Longest part so far! And things are heating up… 😏
New Beginnings: Part 7
Pairings: blind!gator x fem!reader
Summary: After things didn’t go quite as planned, you adjust to your new life. While it’s not what you expected, it’s a chance at a new beginning… for both of you.
Warnings: mentions of abuse, sexual references, kissing, heavy petting, age gap??? (reader is 23 and gator is 27)
At the end of the day, you pack up your stuff and head home. You can’t stop thinking about your conversation with Ruth. Picturing Gator growing up in a home full of cruelty and violence. So you decided to call Becca.
You get home, set your things down, take off your shoes, and sit on your couch before pulling up Becca’s contact,
“Hey, Ellie, what’s up?”
“Hey, are you free to talk for a bit, I’ve got something on my mind.”
“Yeah, of course, hon. What’s going on?”
You took a deep breath before asking,
“What do you know about Gator’s family and like him growing up and stuff?”
“Um, I mean I guess not a whole lot. Pretty much just the rumors around town. Same ones you’ve probably heard, Roy was an abusive jackass, Gator’s Mama ran off and left him behind, all the stuff Roy got Gator caught up in, and then there was everything with the ranch going down. Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know, it’s just some stuff that Ruth said today. She saw the flowers he sent on Friday and today she made me tell her all about the date, but Becca you should’ve seen the look on her face when I told her it was Gator.”
“I mean he isn’t exactly the town sweetheart, hon.”
“No, I know that. It’s just she started telling me things about his life… apparently she used to be his nanny sometimes. She saw what went on in that house firsthand.”
After a beat of silence Becca spoke up,
“So I guess the rumors really are true, huh?”
“Yeah… I just keep thinking about one thing she said, she said that ‘living a life like that doesn’t just disappear cause you can’t see it anymore’… I just wonder how much of it’s stuck with him.”
“Was she trying to tell you to stay away from him?”
“No, she actually said she thinks I’d be good for him.”
“Well, I agree with her on that. If anyone’s gonna make an honest man out of Gator Tillman, it’d be you.”
You huffed a breath, “I just can see how hard he’s trying to be good. He’s learning and I can tell.”
“Hon, like I told you before, if you see something there and he hasn’t given you any reason to think he’s a bad guy, it might be worth a shot.”
“Yeah, I mean I want to try with him… I guess I’m just scared.”
“… I know, hon. He probably is too.”
Your brows furrowed as you thought about this, “Yeah… thanks for listening Becca.”
“Of course. Give me a call if there’s anything else on your mind.”
“I will, bye.”
“Bye.”
You sat there, all you could think about was Gator. You wanted to talk to him. So you decided to call him too, I mean why not?
The phone rang four times before he picked up, “Hey”
Just hearing his voice made you blush instantly, “Hey, Gator.”
“What’s going on?”
“Nothing much, just thought I’d give you a call, chat for a bit.”
You could hear his smile through the phone, “Alright, then. Whatcha wanna talk about?”
You started casually, just continuing to get to know each other better, but after a while the conversation drifted into something deeper.
“I always thought I’d end up in a big city like Johnny. You know he’s been in New York for three years now? Has only come home once.”
“Damn. I mean we fell out of touch after graduation and I knew he moved away, but I didn’t realize he hasn’t really come back at all.”
“Yeah, I mean I visited him a couple times when I was on break, but he really just started a whole new life out there.”
“I don’t know that I could ever live anywhere else. Especially now.” He said, referencing his blindness.
“I mean I’ve lived here my whole life and it’s hard enough navigating it blind. I can’t even imagine trying to get around somewhere like New York.”
“I think you underestimate yourself.”
Gator paused and answered quietly, “Ya do?”
You smiled gently, “Yeah, I do.”
You’re positive you could hear him blushing over the phone before he clears his throat, “So, uh, do ya wanna do something again sometime soon? We could go out again, or I was thinking maybe ya could come over and we could watch, or uh listen to a movie.”
“Sure, I’d love that.”
“Ok, what day would work for ya?”
“We could do Friday?”
“Alright, yeah. Ya wanna come over around 7? I’ll get some popcorn and shit.”
“Sounds perfect.”
“Ok, well I guess I’ll let ya go now. Talk to you later, sweetheart.”
“Bye, Gator.”
Throughout the week you and Gator had talked on the phone every night. You never would’ve thought he’d make you laugh so much, but something about his dry sense of humor got to you.
Before you knew it, it’s Friday. You told Becca about your plans and of course she said to wear something soft for him to feel, you didn’t tell her about his comment on your dress but it was as if she knew. Despite your scolding Becca for all her insinuations, you were secretly hoping to kiss him again. God, he was a good kisser.
You eat dinner, take a shower, and decided to wear your hair naturally before changing into some flare leggings and a crewneck. Checking the time you see it’s 6:47. You grab your keys and head out the door.
You walk up to his door and knock at 7:01. He opens it a moment later, “Hey.”
“Hi, Gator.”
He stood for a second before stepping to the side and gesturing for you to come in, “Uh, go ahead and make yourself at home or whatever they say.”
You smiled as you looked around. It was neater than you had expected, minimal, very… Gator. You glanced at the couch and noticed a throw pillow with the tag still on it, definitely upside down.
Holding back a chuckle you turn to him, “You got a nice place.”
His hand rubbed the back of his neck, “Thanks, I know there ain’t much going on, didn’t really make sense to decorate when I can’t see it. Sorry if things don’t match, I just picked stuff I liked the way they feel.”
“It’s nice, Gator. Really.”
“Ok, well uh we should pick out a movie.”
After a few minutes of debating movies, you decided on Indiana Jones. Gator pulled up the movie with a voice control remote and when he sat back down you moved a bit closer.
You sat and watched the movie in silence, sharing a bowl of popcorn and sour gummy worms. Eventually you leaned your head on his shoulder. His breath hitched before he gained a bit of confidence and put his arm around you, pulling you closer.
The two of you stayed like that for a while until you turned to him and said, “I really like spending time with you, Gator.”
The corners of his mouth twitched as he tried not to smile too much, “I really like spending time with ya, too.”
Then, he reached up and carefully tucked your hair behind your ear.
“Ya wore it curly.”
You blushed, “Yeah, I did.”
Slowly, he leaned in and kissed you softly. When you kissed him back, soft turned into reverence. His other hand settled on your waist as yours moved around his neck.
Feeling confident, you grazed his lip with your tongue. Deepening the kiss, he let you in and held you tighter. When you couldn’t help but let out a small whimper, you felt him smile against you. Suddenly, he placed both his hands on your waist and lifted you onto his lap. Now straddling him, you gasped softly.
“This alright?” He asked.
You swallowed, “Yeah. Yeah, it’s alright.”
He smiled and picked up where you’d left off before moving his lips down to your jaw, then your neck. His hands moved slowly across your back and waist as you let yourself relax. When you curl your fingers in his hair he lets out a soft, low groan that vibrates over your skin. Instinctively, your hips moved forward. That’s when you felt it.
Unmistakable. Even for someone as in experienced as you were. You could feel how hard he was beneath you. Your body reacted on its own, feeling heat pool between your legs.
You couldn’t help it, but feeling it so close to your core, you were a little scared. So you drew Gator’s lips back to your own and whispered, “Can I lay back a bit?”
“Course, Sweetheart. Whatever ya want.”
He gently laid you back on the couch and continued to kiss you, holding his body up overtop yours. While he supported himself with one hand, the other began to roam. Starting at your waist, he moved to your ribs, softly brushing the underside of your breast. Slowly, he let his hand slide up to cup you gently. You let out a sigh at the feeling.
“That feel good, baby?” He said.
You nodded, “Uh huh”
He repeated his action, squeezing a little tighter this time. You continued to kiss him as you let your own hands roam across his broad shoulders and toned chest.
After a little while, you realized you were getting to the point where you either stop, or move on.
You tapped Gator’s shoulder and pulled away slowly. Out of breath, you both chuckled softly.
“Wow. That was something.” You said.
“What can I say, sweetheart? I like kissing ya.”
Blushing, you replied, “I like kissing you too, Gator.”
You snuggled back against his chest and watched the rest of the movie before giving him one last kiss and heading home.
You thought to yourself, this is really turning into something isn’t it?
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