Undeterred Affection, Unauthorized Visit, Uneasy Confrontation
Undeterred Affection
Jonathan has been amazing these last few days. Taking care of me, getting me whatever I want from the cafeteria, brushing my hair for me. He even helps me into my wheelchair now that I'm well enough to go for a roll (as I've taken to calling it).
And he is still the same old Jonathan, sneaking kisses when the nurses aren't watching, running his fingers through my curls, holding me, as close as our surroundings will allow. Whispering in my ear how much he loves me. I guess at first I was afraid that things would change between us after my accident because our romance was still so new. I guess I thought it would scare him off completely. But no, it's been quite the opposite.
Maybe it's because on top of being my (yes, I'll say it) boyfriend, he's also my protective older brother so it's instinctual for him to want to take care of me. Or perhaps it's because he's just a nurturing sort of person, I don't know. Either way, it doesn't seem to bother him that I need so much help right now. In fact, he seems to relish in the fact that I need him.
I'm still worried about the sex thing though. I mean, if I can't feel anything, that's not apt to be too much fun for him. I doubt he's going to want me that way anymore. I decide to bite the bullet and have talk with him about it, just to see where we stand.
"Hey Jon, may I ask you something?" I begin, hesitantly.
"Clarissa, you may ask me anything, Baby girl." He smiles, brushing my hair aside.
"With everything that's happened, you probably aren't interested in being intimate with me again, are you?" I bite my lip nervously, waiting to see what he'll say.
"What? Clary, Baby, why would you ever think that? I want you so much, that if you weren't confined to a hospital bed these past few days, I would have lost count of the number of times that I would have seduced you by now." He smiles mischievously.
"Really, it doesn't put you off that I'm not going to be able to feel you touching me, like a normal girlfriend would?" I ask, truly nervous about this.
"Clary, my sister, need I remind you that nothing about our relationship is normal?" He grins. "Besides, I've been doing some research regarding that stuff and did you know that it is theoretically possible for a girl to orgasm just from having her nipples stimulated and nothing else?" He shrugs.
"Oh wow, oh my gosh that's so hot!" I blush.
"Yeah, I know, right?" He laughs "Maybe it's something we could try sometime?"
"Well, what's the matter with right now?" I offer.
Unauthorized Visit
"Clarissa! You naughty girl! The door doesn't lock and anyone could waltz in at any moment!" He laughs nervously.
"The odds of that are pretty slim, Jon. It's the middle of the night and the nurse just checked in on me not long ago, so she won't be due back for a while now. We won't get caught, I'm sure of it." I smirk, enjoying making him squirm.
"It's so bad Clary, but I really do want to. I suppose, we could cover up under your blankets and that way if we heard someone coming we could just pretend we were cuddling, right?" He smiles.
"See, now you're thinking!" I grin. So Jonathan climbs into the bed with me and moves me over a bit to make room. Then he unfastens the back of my hospital gown and pulls it down off of my shoulders. He pulls the blankets back up so that nothing is showing and we start to kiss deeply.
After kissing me a long time, he starts to touch my breasts. It feels amazingly sensual and I become extremely aroused. It seems that because I can't feel anything in my lower regions, the areas I can feel are more sensitive. So his kisses, which continue, as he explores me with his mouth, are lighting a passionate fire wherever they touch. He kisses my neck and it feels electric. He nibbles my ears and I learn how wonderful his hot breath feels on them. He plays with locks of my hair, twisting them and tugging them gently. And there are other senses we explore, too.
When he starts turning his attention back to my breasts, I watch him. The sight is almost as erotic as the sensation. And he takes full advantage of the hearing sense, whispering sexy things in my ear the whole time. There is definitely plenty of tasting as well and I also enjoy the smell of his cologne.
Soon, the craziest thing happens. It turns out he was right! Before I know it I can't even believe that without him even having touched me down south a single time, I am climaxing. And not only that but it's even better than before! I am so over the moon that I have to burry my face into the pillows to keep from waking up the whole hospital.
Uneasy Confrontation
"That was amazing!" I sigh.
"You bet it was. See Baby, I told you we'd figure out a way." He smiles.
"Uh huh, you were right." I nod.
"Oh, how I love it when you say that I'm right." He smirks cockily.
"Har, har, funny man." I pretend to hit him with my good arm.
"Do you want something from the vending machine Babe? I'm kinda hungry, are you? I was thinking of grabbing us a snack." Jonathan asks me. "If you'd rather I stayed, I'll stay, though." He smiles reassuringly. He still doesn't like leaving me alone too long.
"Yeah, maybe a soft drink and a candy bar, please?" I smile.
"Okay, do you care what kind?" He laughs.
"Nope, use your best judgement and surprise me!" I grin. He's known me my whole life so he should know what flavors I like. He turns on the lamp beside the bed so he can find his wallet on the table and puts it into his pocket.
"Okay, I'll be back as quick as I can." He says and heads out of the room. He has to go to a nearby ward cuz there are no vending machines on this one. I'm out of intensive care now, so I am able to eat what I want, even though they prefer I eat healthy.
So Jonathan's been gone for barely a minute when Doctor Jordan comes into my room without knocking. Our plan to keep the blankets over ourselves had been a good one, but I forgot to pull them back up when Jon left. So when he walks in to come and check on me, I am sitting bare-chested in the bright lamplight and my cheeks are obviously flush so it's clear I've been up to something. "Sorry, Clarissa, I should have knocked. It's the middle of the night so I assumed you'd be sleeping." He says as I quickly cover myself up.
"Oh, yeah, sorry, I umm… know it's late and all, but… my boyfriend stopped in for a bit, because, this was, the only time he could come by today." I say, quickly trying to cover, before he can put the pieces together. "He just left."
"Oh really? Huh, well that's funny, Clary. I don't think I saw him in the hallway. In fact, the only boy I saw leaving this room was Jonathan. So I suppose, in that case, maybe I did see him in the hallway after all?" He asks, the knowledge of the situation written all over his face. "Well, I suppose that solves the absentee boyfriend puzzle hey? He's been right here under our noses the whole time, hasn't he?" He grins.
"I can… explain! It's just... that is… we didn't… it's not…" I struggle trying to find a valid excuse to give.
"Relax, Clary. I know as your doctor, I should probably report this. In fact, I am technically legally required to. Especially since you are legally a minor and your brother isn't. However, I don't think, based on what I've seen of your family during your stay here, that your situation is exactly text book. That boy did not eat or sleep. Period. The entire time you were in the ICU and he did not leave your side. Since then, he has been doing absolutely everything for you, with hardly a thought to his own well-being. In fact, since he isn't in the room right now, I assume he's off on a mission for you?"
"Yeah he's grabbing us a snack, actually." I admit.
"So it's obvious to me that he cares deeply for you and puts you first, no matter what, which is good enough for me. It may be irresponsible of me, but I'm inclined to look the other way on this one. I believe you are in good hands when it comes to Jonathan and with an injury of this magnitude, it will help your recovery to have such a loving support person in your life. So no, I'm not willing to be the one responsible for tearing the two of you apart. Provided that he continues treating you as well as he has been, that is. If anything changes in that regard, or you ever find yourself in a situation you do not wish to be in, or if he ever hurts you, you need to report him, Clarissa. Whether you love him or not, do you understand me?" Doctor Jordan says.
"Yes, of course, Sir. Thank you for your leniency. Jonathan and I appreciate your discretion, Doctor, very much." I sighed, totally relieved that our secret is safe for now.
"And also Clary, I hope you know that just because you've entered into this type of relationship with your brother, doesn't ever mean you have to stay in it. If you decide at any time this isn't what you want anymore, it is completely within your rights to treat it as any other teenage romance and break up with him. I don't want you to ever feel like you are stuck in this situation because he is your brother. As I've said, he seems to hold your happiness and wellbeing as his highest priority. If that's true, then he will want you to be happy, regardless of what that may mean for him, alright?"
"Yes, Dr. Jordan, thank you. It's nice to know we have someone we can talk to about this besides our parents." I smile.
"So your parents know, then? That was going to be my next question." He asks.
"Yes, they do. And they have a similar take on it to yours. They are making allowances because in every other way, they say we've been good kids, and they see that it's obviously mutual and know how much we love each other." I smile, pleased that we aren't in trouble per se.
"Okay, great. And just one more personal question then; have the two of you been safe?" He asks me.
"Oh, gosh! I guess, we really weren't. I mean, we only had intercourse the one time and that was before my accident. But, no, I think we were both pretty caught up in the moment. We weren't thinking about that I'm afraid." I sigh.
"Okay, well I would like to write you a prescription for birth control then, if that's alright with you. And I also think we should run a pregnancy test, just to be on the safe side. I'll come back and set that up for you in the morning, alright?" He asks and I nod and thank him. That's when Jonathan walks back into the room.
"Hey, Dr. Jordan." Jonathan smiles, totally unaware of all he's missed.
"Hey Jon, now that you're back I will leave you two and get back to my rounds. Clary, good talk." He nods.
"Thanks Dr. Jordan!" I call to his retreating form.
Jonathan looks at me quizzically. "Did I miss something here?" He asks, puzzled.
"Yes, and you'll never believe what!" I exclaim.