For Saffron
Apr. 20th, 2009 10:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
When Helen has asked Xander the night before during his shift at the club to come by the club the next day to help her with something, he assumed it was because he was also on the building crew and she needed help fixing something. So after gathering up some tools, he made his way to the club, letting himself inside since he assumed by the unlocked door that Helen was already there.
"Helen? Hello?" He called as he walked through the emtpy Willows Room towards the stairs to the Catscratch Club. "I'm here. Whatcha need?"
"Helen? Hello?" He called as he walked through the emtpy Willows Room towards the stairs to the Catscratch Club. "I'm here. Whatcha need?"
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Date: 2009-04-21 05:44 am (UTC)She was upstairs when he arrived, and moved to look over the railing when he called out. "Xander, come on up here, honey," she called down to him. No one else was there, just him and her.
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Date: 2009-04-21 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-22 12:12 am (UTC)"I have a confession to make," she started, looking slightly apologetic. "I don't actually need your help fixing anything in the club. I asked you to come here because I wanted to talk to you, in private."
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Date: 2009-04-22 04:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-22 04:33 pm (UTC)She gave his hand a little squeeze. "I've told you about my training, about the Academy. I'm an expert at this sort of thing. I want to help you get past your, well, your past. Because I'm your friend, and because I know I can."
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Date: 2009-04-24 02:52 am (UTC)Xander had a very bad feeling about this and he had to grip her hands to fight the urge to bolt. He knew what she was talking about and she knew it never boded well for him. So why were they talking about it?
He shook his head quickly, his voice quick. "No, no, it's okay. You really really don't have to do that. I appreciate the offer, really, but I don't think this is wise or anything. Isn't sleeping with the employees bad for the boss in charge afterall? Wouldn't want to create trouble..." The urge to bolt was slowly mounting and one of his feet began to twitch slightly.
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Date: 2009-04-24 03:29 am (UTC)"I promise, you won't create trouble. Xander, please don't run away," she said, calmly earnest. "I can tell you want to. Just think about it for a minute. You can't avoid this forever, honey. You're going to have to face it eventually, and how do you want it to be? Do you want to be caught off guard, feeling like you're trapped in a situation where the stakes are high? Or would you rather face it on your terms, in a situation where you can feel safe and don't have to be worried you're messing something up?"
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Date: 2009-04-25 03:15 am (UTC)That thought alone made him say a quick, "Okay," before he even realized he was speaking, to his own surprise. He just blinked at Helen for a moment, gaping slightly. "I mean...are you sure? That you can help?"
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Date: 2009-04-25 05:18 am (UTC)The surprise was gone as quickly as it arrived, replaced by a fond smile. "I'm sure," she promised, and nodded. "We'll go back to my place, and we'll have all the privacy we need there. We can take it as slow as you want."
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Date: 2009-04-25 09:11 pm (UTC)He swallowed and nodded slowly. "Okay. I think. I mean I don't think...I mean I don't know what I mean but we better go before I think myself out of this and I can guarantee I'm almost there." Honestly was the best policy right?
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Date: 2009-04-26 04:46 am (UTC)She threaded her fingers through his as they walked to her place, and kept him occupied with idle chit chat in an effort to keep him from getting too nervous. She didn't live terrible far from the club, so it wasn't all that long before they were there.
Once they were inside, Saffron slipped off her sandals and went to stand before Xander, wondering idly what it was with her and befriending guys who were a full foot taller than her or close to it. She took his face in her hands, her own tilted back to look up at him. "Listen to me, Xander. I want you to know you can trust me. You're safe here with me. I promise I would never hurt you. Okay?"
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Date: 2009-04-27 07:25 pm (UTC)When the entered her hut, he stayed by the door, his back to a wall, almost personifying how cornered he felt a the moment. When Helen came over, he just looked down at her, eyes wide, unable to hide how terrified he was. "I know...I do...I just..." He swallowed hard. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." Because saying okay in the club was different then being faced with a bed.
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Date: 2009-04-27 08:44 pm (UTC)"Try and relax," Saffron told him in a gentle, soothing voice as she took his hands, led him to her bed and sat him down. She eased herself into his lap, sitting so she was straddling him. "It's okay. Don't think about anything else, just focus on what's happening right now. And right now there's a really hot girl in your lap who wants you." She smiled softly and leaned in to kiss him once, gently. "You won't hurt me, either."
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Date: 2009-04-29 02:01 am (UTC)He paused and closed his eyes, concentrating on taking deep breaths as his hands sat on her hips, his thumbs making small circles against her sides. He couldn't lie, he was reacting to Helen sitting so close against him...but it was still frightening.
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Date: 2009-04-29 03:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-30 01:59 am (UTC)At the silent question, Xander opened his eyes slightly to be sure...and then hesitantly he pulled it off himself. It was better he did it then when Faith had just ripped it off.
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Date: 2009-04-30 02:15 am (UTC)She thrived on aggression, it was true, but Saffron could also be plenty turned on by gentleness and slow enjoyment. She took up the hem of her sundress and pulled it smoothly over her head, tossing it aside to leave her in a pale pink bra and panties.
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Date: 2009-05-01 01:16 am (UTC)He greatly appreciated the going slow. Aggressive and rough was what had scared him in the first place after all. When he felt her dress come off, he was almost surprised to have bare skin under his hands. It caused him to open his eyes as he just slowly felt the soft skin of her stomach and back, since he hadn't really had the luxury with Faith.
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Date: 2009-05-01 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-01 04:37 am (UTC)Still just feeling her skin, he returned some of the kisses as he did begin to honestly relax. "My arms? Really?" He glanced down at them and then shrugged. "They're, uh, long?" They had the one distinguishing feature, the cross tattooed on his left arm, another souvenir from his summer in Oxnard.
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Date: 2009-05-04 02:31 am (UTC)He slowly got the hint, but was still timid to do more then hold her at the moment. The kissing was working well for him and he let himself enjoy the moment.
Then Xander took a deep breath and traced his fingers slowly down her back, feeling out the bumps of her spine. Simple and slow, to gain his confidence and to make sure he wasn't going to hurt her in the process.
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Date: 2009-05-04 03:10 am (UTC)She traced his lower lip with her finger before kissing him again, softly. "It's okay, honey," she assured him softly. "I won't break. I'm a lot less fragile than I look." She left it at that, though, didn't guide his hands into a more aggressive touch as she might have done with someone else. She just kissed him again, giving another gentle tilt of her hips.
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