Patience & Trust: Chapter 20
Hunter and Wren Move Further Forward
Author Notes: Unfortunately, I'm starting to feel very cringe when I write intimate scenes between Hunter and Wren. And I don't know why. It's not like I've never done it before. And if anyone else wrote the same thing, I wouldn't find it cringe. But because it's me, and I'm nervous about how it will be received by my readers who love Wren, I'm just a bit uneasy. So, I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable as well, but it really is important to my telling of their story, so I want to do it for my sake. I just need to stop feeling embarrassed!
Pairing: Hunter x Female OC
Word Count: 4970
Warnings: Quite a bit of swearing. Hunter and Wren continue getting physical. The action picks up right where the last chapter left off, and they go further, but still don't actually have sex. There is heavy kissing and petting. Orgasms are had by both, but Wren was never without clothes. Hunter on the other hand... If you would rather not read a smutty chapter, you can skip this and not miss out on any actual plot points.
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When she woke up, she could tell it had been a couple of hours. She could hear Hunter's sleep-breathing, slow and steady. She could still feel it on top of her head. They had barely moved since she had fallen asleep. His chest and stomach were pressed against her back, and her ass was against his crotch again, but this time he was very hard.
She knew he was asleep, and she knew it was just an involuntary physical reaction, but that knowledge didn't stop her from getting very warm from her head to her toes.
His hand had also moved. It had started on the outside of her shirt, lightly resting against her mid-section. But now he'd moved it under her shirt and was holding onto her breast. Not tightly, just enough to feel it. And boy, did she feel it.
And most noticeable was how aroused she was. That must have started before she woke up, because there's no way she got that wet in the minute since she woke up. His leg was still in between hers, and she hoped he wouldn't be able to feel just how excited her body was.
She needed to move a little, because her muscles were starting to ache. But she didn't know how to move her legs without waking him up or rubbing against him more.
But it had to be done, so she shifted just a tad. And immediately she felt him hold her a little tighter, and his legs squeezed hers just a bit. It was almost as if he was trying to keep her there, but she was pretty sure he was still asleep.
Shoot, she thought. I'm going to have to wake him up...I can't stay like this much longer.
She shifted her body enough that she was lying on her back instead of on her side. His hand was no longer holding her breast, but was laying across her chest, a bit heavily if she had to be honest. There's no way she could lie like that for long either, she'd start getting claustrophobic if she couldn't move his arm.
So, she moved it down to where it was resting below her breasts, and that helped some. She then turned onto her right side, so she was facing him.
At that point, he started moving more. He mumbled something she couldn't make out and pulled her in closer again. A soft smile spread across her face. She loved how much he liked to cuddle, even when asleep.
She moved her hand, so it rested on his arm, very lightly. She didn't really have a plan; other than she needed to touch him. She needed to feel his skin beneath her fingers. If it woke him up then she'd deal with what came next, but she couldn't stop at this point.
At first, he didn't wake up. She moved her hand slowly up and down his forearm, then up to his bicep and shoulder. Without opening his eyes, he said, "Watcha' doin' there?" It was a line from a commercial that always made her laugh, and he did it with the goofy accent even.
She quietly chuckled, and said, "I'm sorry I woke you up."
He opened his eyes and said, "That's okay. I don't mind being woke up that way. But...what are you doing?"
"I'm touching your arm."
He said, "Yeah, I know that." He paused, taking a breath. "I guess my question is, why?"
She hesitated and said, "Because I woke up, and I couldn't get back to sleep, so my hand was just drawn to your arm. I'm sorry. I'll stop."
He gently stopped her from moving her hand and quietly said, "No, now, hold on. I didn't say you needed to stop. I like it. The reason I ask is because I'm wondering...is there anything else you'd like to do?"
Oh no. This is what you get, Wren. If you'd left well enough alone and gone back to sleep...
But his bare skin was calling to her.
She was silent for what felt like a long time. Her mind was racing; she didn't know what he wanted her to say. She didn't know what she wanted to say. She didn't really know anything at this point, her brain was very muddled.
She whispered, "I don't know. I'm sorry, Hunter. I really don't know." And all of a sudden, she felt a wave of emotion wash over her, and tears started to sting her eyes. She shut her eyes tightly to stop them. Before she could stop herself, she let out a quiet noise, not quite a sob, but close, that he recognized. She burrowed her head into his neck.
"Wren?" She could hear the surprise in his voice. "Wren, hey, are you okay? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tease you. I'm sorry." He tried to get her to move her head away from his neck.
She shook her head and said, "You didn't do anything wrong." Then she couldn't stop herself...she got even quieter and said, "I love you." She was definitely crying at that point, although still quietly. She felt so ridiculous, but she couldn't stop herself.
Hunter pulled back so he could see her face as he brought her head out of his neck. He put his hand on her cheek, and said, "Hey, why are you crying?"
She sounded exasperated, "I don't know! I just got really emotional all of a sudden. It's not you. I'm so sorry."
He put his forehead to hers and stayed there until her crying stopped. Then he kissed her forehead and said, "Now, what did you say to me while you were crying? I think I know, but you were kind of hard to understand, and I don't want to assume..."
Wren let out a big shaky sigh. She ducked her head into his neck again and said, "I said I love you."
When he spoke, Wren could tell he had a smile on his face. "I thought that's what you said. Well, that works out well, because I love you too."
She started to speak, and he knew what she was going to say, so he hurried on. "I really do. I've wanted to say it for a while, but I didn't want to spook you, so I've been waiting for the right time. And I'd say this is the perfect time."
He kissed the top of her head and rubbed his hand up and down her arm and back. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her cheek. He could feel her tears, so he wiped them away with the back of his fingers.
She felt her pulse quicken, but said, "I hope you didn't feel like you had to say that just because I did. Or because I was crying."
"Hey, look at me." He waited until she looked into his eyes. "When I say I've been wanting to say that for a while, I'm not joking. I've known I loved you since our first date. I just didn't know how you felt. And then, even if I thought I knew, I didn't want to push you."
Relief and joy coursed through her, making her almost giddy. She reached up and took his face in her hands, then pulled him down to her and kissed him more intensely than she'd ever kissed him before. And he reciprocated immediately.
As they continued, he tentatively opened his mouth and ran his tongue very lightly against her lips. She startled just a little...he hadn't done that before. But then she realized she liked it. So, she opened her lips just enough that he could slide his tongue inside and touch hers.
She turned her head a little to deepen the kiss even more. He made a low growling noise in his throat. His nose was pressed against hers, as he pushed towards her, as if he wanted to make sure there was absolutely no space left between them.
They continued until they had to stop to catch their breaths. But they still didn't get too far apart. She kept one hand on his face and moved the other to the back of his neck, running her fingers through his hair. She pressed her forehead to his. It was a little embarrassing how she was gasping for air, as if she'd just run the 100-meter dash. He didn't seem as out of breath, but it was obvious he was affected as well.
"Wow", she said.
"Yeah, wow," he replied.
And then they were kissing again. Just as intensely as before. He started to very lightly push her back, causing her to lie down. He was still lying next to her, but as he leaned on his arm, he bent his head over hers. His hand started moving up and down her body. From her face down her neck, down her side, around to her backside where he kneaded her soft cushiony ass. He did love her ass and took every opportunity to tell or show her so.
Then he started kissing his way across her jawline towards her ear. Once there, he kissed behind her ear, and she actually felt a shiver run throughout her body. That had more of an effect on her than just about anything else they'd done. It was definitely a sensitive spot. The noise she made would have been embarrassing if she was thinking clearly. But she wasn't.
He heard the noise, and immediately his cock responded by twitching against her leg, and he answered with a guttural groan of his own.
"Hunter..." she whispered.
He kept kissing behind her ear and then took her ear lobe into his mouth. He sucked and very lightly nibbled on it, and she thought she was going to lose her mind.
"Hunter!"
That time it came out sounding a little frightened, so he immediately stopped. He pulled back quickly and looked into her eyes.
"What? Are you okay? Was that too much?"
She was breathing heavily, and her whole body was on fire. She didn't know if it was too much or not. But she did know she'd never felt like that before. It was so intense, and she started getting scared.
"I'm sorry..."
"No, no. Don't be sorry. I should be sorry; I should have checked in with you before then."
"No, Hunter. You're totally fine. You're perfect, in fact. And I don't want to stop. I really don't..."
"But..."
"But...maybe just pause for a second and let me wrap my head around what's happening."
"Okay, okay, yeah, that sounds good." He breathed out in one heavy breath and rolled over onto his back. He laid his arm over his eyes.
Wren looked at him and felt so much love. He had immediately stopped when he thought she sounded frightened. She didn't even have to say stop. In fact, she's not sure she would have said stop. She's not sure she actually wanted him to stop. She just knew she was a little scared, and that was her reaction.
She turned over on her side and looked up at him. She lightly traced her fingers along his bicep. He shivered and she saw goosebumps form on his skin, so she immediately stopped. She didn't know what she should do. She thought maybe she should keep her hands off him and let him breathe for a little.
So, she asked. "Hunter, are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm okay, sweetheart. I'm just trying to calm myself down a little. I didn't mean to get so worked up so quickly. I'm sorry."
"No, really, you have nothing to apologize for. You didn't do anything wrong at all. Everything was so right. I just got scared", she said again.
"Hey, I don't want you to be scared of me," he said as he opened his eyes and looked at her concerned.
"No, YOU didn't scare me. I scared me. My reaction scared me. I was so lost in what you were doing and how it was making me feel, I couldn't think. And that scared me. I've never felt quite like that before."
"Okay..." He took a breath. "Would you like me to go home?" He didn't sound angry or upset, it was a genuine question, and she could tell he really wanted her to be honest.
"No!"
"Okay. Would you like me to go to the couch?"
"No... I don't want that either."
"Okay, so what do you want? I'll do whatever you want." At that he reached his hand up and ran his fingers down her cheek. She leaned her face into him.
"I...I... whew...okay, I would like to pick up where we left off. I really really liked that. The kissing and stuff, especially around my neck and ear."
"Okay..."
"And after we do more of that, I think I'd like to..." She was so embarrassed, she said it in a very quiet whisper, "...do what we did at 99's..."
As she said that she immediately hid her face in her pillow.
"What?" he asked.
"Uuuggghh!" came the muffled response from her pillow. "I can't say it. And if I can't say it, then I shouldn't do it."
He rubbed her back and got closer to her face and said, "Wren, I just didn't hear you. Can you say it again, just a little louder? I promise I'm not going to laugh or judge. I want to make you happy, sweetheart, just tell me what you'd like."
She still didn't lift her face out of her pillow, but she did speak up a little.
"I'd like to...you know. Do what we did at 99's." Then she took the other end of her pillow and brought it over on top of her head, so he couldn't see her at all.
He was kind of glad she wasn't looking at him, because he did break out in a smile, and he wouldn't have wanted her to think he was making fun of her. Because he wasn't. He just thought she was so adorable he couldn't hide it.
"Wren, can you look at me?"
"No", came her muffled reply, still hiding in her pillow.
He rubbed her back again in slow soothing circles, just trying to comfort her. He knew this was incredibly hard for her, and he wanted to try to do everything right, so he didn't scare her away from wanting to do this sort of thing. He felt a sense of responsibility, as her first sexual partner, to try to make it as enjoyable and stress-free as possible. As he continued to rub her back, he wracked his brain, trying to think of the best way to handle this.
"Wren," he said very quietly, barely above a whisper.
Nothing.
"Wren...sweetheart. Can you please...come out of your cocoon?"
He could hear her giggle a little, and he knew he was getting through to her.
She moved the part of her pillow that was on top of her head, and then she turned her head, so she was facing his direction, but her eyes were still closed.
"Okay, that's good. Can you open your eyes now?"
He didn't sound patronizing or like he was talking to a child, and she appreciated that. She knew he cared for her so much, and he only wanted what was best for her. And she knew he wanted to make her happy and feel good. If she could just get over this hurdle.
Quietly she said, "Okay. Okay. I will."
And then she opened her eyes and looked at him in the dim light. She saw more love in his eyes than she thought possible, and it just melted her heart.
"There's my girl. Thank you." Then he bent down and kissed her forehead, and she closed her eyes.
When he pulled back, she was looking at him with tears in her eyes.
She said, "I don't know how you put up with me."
"Hey! Don't say that! I'm not 'putting up' with you! I love you, and I enjoy every bit of you. You are the kindest, sweetest, funniest, AND cutest person I've ever known." He booped her nose when he said 'cutest' and she laughed quietly.
"Well, I think you're a little biased."
"Nope, I'm not gonna hear it. You are everything I've ever wanted in a partner, and I'm so lucky to be with you. Now...might I have the honor of dry humping with you?" And he had a smirk on his face.
She covered her face and laughed...a nice, hearty laugh that did his soul good to hear. He pulled her hand away from her face as he bent his head down to kiss her again. It was a soft but searching kiss. He explored her mouth with his tongue and nibbled on her bottom lip. She whimpered at that, and they both felt his cock twitch.
He said, "Did you feel that?"
"Yeah."
"You do that to me..."
Then he shifted his body, so he was on top of her, but with most of his weight on his forearms on either side of her shoulders. He bent his head down and kissed her again, and as he did, he rolled his hips into hers. The jolt of electricity she felt through her body made her gasp quietly.
He pulled his head back, and looked intently in her eyes, but he didn't say anything. She could tell he was silently asking her if she was okay, so she nodded.
Then he rolled his hips again. Then again. And again. She was already breathing heavier, and she closed her eyes and put her face in his shoulder.
"Please don't stop", she whispered.
"I won't."
The hard bulge in his shorts dragged against her core, especially her sensitive clit. Even though there were three pieces of fabric between their skin, she still felt it. His cock made its presence known, even when fully covered.
His breath came faster as well. He was kissing her face and her neck. Opened-mouth kisses with plenty of tongue along her neck, jaw, ear, and cheek. When he was at her ear, he was whispering, but she couldn't concentrate on the words. But she knew it was dirty. And hot. So hot.
The pressure inside her kept building. All she could manage to say was a whispered, "Oh my god, oh my god...oh my god...I'm...I'm..."
He was just as quiet. "What? What are you gonna do? Can you say it?"
She whimpered but wasn't sure she could say the words. She opened her eyes and looked into his. The heat and desire there pushed her enough to say hoarsely, "I'm gonna come. Please don't stop."
He closed his eyes and his head dipped a bit as he tried to collect himself. He wanted to make this nice for her, but he was quickly losing control.
"There is no way I'm going to stop until you're done. Just tell me if you want something else..."
Her throat was dry and stinging from her heavy breathing, so it came out in a rough whisper, "No, this is perfect. It's perfect. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" And with that, the band inside her snapped. They rode out her orgasm, and he didn't stop moving until she did.
She was trying to catch her breath, but after a few seconds, her eyes flew open, and she said, "You didn't...you didn't come, did you?"
"No, but that's okay, that was even better than coming...to see you like that."
"But-"
"No, really. This was about you."
She gave him a small smile, moving some of his sweaty hair off his forehead. "I appreciate that, but what can I do to help you?"
"You don't need to do anything. This will go away," and he motioned to his very erect penis in his sweatpants.
Wren was quiet for a minute, listening to their breathing slow. She said, "Well, we know I'm not ready to actually have sex. And I don't think I'm ready to do anything with that yet," and she pointed to his erection. "But..." She was nervous, but she pushed ahead. "Would you want to masturbate with me here? Maybe I could kiss you or touch you somewhere else while you take care of little Hunter there?"
She could feel her face burn with embarrassment, but she tried not to look away, because she really wanted him to know she was serious. She would do what she could to help him find release.
"Is that dumb? Is that really silly?"
"No! No, Wren, that's not dumb or silly. That sounds amazing. You just caught me a little off guard. I didn't expect that." He smiled and said, "But I'd love that." He gave her a very sweet kiss.
She made sure he was lying all the way back before she leaned over him and started kissing him again. Then she palmed him through his sweatpants, hearing him groan, but she didn’t go any further than that. He was so hard; she didn’t see how it couldn’t be painful.
“Can I take your pants off?”
He said, “Are you sure you want to?”
“Yes, I only mean take them off, I still won’t touch...it,” she said with a shy smile.
Hunter chuckled at that; she really is adorable. “Go ahead,” he said.
She hooked her fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants. He lifted his hips just enough to give her a little space, and she pulled them slowly down to his ankles. As she went past his cock, it sprang out in all its glory. She paused long enough to look at it. It really didn’t look as scary as she expected. It was actually kind of cute. Not cute enough to touch yet, but cute, nonetheless. He used his feet to remove his pants the rest of the way and tossed them aside.
After his pants were totally out of the way, she took in the sight of his whole body, lying naked in her bed. She never would have thought this possible even just a month ago. He was strong and dark with a sheen of sweat covering much of his body. She took her hand and ran it along his abs, feeling the soft hair trailing down there. His skin quivered beneath her fingertips.
She crawled back up and kissed him like she was starving for him. When she pulled back, just a bit, she looked into his eyes and whispered, “Touch yourself.”
Hunter closed his eyes and groaned. Just hearing her say that…his sweet and inexperienced Wren. It was almost enough to make him finish without ever touching himself.
She kissed his jaw, feeling his stubble, then up to his ear. She knew how delicious his mouth felt on her ear, so she wanted to see if she could get a similar response from him.
She began by kissing behind his ear, then taking her tongue and licking where she’d kissed. She moved to his ear lobe, took it in her mouth and sucked. The growl that emanated from deep within him sent what felt like an electrical shock directly between her legs. She thought she could probably have another orgasm, just by listening to him make that sound a few more times. She began trailing her kisses back down his neck, focusing on his pulse point, inhaling his scent.
She was getting a little lost in what she was doing, but she did notice his hand hadn’t moved to his cock yet. She took his hand from where it was laying on the pillow above his head and slowly moved it down to his erection. She didn’t touch his cock herself but rather placed his hand there. At that point he seemed to remember what the plan was. As she kissed his neck down to his collar bone, she cast her eyes downward. She saw him grasp his length and start slowly moving his hand up and down. He ran his palm over the tip where his pre-cum had leaked and used that as lubricant.
With his eyes closed, he continued to work his cock at a leisurely pace, his breath becoming quicker and needier.
He said, “My god, you are so good to me.”
She kissed further down his body and ended up at his chest. She licked over one of his nipples, and he hissed. She took it in her mouth sucking and licking. She could tell he was pumping his cock much quicker now, chasing his release.
“Oh my god, Wren, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK…I wanna fuck you so bad, sweetheart.”
She paused her activity for a second while that sunk in. She looked at his face, and he still had his eyes closed, his free arm laid over his eyes. She decided she would just ignore what he said and assume it was in the heat of the moment.
Although she didn’t really doubt that he did want to have sex with her, she also assumed he was okay with not doing it yet. He said he was.
She kept kissing across his chest and then moved down to his firm belly. The skin twitched beneath her touches.
“Oh god, oh god, I’m so close, I’m so close. God, you're amazing. I love you.” When he said that, he took the hand that was across his eyes and brought it to the back of her neck. He pulled her up to his mouth and kissed her. Hard. It was all teeth and roughness. But she reciprocated, because she was caught up in the moment just as much as he was.
“I love you too,” she said against his lips.
Then he finished with a strangled groan. Her lips were still on his, but soon after she pulled away so he could catch his breath. He laid still for a minute, and his breath finally started evening out. She just waited, lying next to him, with her head barely resting on his chest, because she wanted to give him as much space as he needed.
She stood up and said, “Hang on just a second, I’ll get a washcloth.”
She went into the bathroom, got a washcloth, and soaked it with warm water. She quickly cleaned between her legs. Then she got another one, wetting it as well, and grabbed a towel. She brought them back to the bed and began cleaning his cum off his cock, stomach, and hand. His eyes were still closed while she cleaned him, but he made a small humming sound of contentment.
After she was done, she took both the cloth and towel back to the bathroom. When she returned, Hunter pulled her down next to him, holding her tightly.
She asked, “Are you okay?”
“Mmmmmmm.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
He nodded.
But then her mind went to what he’d said…I wanna fuck you so bad.
Does he? Does it bother him that they haven't? She doesn’t want to cause him stress by taking things so slowly.
“Hunter…”
“Hmmm?” his eyes were still closed.
“Do you remember what you said a few minutes ago?”
He opened his eyes and looked at her warily.
“I remember saying a few things. But there are probably also things I said that I don’t remember. I lost my head for a little bit there. Which one in particular?”
“You said you want to fuck me so bad. Is that true? And if so, is it a problem for you, that I’m needing to take things so slowly?”
Hunter took his time to really think about his answer. After a few moments, he said, “Wren, I do want to fuck you, because I love you, and I want to be as close to you as I can. Because you turn me on more than anyone ever has. Because I find you so sexy, that I even picture myself fucking you sometimes when I’m jerking off. And I especially will now that I know what your face looks like when you orgasm.”
As he was talking, he caressed her covered breasts and then moved down her side and stomach and rested on her hip.
She knew she was blushing at what he'd said, but she couldn’t deny it made her feel proud that she could make him feel like that.
“But wanting to fuck you and needing to fuck you are two different things in my mind. Yes, I want to fuck you, at some point, but it doesn’t have to be right now. I don’t NEED to fuck you. I can wait until you are ready, no matter how far down the road that is.”
He looked at her with incredibly soft eyes and the slightest smile on his lips. He pushed some hair out of her eyes with his hand.
“Does that make sense? Does that help ease your mind?”
Wren broke out in a huge smile, because she couldn’t think of a time when she had been happier than she was right then.
“Yes, it does help ease my mind. I really don’t know how I got so lucky.”
She reached up with her hands and one caressed his cheek and the other moved some of his hair off his forehead.
“I don’t think any other man in the world could make me feel as safe and loved as you do. Thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me. It’s my pleasure.”
He leaned down to kiss her lips softly. Then he turned her onto her side, and lay behind her, as they had started the night. He would always be her big spoon.
It didn’t take long for both to fall asleep and not wake up until the sun was streaming in the windows.
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Gracious goodness, I almost forgot to read that chapter ! I'm so glad I didn't because it's the best and safest chapter about sex I've ever read, soft smut like this is the best smut, I absolutely love it 💚
Every couple should have this kind of conversation, this is really important and necessary ☝️
I'm so fucking tired and not really inspired to talk in this reblog, I just want you to know that I trully love this story, this is really what I love, a sweet true love story, safe, like the title says, with patience and trust, and I'm really glad to have read it from the begining, even if I'm not much here anymore, I will always be here to read this 💚💚💚
