Wayne almost choked as she said that. Didn’t do anything? Liked that part?!
“Are you kidding me? I-i, I practically raped you and you’re telling me I didn’t do anything?” Wayne whines against Bluebell’s shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut tightly and shuddering in disgust at himself and his hands clutch at Sheldon in need of comfort and something to anchor to.
Bell shifted uncomfortably with the question, “I told you to?” a blush creeping darkly over her cheeks, “It’s not- just- it’s fine.”
They didn’t have to tell her, she knew deep down how much of a freak she was. People weren’t suppose to like sex like that. It was strange and abnormal. Why wouldn’t he be disgusted at her for being that way? She could smell it on the larger man, how the revile. So certain it was for what she was like, she didn’t understand why he was even touching her.
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With a noise of distress at the two self loathing idiots in the tub with him, Sheldon growled, “Okay! Everybody up! I am not cuddling in the tub, this isn’t even the big one!”
Taking a hold of both their hands, he pulled them to their feet, or at least tried, “We are all getting dry and then having cocoa and there are couches that are far better for this.”
Glaring hard at Wayne he added sharply, “Wayne stop. You have never pushed further than I wanted it. And you always stopped when I said so. So if she says it’s fine, it’s fine. Blue people enjoying rough kinky sex is hardly abnormal. You’re hearing that from me, Harrison, his Megamind, and now Bell. That’s four of us, at least, who will beg for a good biting or a hard pounding,” he insisted to try and assure both of them, “So please stop the guilt trip, baby. The only thing that needs an apology is the not asking me first part. It would have been nicer to meet this lovely lady without the crying, but since we’re already here! I require cocoa. Okay?”
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