The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams

I flinch away from the touch, huddling myself further into Bert's chest. I feel Bert tighten his arms around me as he hisses out "Back the fuck up. Right now." The hand leaves my back and I hear a pained, choked out sob come from somewhere behind me but I can't bring myself to look, I just bury my face in Bert's neck and shake. "Shhh babe it's ok, I've got you. I won't let you get hurt again" I hear Bert whisper in my ear and it just causes me to shake and sob even more, feeling so hurt that the man I love has done this to me again. After a few minutes I pull back slightly from Bert but stay in his arms, needing the safety and comfort they offer and turn my head to look at Frank. Frank is sitting in the corner of the room with his knees pulled to his chest, staring at me with a pained look on his face as tears stream silently down his face. When he notices I'm looking at him he slowly lifts one hand up and reaches it out towards me and I swallow hard before sliding myself out of Bert's lap and crawling across the floor towards Frank but stopping a good distance from him. "Babe" Frank chokes out and gets on his knees, slowly crawling his way over to me. When he reaches me he kneels infront of me and brings his hands up to cup my face. I flinch slightly, afraid of him, but he is very gentle and softly runs his fingers over all the swollen red marks on my face that will become bruises before too long. "I'm sorry" he whispers and I drop my head, staring at the floor, unsure if I can forgive him this time. "I love you" he says and I look back up into his eyes, searching for any sign that it's not the truth. I don't find any, he looks completely earnest and I know he really means it and its special because he very rarely says it to me. He holds his arms out and I lean forward and melt into his chest as he holds me and I sob again.

Later that night I beg Bert to not tell anyone what happened because if they knew Frank would be taken away from me and I don't want that. After arguing for a few minutes Bert sighs in defeat and says "He gets one more chance Gee. He snaps again he's out of here. I will do whatever it takes to protect you." I hug him in thanks because even though I am damaged after today, my trust and comfort around Frank is shattered right now, I still love him. When it comes time for bed I can't bring myself to share the bed with Frank, when I got in I started shaking uncontrollably, so I grab my pillow and spare blanket and go lay on the couch in the living room. Bert is still in the arm chair watching tv and when I walk in with the pillow and blanket he raises an eyebrow at me before opening his arms to me. I drop them on the couch and walk over to the arm chair, settling in his lap as we cuddle and he offers me the comfort I so desperately need but can't get from Frank. After a few minutes I get back up and go lay on the couch, facing the back and drifting to sleep.
I wake up sweaty and panting for breath from a nightmare I can't remember with Bert kneeling beside the couch leaning over me soothingly stroking my hair, the tv still playing low in the background. "Hey you're alright babe. Just take a deep breath and calm down, I've got you, you're safe with me" Bert whispers as he strokes my hair and I feel slightly comforted by his actions. When my breathing returns to normal Bert stands and turns off the tv before coming back over and scooping me into his arms and carrying me to the spare room, gently laying me on the bed and climbing in too. When he's in he reaches out and pulls me into his arms and even though I know I shouldn't be sharing a bed with my ex while my boyfriend sleeps on the other side of the house, I find myself craving the comfort and safety his arms are offering so I go, and melt into his touch. We lay in the dark for what seems like hours, me with my head on his chest listening to the soothing rhythm of his heart beat and him stroking my hair with one hand and his other arm wrapped around me and I realise I haven't felt this content in a while. I sigh in relaxation but Bert tenses up and says "What's wrong Gee?" I pull back from his chest and look at him in the moonlight coming in from the window and I can't fight it anymore. I lean in and seal my lips over his, kissing him like we used to when one of us couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. It's full of love and feeling and it never needs to lead anywhere and both of us know that. We just let ourselves get lost in the feeling of being close and Bert immediately catches on and kisses back. He rolls us slightly so we're side by side and continues to kiss me, swiping his tongue across my bottom lip so I open my mouth and slide my tongue into his. The hand that was stroking my hair tangles in it and tugs just slightly but enough to have me whining into his mouth. I press closer so our bodies are sealed tight together and his arm around my waist tightens it's grip, holding me there and we kiss like we don't need to breathe. All too soon I feel myself getting hard and I can feel Bert's half hard dick against my leg and I pull away, knowing we've gone too far. "What's wrong babe" Bert pants out and I slide away so there's some distance between our bodies as I say "We both know where this is headed and I don't know if that's what I want." Bert slides over closer to me and slides his hand down to cup my half hard dick before saying "Well if your body is reacting this way I think it knows what it wants" before sealing his lips to mine again and gently pressing the heel of his palm against my fast growing dick. I moan out into his mouth and find myself losing the will to fight my urges any longer.

Notes

So....do you think he'll fuck Bert? Or will he stop them again? Let me know what you think : )