I blink and sit back, realising I'm still over her and now that I'm done, I'm as good as useless to her, really. Oops.
"Sorry," I mumble, moving so I'm lying down beside her on the bed.
"What for?" she asks and I shrug slightly, wondering how to phrase it, since she seems so sensitive about it.
"Doesn't seem fair that I get off and you don't," I say, unable to think of anything more subtle.
"I don't mind, I guess." She replies and whether she meant to or not, her response makes me feel kinda bad.
"Hmm, so how can I repay all of my debts to you then?" I query. It's her turn to shrug and she tells me "I'll just forget them I guess." She sits up and goes to get her clothes but I push myself up and wave at her clothes, making them go to her instead of making her go get them. I like having my power back. Perching on the end of the bed, when she has her jeans back on, I pull her back down onto my lap and put my arms around her waist.
"I always pay off my debts," I murmur into her skin. I know. A spontaneous hug. Get me. Told you I was getting better at it. I'll bet you didn't believe me, either.
"How?" She asks softly, regaining her mouse-like tone. Hmm.
"Well, I've never had a pair of debts quite like this before; it's usually a money thing. So how do you think I should repay you?" It's a fair question, really. Because it's not like I can go into her mind and unlock her powers if they were to stop working, and as embarrassing as it is, I haven't got a clue how to get a girl off. Not like I've spent all the time I've not been high discovering wonderful tips about a girl's body, is it?
"I don't mind Luca, you being with me like this now is fair enough." Huh?
"Just you and me. Here." She smiles, I think, but being behind her, I can't see. I like to think she smiles at least a bit.
"Okay." I turn her a little on my lap so I can see her, but I make sure my arms stay around her ‘cause I know she likes it. "I'm getting better, eh?"
"Yeah, definitely." Except that now the way she's sitting, my face is very, very close to her breasts. I'm not complaining, but she might.
"I should let you get finished dressing, sorry," I chuckle, looking up at her.
"I don't mind," she laughs. I wonder where shy Gemme went to, then? I just nod and rest my head on her side, resisting the urge to play with her body, my arms still around her. I just hope this progress doesn't like vanish or whatever the moment we're away from the bedroom. I barely even notice that I'm still butt naked until she shifts just a little, her jeans rubbing against my bare skin.
"I love you, Luca," she mumbles. There's that ‘L' word again. I stiffen just a little, wondering how she would take it if I said I needed to get dressed now. I still don't know how to take that. She shifts again. "I should get dressed," she says, and I let go, part of me vaguely glad. And a part of my just a little annoyed at the part of me that's glad I had an excuse to stop hugging her. Huh. Progress my ass.
"Yeah, me too," I nod and pick up my clothes, this time using my hands, so I have a reason to move away and look at something else. I pull my boxers on and the jeans which funnily enough don't feel quite as tight as they did before. With a quick, awkward smile, I put my shirt on and go back to the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
Resting my hands on the edge of the sink, I stare at myself in the mirror. "For fuck's sake, Luca. Grow some balls," I mutter at myself, glaring at my reflection. Something seems amiss for a moment and I search the face looking back at me. The old anger, the coldness that still lingers in my eyes, the mess I call my hair and the stubble I haven't really bothered or had a chance to shave off are there still, but something isn't right.
Wanna know what's missing?
They took out my eyebrow piercing. I shake my head.
"Really need to grow some fuckin' balls," I mutter again, annoyed that I tried almost automatically to distract myself from how I know I'm being a complete dick again.