildest fantasies, make me feel better. Better than water, even. You do look kind of like her if you tilt your head and squint. Phwoar... I like a chick who can handle big guns." He gave a small laugh, but held her gaze. "G'day," he returned jokingly.
Gee looked at him incredulously. "Of course they fucking are! They gave her chicken fillets to push up her boobs and make her bigger. No one is like that without it being implants. I can't believe you thought they were real." She started to laugh softly before he mentioned the costume, and she ran her tongue over her lips. "Alright, I'll indulge you with the fantasy. I think I could pull it off. Then pull you off." Her lips twitched like she was going to laugh again, but she stayed quiet for a moment. "I love you." Gee didn't even notice the words had fallen out of her mouth straight away but when she did her eyes went wide and she tried to get up off the bed quickly, but instead just fell off it and crashed to the ground. "Fucking arseface fucker!"
Euan had been about to reply about the boob issue, ready to point out that even if they had hung them from the London Eye in a leather sling with chicken fillets, they's still be real under the push-up tactics, but the words died on his lips. He didn't really know what to say, and it took a couple of moments for him to actually replay what she said in his mind to make sure he had heard right. It was awkward, to say the least, and he was never a fan of awkward. Made him want a smoke, even if the doctor had told him not to for a few weeks post-operatively. At one point there, he even had nicotine patches on both arms, boths legs, his chest, and his arse just to try and afford a good hit. He just leaned over slightly to look at her on the floor, bracing his side so he didn't hurt himself. "Anyone would think you just farted on me," he finally offered, raising an eyebrow.
Gee winced as she looked up at him from behind her hand that was covering her face in shame. What the fuck had she been thinking? She'd gone mental. She'd officially fucking lost it. It had to be watching Stuart stress over Tom and Liam and just the insanity of the last few months. Only somewhere deep down she actually felt it was true. She'd grown closer to Euan as the weeks had gone by, and there had been no question about the fact she'd fallen head over heels. That didn't mean she had to proclaim her love for him before going arse over tit. She shifted slightly to rub at her arse. "I think I broke my arse."
"They don't even have a pill for that. At least, so I'm told." Euan was still watching her over the edge of the bed. He couldn't offer her a hand, as much as he wanted to and would normally in a situation like this. Not that there was anything entirely conventional about it at all. He didn't know whether he should pointedly avoid her declaration or bring it up. If he brought it up, things would just get more awkward, right? "You were hanging out with Braveheart today, weren't you?" he finally settled on, figuring Stuart's latest developments might have something to do with it. After all, they'd both been stuck sitting vigil at hospital bedsides recently, right?
Gee nodded slowly before she dragged herself up so that she was sitting, and hissed out a breath. She was definitely going to have a bruise. Her face was close to Euan's again and she searched his eyes for a moment as she chewed on her lip. Avoidance was best. Denial she could deal with. She was all for forgetting the stupid declaration even if she was going to have a reminder for at least a week. "He found Tom's homemade porn... Including a disc featuring Ethan's brother-in-law."
"And not as a commentator, I bet," Euan deduced and whistled lowly. "That's gotta pack a punch. It probably went down as well as a shit sandwich. I'm assuming he didn't know the BIL was a starring act at some point? You didn't stick around to wait for the shit to hit the fan?" He rested back against the pile of pillows he had adopted along the way in his recuperation. Bringing up Stuart had been his way of acknowledging what she had sad, showing her that he wasn't actually ignoring what she said. He just wasn't sure he was ready to visit it in any detail yet. She could just be swept up in the moment after everything that had been going on lately.
"You have no idea. I've never seen him react to anything like that. I'm still not sure if he's okay. I really don't think he is. He said he was going to talk to Ethan, but I can see a few beers getting involved as well. He had no idea about the BIL. He just drove me home so he could talk to Ethan." Gee got to her feet and started to strip off so she was naked before she slipped back into bed with Euan and curled up against him. He was the only pillow she wanted lately.
Euan smirked and then shook his head in disbelief. "Never trust a fucking lawyer," he commented. "In saying that, I bet you enjoyed a few glimpses on the homemade porn, huh? Don't worry, I'm not gonna be pissed. You watching porn would be hot," he decided and then held the naked photo up again, giving it a small teasing shake between his fingers.
Gee hid her head against his chest briefly before she looked up at him, her cheeks already heating up. "Yeah, I did. I had to work so hard not to show it though. Didn't want Stuart to think I wasn't seeing the serious side of things. But... I don't know. I mean, I get people might not enjoy seeing their currents with the exes, but everyone has a past. We've all fucked other people. It's part of us." Gee wet her lips as she smirked and glanced at the photo. "I do actually have some, you know."
Euan quirked an eyebrow at her in amusement. "Pot, kettle, black, love," he said pointedly, remembering a time not too long ago she was getting her knickers in a twist about his past. "The lawyer apparently wants to marry the copper. Any homemade ex porn should've been either removed or revealed on some level. Leaving it to be found is just asking for trouble. Everyone has a past, not everyone films it all for posterity. I bet your copper is furious right now, to the point he probably doesn't even know how to process it. There's one thing knowing about a past, seeing it in the flesh is another story. How would you feel if you found movies of me and Vee fucking like dirty monkeys?" he reasoned and then glanced down at her. "Have what?"
Gee sighed. "Then maybe me and Stuart are just wired to overreact to it. You haven't had a problem hearing about exes, have you? Or hearing about me and Stuart fucking. What would you have done if you'd found a DVD of it? They haven't exactly had a lot of time to discuss the possibility of homemade porn. Still, Tom should know about full disclosure. He really should have revealed it a lot sooner. Especially the part about BIL." Gee blinked and made a face. "Uncomfortable? Porn. I have some. I watch it."
"I'm not a standard order, love. A lot of the people I've been with, I don't care if they've had exes, just so long as they have the skills to suck my cock," Euan replied honestly, never one to sugarcoat anything. "I also don't get involved in many relationships, so it's a moot point anyway. They've been on a cruise for three weeks together. They were in Surrey together in the peace and quiet of a countryside for countless weeks before that. There's been time to visit the ex factor. Especially an ex factor that involves family." He sniggered. "Oh, you own porn? Wow. You're a right little minx, aren't you? Okay, take that uncomfortable and put a ring on your finger with a wedding on the horizon. Take Vee and make it your closest female friend, instead, that you had no idea I had even fucked. How would you feel then?"
"Well, neither's Tom. So how is it a moot point, again? We don't even know that he was in one with the BIL. There was just a lot of... affection in the moment." Gee licked her lips and her gaze wondered down his body. "Mm, please don't mention sucking your cock. It's been a while. I'm in withdrawal. Okay, okay... there's been opportunities. I guess I just didn't want Stuart to be hurt like this. It's awful. He doesn't deserve it." She smacked his thigh gently before nipping at his earlobe and purred low. "I bloody well am. I'd feel like hitting something... or someone."
"We're not talking about Tom finding anything, we're talking about Stuart. He doesn't have to be in anything with the BIL, his cock just has to be, and was, repeatedly, it seems. With affection? The plot thickens. So, it wasn't just a random fuck, it was probably one of many, and again, should've been information that came to light when Tom wanted Braveheart to get cosy with his family. But it didn't, and now the shit has hit the fan. Which has to be hard to swallow after everything Stuart has done for Tom lately. Some honesty might've been appreciated. But again, secrets are secrets, and they're really fucked up when they get revealed by means beyond the horse's mouth. It's why our job is so interesting. Why bodies show up shot naked in marital beds, and the like." Euan shrugged a little. "Sucks to be them, Stuart can either take it in his stride and just forget about it, or he might actually want to confront Tom about it. I'd personally go with the latter. More satsifying."
"No one mentioned repeatedly," Gee reminded him, but her tone said she didn't really believe that. "Apparently not. I don't know. I guess it's hard to have affection in a one night stand. There were other DVDs before that and they weren't the same. He was pissed at seeing them, but the one with the BIL just tipped him over the edge. I have no idea if there's even going to be any recovering from this shit. He's gone to talk to Ethan rather than Tom so I don't know if there will be a confrontation. Once a detective, always a detective. He wants to know who else knew about the liaison." Gee looked at him. "Well, we're no strangers to the latter, are we?"
Euan shrugged. "Can't blame him. If other people knew, it's a whole lot more bullshit than just a secret one-off liason. Affection doesn't come from a single random fuck. It comes from familiarity and feelings. You know it wouldn't matter if it wasn't Sophie's brother. It wouldn't be this painful. Stuart's not irrational, or he wouldn't be a copper. He knows all about Tom's colourful past, and extensive patners. But this one. There is a reason this one has been a low blow. I don't know if talking to Ethan is going to be a good thing. He'll either be honest and the shit will hit the fan, or he won't be and it'll hit the fan even more. It's going to be up to Stuart if he can live with something like this, knowing Tom's had a thing with Ethan's brother-in-law. I don't envy him, sounds like a fucking mess and exactly another reason why relationships aren't everyone's cup of tea."
"Every relationship is different. They wouldn't be everyone's cup of tea if things like this kept happening. No wonder people would bail. The rough patches always suck, but it's how you get through them that counts." She bit down on her lip as she fell quiet and stared at the window opposite as the sky began to darken. Her declaration was still rolling around in her head even while discussing Stuart and Tom, and Gee sighed softly. The trouble with those three little words that even if you said them without thinking, it was the timing that made you doubt whether they were true or not. "I don't envy either of them. I really don't."
It had turned into a miserable day outside. Euan saw earlier out the window that the typical unpredictable London weather was going to go from sunny to pissing down at some point. The darkness meant the rain was setting it and he was glad he didn't actually have to be out in it. There was a reason he had been given three weeks off work, because he wasn't actually ready to be on the go much yet. The tiredness was the hardest thing, it wasn't something that usually bothered him too much. He could keep going on very little sleep, it was always a trait that was a good one for a copper. But since his surgery, he felt like he wanted to sleep all the time, and some days, even just did that. It wasn't like he was accounting to anyone when Gee was at work. He wasn't even sure if some days when he was hibernating in the depths of his bed, if she just came over and hung out with him anyway. This whole thing he was still starting to get used to, but he had given up fighting it off. He was here in London, so was she. Sure, things had been shit, and they were still shit, and would maybe always be shit because of what they did and their past, but it worked. He didn't feel like he was constantly waiting for it to fuck up. It was how he dealt with life in general, he just lived for each day because he had well learnt that you didn't know what it was all just going to end.
He turned his head to rest his forehead against hers, his eyes falling closed for a few moments before he opened them again. He had no suggestions of how he could help Stuart and the situation there. If it had been him, he would've walked out on the lawyer and probably not looked back. He rubbed his hand up over her body under the covers and then started to kiss her slowly. Maybe London might suit him more than he realised, because unpredictable was more than Euan's way of life.
Gee really wasn't sure if she was comfortable leaving Stuart alone, or not. She still wasn't sure that he'd get much out of Ethan, or if he'd even be able to cope with the information he did glean. She understood that people had exes - they just did. If she had a secret porn stash she'd probably be wary of Euan discovering it, but then she might have told him in the first place. And it wasn't like she had slept with a best friend's brother-in-law. It wasn't like she had a best friend right now apart from Stuart. It was only when she got her new partner that she realised how isolated she'd made herself.
And it was when she met Euan that she realised just how boring being isolated was. She pushed her fingers through her hair and tried to tidy her unruly curls. Even with her hair growing they seemed to get out of control. She let herself into Euan's building and found his flat without trouble. Since he'd come out of hospital she'd got a key to his flat and had been looking after him when she wasn't at work.
His place was starting to become like a second home and even when they were still at each other's throats, she didn't actually want to change anything. They were bound to get scratchy with each other when they were both tired. The Irishman wasn't a hundred percent yet, but he was close. Gee dropped her bag and keys onto the chair before she wound her way through the place and to the bedroom. She didn't bother knocking as she nudged the door open, expecting to see Euan in bed just like he always was. She just didn't expect him to be in bed with his cock out, holding a photograph. She moved closer before he realised she was even there and tried to see what was in the photo.
"That's me!" she blurted out, blowing her cover.
Euan wasn't shy, never had been. He certainly had no issues with having his cock out, or being caught in that position. In fact, having his cock out was one of his favourite past times and it had been a long time since he had indulged. At least, it felt like a long time. The last time was Amsterdamn, right before he got back and fell ill. It was the day after they got back that he started to feel that sickness in his stomach that ended up landing him in hospital and the shit hitting the fan. He was still yet to talk to Vee about what went down. He knew he owed her an explanation about the scar on his gut. It was a different song book now they weren't partners anymore. There was nothing here in London she needed him to protect her from, and that was a whole other story. It was still something he was struggling to accept. Probably why he had been avoiding her a lot, even before he got sick and ended up in surgery.
When Gee suddenly appeared in his bedroom, his hand didn't even leave his nether regions and he maintained his expert grip. He glanced between her and the photo, then with a casual shrug, smirked deviously at her. "Nice tits," he offered.
Gee arched an eyebrow but had to smile as she looked between her photo and his cock. "Couldn't wait for the real thing to get back? Shame. I would have stripped off if you'd have asked nicely." She sat down on the bed next to him and captured his mouth in a heated kiss as her hand covered his. It was more than hot finding him getting off to an image of him. Not to mention it showed he was starting to feel better. Suddenly sex was something he could think about. "Mm, I missed you."
Euan kissed her back, but when it broke, he had no choice but to release his cock and wrap his hand around her arm. "Wait, wait, wait..." he murmured, still smirking at her, but he pressed his lips together in a small, wry smile, watching her face. "I'm not up to fucking yet. Not even sure I can come without giving myself a hernia, but better than nothing, aye? Why do you keep your nudie pics in the drawer with your tampons?" he asked, the question burning his curiosity since he found them at her place one day. He had filched the photo, wondering how long it would take her to notice. That was when he was there over Christmas, and she obviously hadn't realised at all.
Gee nodded as she stole another quick kiss. "I wasn't about to rape you, Fitzpatrick. I just thought you might need a helping hand. I know you're not up to fucking just yet, but come on. I'm a woman and I'm allowed to get turned on. Besides, you wank to my picture and you're bound to get a rise out of me." She rest her head on his shoulder as she slipped her arm over his waist and made herself comfortable. "Figured no one would bother looking in my drawer with the tampons. Then I just forgot they were there myself. I can't believe you just pinched it."
"You never told me not to," Euan reasoned casually. He put his other arm up behind him and rest his head on it. Now it was getting a little warmer, he had the luxury of going back to sleeping naked. Just the morning before, too, the home nurse had dropped by and finally removed his heavy dressings. They were covered just lightly now so his stitches wouldn't catch, but it was making him feel a little more normal and less like an invalid. His side still hurt, on account of the fact that when they got authorisation from his sister to open him up, they had a good dig around in there looking for anything else that might be causing his sickness. It wasn't standard routine surgery and the incision was a bit bigger than usual. This was what happened when people let coppers stick their nose in prematurely. The fuckers were looking for any sign of corosion due to poisoning when the worst thing to breach Euan's gut that week had been the dodgy pub pie. "Get a rise outta me too, it seems. You didn't even notice when I pinched a whole box of your tampons to use as missiles for the pigeons on your windowsill."
Gee snorted. "I would have assumed it was a given. You don't see me pinching nude photos of you. Just your t-shirts and boxers," she added with a sly grin. She brushed her fingers lightly over his middle and turned her head to kiss his neck. She was glad he'd had the bandages removed, and that he was starting to get some colour back. And he was definitely a lot warmer than he'd been recently. "That's a good thing. I think I'd be devastated if I wasn't the thing that got you saluting again. I don't exactly keep note of how many I have in there just so long as I have them in there. It's a draw I open once a month."
"Lads don't leave nude photos of themselves lying around with their tampons," Euan returned in amusement and started to rub softly at the uncomfortable part of his stomach. He had more than gotten used to having her around, he seemed to have dropped the complex about her seeing him on the weak side. She knew he was in pain and it was easier for him to not put up a facade about it. He was just relieved to finally be feeling a bit better. It really was amazing when one followed doctor's orders and actually rested. "It was either you or Lara Croft, love. Hard toss up. You were more easily accessible," he joked, still smirking as he turned his head and met her gaze, their faces close together.
"Damn, there I was thinking I'd steal a box of your tampons to use for missiles." She watched him rub at his stomach and resisted the urge to ask him how he was. She knew it meant he was in pain, and all he could really do was just try and soothe it. She was just glad he'd finally let her take care of him without there being an argument about it. Not unless he had his bitch on. "Do you want some water? Need anything? Oh, really? Well, I'd like to think real boobs win out over her clearly fake ones." She smiled softly at him, her blue eyes shining. "Hi."
"Lara's boobs are so not fake!" Euan cried insistently with a gasp of horror at her deduction. "I would love to bury my face in them and happily suffocate. In fact, I think you should dress up like her and let me live out my wildest fantasies, make me feel better. Better than water, even. You do look kind of like her if you tilt your head and squint. Phwoar... I like a chick who can handle big guns." He gave a small laugh, but held her gaze. "G'day," he returned jokingly.
Gee looked at him incredulously. "Of course they fucking are! They gave her chicken fillets to push up her boobs and make her bigger. No one is like that without it being implants. I can't believe you thought they were real." She started to laugh softly before he mentioned the costume, and she ran her tongue over her lips. "Alright, I'll indulge you with the fantasy. I think I could pull it off. Then pull you off." Her lips twitched like she was going to laugh again, but she stayed quiet for a moment. "I love you." Gee didn't even notice the words had fallen out of her mouth straight away but when she did her eyes went wide and she tried to get up off the bed quickly, but instead just fell off it and crashed to the ground. "Fucking arseface fucker!"
Euan had been about to reply about the boob issue, ready to point out that even if they had hung them from the London Eye in a leather sling with chicken fillets, they's still be real under the push-up tactics, but the words died on his lips. He didn't really know what to say, and it took a couple of moments for him to actually replay what she said in his mind to make sure he had heard right. It was awkward, to say the least, and he was never a fan of awkward. Made him want a smoke, even if the doctor had told him not to for a few weeks post-operatively. At one point there, he even had nicotine patches on both arms, boths legs, his chest, and his arse just to try and afford a good hit. He just leaned over slightly to look at her on the floor, bracing his side so he didn't hurt himself. "Anyone would think you just farted on me," he finally offered, raising an eyebrow.
Gee winced as she looked up at him from behind her hand that was covering her face in shame. What the fuck had she been thinking? She'd gone mental. She'd officially fucking lost it. It had to be watching Stuart stress over Tom and Liam and just the insanity of the last few months. Only somewhere deep down she actually felt it was true. She'd grown closer to Euan as the weeks had gone by, and there had been no question about the fact she'd fallen head over heels. That didn't mean she had to proclaim her love for him before going arse over tit. She shifted slightly to rub at her arse. "I think I broke my arse."
"They don't even have a pill for that. At least, so I'm told." Euan was still watching her over the edge of the bed. He couldn't offer her a hand, as much as he wanted to and would normally in a situation like this. Not that there was anything entirely conventional about it at all. He didn't know whether he should pointedly avoid her declaration or bring it up. If he brought it up, things would just get more awkward, right? "You were hanging out with Braveheart today, weren't you?" he finally settled on, figuring Stuart's latest developments might have something to do with it. After all, they'd both been stuck sitting vigil at hospital bedsides recently, right?
Gee nodded slowly before she dragged herself up so that she was sitting, and hissed out a breath. She was definitely going to have a bruise. Her face was close to Euan's again and she searched his eyes for a moment as she chewed on her lip. Avoidance was best. Denial she could deal with. She was all for forgetting the stupid declaration even if she was going to have a reminder for at least a week. "He found Tom's homemade porn... Including a disc featuring Ethan's brother-in-law."
"And not as a commentator, I bet," Euan deduced and whistled lowly. "That's gotta pack a punch. It probably went down as well as a shit sandwich. I'm assuming he didn't know the BIL was a starring act at some point? You didn't stick around to wait for the shit to hit the fan?" He rested back against the pile of pillows he had adopted along the way in his recuperation. Bringing up Stuart had been his way of acknowledging what she had sad, showing her that he wasn't actually ignoring what she said. He just wasn't sure he was ready to visit it in any detail yet. She could just be swept up in the moment after everything that had been going on lately.
"You have no idea. I've never seen him react to anything like that. I'm still not sure if he's okay. I really don't think he is. He said he was going to talk to Ethan, but I can see a few beers getting involved as well. He had no idea about the BIL. He just drove me home so he could talk to Ethan." Gee got to her feet and started to strip off so she was naked before she slipped back into bed with Euan and curled up against him. He was the only pillow she wanted lately.
Euan smirked and then shook his head in disbelief. "Never trust a fucking lawyer," he commented. "In saying that, I bet you enjoyed a few glimpses on the homemade porn, huh? Don't worry, I'm not gonna be pissed. You watching porn would be hot," he decided and then held the naked photo up again, giving it a small teasing shake between his fingers.
Gee hid her head against his chest briefly before she looked up at him, her cheeks already heating up. "Yeah, I did. I had to work so hard not to show it though. Didn't want Stuart to think I wasn't seeing the serious side of things. But... I don't know. I mean, I get people might not enjoy seeing their currents with the exes, but everyone has a past. We've all fucked other people. It's part of us." Gee wet her lips as she smirked and glanced at the photo. "I do actually have some, you know."
Euan quirked an eyebrow at her in amusement. "Pot, kettle, black, love," he said pointedly, remembering a time not too long ago she was getting her knickers in a twist about his past. "The lawyer apparently wants to marry the copper. Any homemade ex porn should've been either removed or revealed on some level. Leaving it to be found is just asking for trouble. Everyone has a past, not everyone films it all for posterity. I bet your copper is furious right now, to the point he probably doesn't even know how to process it. There's one thing knowing about a past, seeing it in the flesh is another story. How would you feel if you found movies of me and Vee fucking like dirty monkeys?" he reasoned and then glanced down at her. "Have what?"
Gee sighed. "Then maybe me and Stuart are just wired to overreact to it. You haven't had a problem hearing about exes, have you? Or hearing about me and Stuart fucking. What would you have done if you'd found a DVD of it? They haven't exactly had a lot of time to discuss the possibility of homemade porn. Still, Tom should know about full disclosure. He really should have revealed it a lot sooner. Especially the part about BIL." Gee blinked and made a face. "Uncomfortable? Porn. I have some. I watch it."
"I'm not a standard order, love. A lot of the people I've been with, I don't care if they've had exes, just so long as they have the skills to suck my cock," Euan replied honestly, never one to sugarcoat anything. "I also don't get involved in many relationships, so it's a moot point anyway. They've been on a cruise for three weeks together. They were in Surrey together in the peace and quiet of a countryside for countless weeks before that. There's been time to visit the ex factor. Especially an ex factor that involves family." He sniggered. "Oh, you own porn? Wow. You're a right little minx, aren't you? Okay, take that uncomfortable and put a ring on your finger with a wedding on the horizon. Take Vee and make it your closest female friend, instead, that you had no idea I had even fucked. How would you feel then?"
"Well, neither's Tom. So how is it a moot point, again? We don't even know that he was in one with the BIL. There was just a lot of... affection in the moment." Gee licked her lips and her gaze wondered down his body. "Mm, please don't mention sucking your cock. It's been a while. I'm in withdrawal. Okay, okay... there's been opportunities. I guess I just didn't want Stuart to be hurt like this. It's awful. He doesn't deserve it." She smacked his thigh gently before nipping at his earlobe and purred low. "I bloody well am. I'd feel like hitting something... or someone."
"We're not talking about Tom finding anything, we're talking about Stuart. He doesn't have to be in anything with the BIL, his cock just has to be, and was, repeatedly, it seems. With affection? The plot thickens. So, it wasn't just a random fuck, it was probably one of many, and again, should've been information that came to light when Tom wanted Braveheart to get cosy with his family. But it didn't, and now the shit has hit the fan. Which has to be hard to swallow after everything Stuart has done for Tom lately. Some honesty might've been appreciated. But again, secrets are secrets, and they're really fucked up when they get revealed by means beyond the horse's mouth. It's why our job is so interesting. Why bodies show up shot naked in marital beds, and the like." Euan shrugged a little. "Sucks to be them, Stuart can either take it in his stride and just forget about it, or he might actually want to confront Tom about it. I'd personally go with the latter. More satsifying."
"No one mentioned repeatedly," Gee reminded him, but her tone said she didn't really believe that. "Apparently not. I don't know. I guess it's hard to have affection in a one night stand. There were other DVDs before that and they weren't the same. He was pissed at seeing them, but the one with the BIL just tipped him over the edge. I have no idea if there's even going to be any recovering from this shit. He's gone to talk to Ethan rather than Tom so I don't know if there will be a confrontation. Once a detective, always a detective. He wants to know who else knew about the liaison." Gee looked at him. "Well, we're no strangers to the latter, are we?"
Euan shrugged. "Can't blame him. If other people knew, it's a whole lot more bullshit than just a secret one-off liason. Affection doesn't come from a single random fuck. It comes from familiarity and feelings. You know it wouldn't matter if it wasn't Sophie's brother. It wouldn't be this painful. Stuart's not irrational, or he wouldn't be a copper. He knows all about Tom's colourful past, and extensive patners. But this one. There is a reason this one has been a low blow. I don't know if talking to Ethan is going to be a good thing. He'll either be honest and the shit will hit the fan, or he won't be and it'll hit the fan even more. It's going to be up to Stuart if he can live with something like this, knowing Tom's had a thing with Ethan's brother-in-law. I don't envy him, sounds like a fucking mess and exactly another reason why relationships aren't everyone's cup of tea."
"Every relationship is different. They wouldn't be everyone's cup of tea if things like this kept happening. No wonder people would bail. The rough patches always suck, but it's how you get through them that counts." She bit down on her lip as she fell quiet and stared at the window opposite as the sky began to darken. Her declaration was still rolling around in her head even while discussing Stuart and Tom, and Gee sighed softly. The trouble with those three little words that even if you said them without thinking, it was the timing that made you doubt whether they were true or not. "I don't envy either of them. I really don't."
It had turned into a miserable day outside. Euan saw earlier out the window that the typical unpredictable London weather was going to go from sunny to pissing down at some point. The darkness meant the rain was setting it and he was glad he didn't actually have to be out in it. There was a reason he had been given three weeks off work, because he wasn't actually ready to be on the go much yet. The tiredness was the hardest thing, it wasn't something that usually bothered him too much. He could keep going on very little sleep, it was always a trait that was a good one for a copper. But since his surgery, he felt like he wanted to sleep all the time, and some days, even just did that. It wasn't like he was accounting to anyone when Gee was at work. He wasn't even sure if some days when he was hibernating in the depths of his bed, if she just came over and hung out with him anyway. This whole thing he was still starting to get used to, but he had given up fighting it off. He was here in London, so was she. Sure, things had been shit, and they were still shit, and would maybe always be shit because of what they did and their past, but it worked. He didn't feel like he was constantly waiting for it to fuck up. It was how he dealt with life in general, he just lived for each day because he had well learnt that you didn't know what it was all just going to end.
He turned his head to rest his forehead against hers, his eyes falling closed for a few moments before he opened them again. He had no suggestions of how he could help Stuart and the situation there. If it had been him, he would've walked out on the lawyer and probably not looked back. He rubbed his hand up over her body under the covers and then started to kiss her slowly. Maybe London might suit him more than he realised, because unpredictable was more than Euan's way of life.