Woke up with romance on my mind.
So now I wanna do Zayne and Caleb pre and post sex. And while this whole thing can apply to any MC, I'm using my MC Teresa for this.
CW: NSFW... if the term "Pre and Post Sex" didn't make that obvious.
Teresa is the instigator for the most part. Zayne's outer shell is controlled and contained. After everything Teresa has been through and seeing how skittish she is, he wouldn't dare make a move or push any pre-conceived boundary without her permission. She's comfortable with him, why ruin that? He needs her word, even a small sign like a nod would give him the permission needed to proceed with whatever is on his mind.
If given that permission, that outer shell is allowed to break before it builds itself again the next day. He allows himself one night to be rough and lustful; that is how he shows her all of his love. It's the only way he knows how.
Zayne's version of aftercare can lean more on the medical side. His walls are rebuilding so emotions are not as easily exposed anymore. He'll massage her knuckles knowing how hard she had gripped his hair or the sheets. He'll get an ice pack—or just use his evol... probably just use his evol—for any part that's sore or bruising. When she goes to take a shower, he'll make sure that the bed is comfortable and cleaned from whatever mess they made.
At the end though, when they're both in bed, Zayne isn't too sure what to say or do or how to transition back to normalcy. That's when Teresa would reach out, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. She, herself, isn't too sure how to end the night so she went with the first thing on her mind. She wanted to be held. And who was he to deny her? They spent the rest of the night in each other's arms.
Teresa is comfortable around Zayne but there still is this air of bashfulness. There would be a decently long period of mutual pining before anything escalates. She also worried he would care that he isn't her first. He doesn't.
Over time, she would understand the dues and tells of when he seemed to want her carnally. From there, she would decide if she wanted to send signals back or if she wasn't in the mood. Their whole dynamic is based on learning silent tells and that's not always easy.
She understood his closed off emotions. She could relate far more than he thinks she can.
Maybe it's in poor taste, but she can't help but remember the days back when she was little and napped by Zayne's side because he was a walking ice pack and she liked the cold; that's why she often initiated cuddles after sex. Her childhood, past a certain set of events, brought her comfort and safety. She never fully outgrew her eight year old self.
Caleb is the instigator for the most part. He prides himself on how well he knows Teresa. Every sign and expression, memorized. Even after her sharp personality change in her teens, he made sure to adapt to this new change. So, if anyone was to know how far they could take a situation, it would be Caleb. If she showed unwillingness, he'd back off; he knew that and she knew that. Plus, Teresa was incredibly comfortable with him. They were closer than any blood or marriage could be. So much so that she was willing to be less shy and more blunt with what she wanted.
His approach doesn't pull any punches, stalking forward and walling her off so that the only thing she could see is him. Predator and Prey with the added knowledge that the "prey" was in full control. If she wanted this to stop, it stopped.
Caleb's version of aftercare is very personal and tailored to the person he's having sex with. For Teresa, that comes in the form of helping her with her hair and cooking for her. Just as he'd done before all the Farspace Fleet and EVER nonsense started. He's the only one trusted with her hair and food anyway. Neither of them know why but after sex, he always braided her hair. It was habitual at this point and when they noticed it became almost an inside joke.
What neither of them consciously knew was that his subconscious was picking up on the hair styles she would wear back when things were safer, simpler. Before Ever, before the DAA or the Hunters Association. Caleb, like Teresa, never fully grew out of his childhood years. In hyperemotional situations like this, their childhood grounded him. Doing her hair in the same way or cooking old recipes that Josephine used to make brought stability and comfort to them both.
Caleb is her favorite person. Her best friend. But that doesn't always translate to romance or sex the best. The lines of platonic, romantic, sexual and familial were all crossed and blurred and she's reeling over it. The post Farspace Fleet Caleb didn't help this. Every time they meet, they simultaneously grow closer and grow apart.
She wants to grow with him.
She wants to grow despite him.
Maybe she hoped to grow ahead of him and keep him under her grasp.
Or maybe she hoped he'd grow past her and consume her whole.
They're both hopelessly codependent and until she decides to grow with or without him or she decides to accept his restrictive embrace, they'll remain stagnant.