They finished their dinner with laughs and comfortable silence. He helped her wash the dishes and they sat in her living room. "That was great Rosalee." He said. He cautiously reached for her hand. She smiled and intertwined their fingers. She leaned against his chest with her back against it. He wrapped his arms around her and kept their fingers intertwined.
"I've never had a better first date." She said. She scooted back so their bodies were completely touching.
"Really?" He asked. He started to kiss her neck. She moaned and stretched her neck. He remembered that she liked when he used his teeth. He grazed his teeth against her neck. She moaned. She let go of his hands and threaded her fingers in his hair pushing his face closer. He moved his hands to her hips.
"I swear to god if you stop this time I will send reapers to you." She said. He laughed and turned her around. She climbed onto and straddled his lap, kissing him with everything she had. He wasted no time in taking off her shirt. For the second time that night she pulled his sweater over his head. Her small hands made quick work of his jeans and in under a minute they were around his ankles.
"Hold on." He said, pushing her off. She groaned.
"Are you kidding me?" She asked. He laughed.
"I need to take my pants off." He said. He toed off his shoes and his pants feel off. He stepped out of them and stared at her. He ghosted his hands up her sides. She closed her eyes and swayed towards him.
"Eddie." She moaned
"I want you, but I'm scared." He said. He hung his head. Her eyes snapped open.
"What's wrong? I thought you wanted this." She said. He nodded.
"I do." He said.
"Then what are you scared of?" She asked. She stepped closer to him and put her hands on his chest. He closed his eyes.
"I'm scared I'm going to lose control and hurt you." He said. He put his hands on her hips. "The last woman I was with was a blutbad. A traditional blutbad." He said, explaining Angelina. "I'm scared." He said. Rosalee could see the sadness and hurt in his face. She cupped his face.
"Look at me." She said. He opened his eyes and she could see tears forming in his eyes. Thought of him hurting her was killing him. "You will not hurt me. I trust you. You wouldn't be here if I didn't trust you." She said. He nodded. She kissed him softly. She knew he wasn't ready for sex yet. "Let's go to bed." She said. "We'll just sleep." She said. He felt horrible he had led her on and he could smell the desire and arousal coming from her.
"We can continue." He said, pulling her close. She smiled at him, but shook her head.
"No. Let's just sleep." She said. She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom.
The next morning Monroe woke to something he hadn't had in a while, a woman asleep in his arms. He saw her and smiled. He saw the small mark on her neck from his teeth, but she seemed to enjoy it. He leaned down and started to kiss her neck.
Rosalee woke up to a tickling sensation on her neck. She felt the arms around her waist tighten and she smiled. He turned in his arms. "Morning, handsome." She whispered.
"Morning, gorgeous." He whispered. He kissed her softly. "Last night was amazing." He said. She nodded.
"Yes it was." She said. She tangled her legs with his. "Are you busy today?" She asked.
"I just a have a few watches and clocks to drop off and that's it." He said. "I can drop you off at work and come back around lunch if you want." He said. She smiled and threaded her fingers through his hair and gently pulled him down for a kiss. Two hours later the white bug was pulling up to the spice shop. Nick was waiting there with Juliette. He smirked when he saw Monroe and Rosalee together. She looked happy and he looked like he hadn't had a better day in his life. You'd be surprised what a two hour; heavy make-out session could do for a person. They got out of the car.
"What can I do for you, Nick?" The fuchsbau asked. Monroe looked a little uncomfortable.
"Hey Monroe." Juliette said with a smile. Nick had told Juliette about being Grimm after her memory came. She was a little weary in the beginning after remembering what Monroe looked like after he had 'creatured' out. She had come around recently and treated him like a normal friend. She wanted to meet Rosalee after learning that she helped stop the spell.
"I'm Juliette Silverton." She said. "Nick and Monroe said you helped save my life." She said. Rosalee smiled. "I wanted to thank you." She said.
"It wasn't all me. Monroe helped and so did Nick." She said. Nick laughed.
"Don't sell yourself short." He said. Rosalee opened the door and let everyone in.
"So are you guys dating?" Juliette asked referring to her and Monroe. Nick smirked.
"No they're not." He said.
"Actually, we are." Monroe said. Nick looked at him. "What? It just happened. You weren't exactly a priority." He said. Rosalee looped her arm through Juliette's arm.
"Let's let them talk. I'll make some tea." She said and both women disappeared into the back.
"Wait you two really are together now?" Nick asked. Monroe rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yeah. It happened last night." He said. Nick smiled.
"That's good, man." He said. "I'm happy for you." He gave his friend's shoulder a pat.
Later that day Monroe was playing his cello with his eyes closed, feeling the music. Rosalee sat on the couch watching him. She had her knees to her drawn to her chest. She had confiscated his sweater and it was covering 80% of her body. She loved listening to him play. She was reading a book she had been trying to finish. She knew he had a routine and she had ruined it by keeping him with her all night so she had told him to bring his cello and his yoga mat. Her house was closer to the shop so he had instead on staying there. He finally stopped and looked over at her.
"You sound amazing." She said with a smile. He smiled. She patted the couch next to her and he sat down. He pulled a blanket over them. "I'm going to tell you something and you have to promise not to freak out." She said. He raised his eyebrows.
"That's never a good way to start off a conversation." He said.
"My ex is in town and he wants to get back together." She said. He was nervous but he kept his face blank. She didn't need him to be jealous. "He's a klaustreich." She said.
