ok so this is what I have. it's not much and I'm stuck. I know what I want to do in the future but right now I have no clue. The small smut scene below... yeah not my idea. My friends didn't think I could do it but I showed them.
Chapter seven I'm Trying to Remember
Soon, Reed is down to his boxers and Shane is completely naked under him. Shane is trying to take control but Reed won't allow it.
"Let me take control. I've got you," Reed says as he kisses his way down Shane's chest. He makes his way to one of Shane's nipples and takes it in his mouth, bitting slightly and then sucking until he is shaking with pleasure. Reed kisses his way to his other nipple, paying the same attention to it before kissing his way down toward Shane's pelvis. Shane groans when he feels Reed's breath brush over his erect penis. Slowly Reed takes Shane into his mouth. He slowly sneaks his mouth farther down his fiancé's penis. Shane begins to wiggle, trying to thrust his hips into Reed's mouth, but Reed has a firm grip on Shane's hips. Reed begins to take his mouth off of Shane and reaches for the bedside table drawer. After shuffling around for a minute he finally finds what he is looking for.
Reed carefully lubes his fingers and presses a finger to Shane's hole.
"Relax babe. Tell me if we need to stop," Reed says with some worry.
Shane only nods in response. As Reed pushes his finger in farther, Shane begins to shake. Reed is starting to get concerned because this has never happened. He looks to Shane's face and sees a tear forming in his eye. Reed immediately pulls his finger out of Shane.
"Shane, baby what's wrong? Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" Reed asks frantically, terrified that he hurt the love of his life.
"I can't," is all Shane says as he gets up and runs into the bathroom that's connected to the bedroom and closes the door behind him.
"Oh baby. Shane, what's wrong? Come out and talk to me. Are we going too fast? Are you hurt?" Reed pleads.
"I just can't do it. I feel gross, 'cause I don't... I don't know who you are... I feel comfortable with you, and I feel like I've known you for years, but I don't know anything about you. I don't even know who I am... I feel cheap, and it did hurt," Shane was sobbing so hard Reed could barely even understand.
"Ok Shane. I have some clothes out here for you, so if you open the door I can give them to you," Shane slowly opens the door, standing behind it as he did at the hospital, and takes the items of clothing from Reed's extended hand. Shane quickly closes the door again.
"Take as long as you need. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me," Reed says as he leaves the bedroom, feeling really guilty. Before he gets to the kitchen, his phone starts ringing. He lookS at the caller ID and sees that it's the sheriff.
"Hello?"
"Mr. van Kamp? Sir, this is Sheriff Mullen. Can I talk to you a bit about Shane's case?"
"Ah.." Reed looks back at the bathroom door before continuing. "Yes sir."
"Mr. van Kamp, we interrogated Shane's ex, Micah Randall, and he admits to being at the bar, but claims he didn't know Shane was there. We asked to bartenders and they said that they were so busy that they didn't notice anyone going over to his table. We asked around to some of the regulars and we were told that they noticed a man about Micah's description walking over to the table-"
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but what are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying that Micah drugged Shane and there is going to be a trail and we need to interview Alice, Jennifer, and Shane,"
"When?"
"Whenever is convenient for you,"
"I know that Shane doesn't know anything, but I will tell Alice and Jennifer."
"Please let us know if Shane remembers anything."
"Will do, Sheriff. And thank you for the update."
"Not a problem, Mr. van Kamp. Have a good night."
"You too." Reed hangs up the phone and starts on dinner.
An hour later, Reed is done with dinner and is setting the table. Shane had yet to come out of the bathroom. Reed slowly walks into the bedroom and over to the bathroom door.
"Shane? Baby I made dinner if you're hungry?"
"no I'm not I'm fine," Shane answered and it was obvious that he was still crying.
"Shane, please come out and just talk to me. I'm not going to do anything to make you uncomfortable. I feel horrible that I even tried that when you weren't ready," Reed pleaded.
"I thought I was ready. I thought I could do it. Then I made you feel bad and I don't even know why I feel bad about that. I don't know what I'm supposed to feel about this."
"Shane can I come in?" Reed asked carefully.
Reed heard a click and the the door opened slowly. Shane was sitting in the tub huddled in a little ball. Reed rushed to the tub in the tiny bathroom and knelt beside it.
"I don't know what to say." Shane said trying to control his
"What would you like me to do?"
"can you help me up?"
"of course" Reed said as he stood and extended his hand to Shane. When Shane was standing he was lead to the kitchen. Reed tripped on the carpet and was expecting to fall but was caught just like normal.
"Are you ok?"
"You caught me?" Reed said stupidly.
"It seems like I did?" Shane was getting confused.
"You've always caught me."
"Um? Ok."
"That's great it means you remembered."
"It... It was just kinda instinct. I just kinda caught you?"
"Still it's good."
"um ok? When do we have to go to work?" Shane asked.
"I work from home and you are a back up dancer on broadway but you are on break."
"what do you do?"
"I'm an artist for my mom."
"Can I um... Can I see your art?" Shane asked cautiously.
