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Chapter 7: Confrontation

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Blossom woke up feeling anxious. She wasn't sure why, but today felt as though something big was going to happen. She was a petite woman who stood all of 5'2" (Butter cup always said her brain kept growing when her body stopped), and though she didn't really care, had smaller breasts than her sisters (a B-cup), but for some reason had, what Buttercup and Bubbles referred to as, "THEIR" behind. Meaning: A "Bubble-Butt". They always teased her about her ass-pects.. She truly didn't mind, though it did make her feel more comfortable wearing clothing the next size up so that no one could really see her figure.

Blossom sighed as she tied up her long copper hair using a ruby colored ribbon. As of lately, it reminded her of him, and so she felt more compelled to keep using this particular ribbon. After putting on her white, button up blouse, along with her black, pleated skirt, Blossom pulled out a pair of nude nylons.

"I'm doing everything wrong again.." She sighed, then decided, what the heck, and began to pull up her nylons, trying not to get her skirt caught in the back. She just couldn't focus lately. It's been roughly a month since the last time she wrote something.. And she had so much to write. So much to catch up on.. Not the least being, Brick's odd behavior. It started with the groping.. Which she obviously made mental note of just how big his hands were.. But since then, it's been one incident, after another. Like earlier this week at the bank.. That he just.. Left. Or how his cloud of smoke seemed to have.. Disappeared within the last month.

Brick went so far as to give that girl he practically made out with, his lighter. She smiled flirtatiously at him and waited for what she assumed was another make out session, but he just kept walking. When she asked him why he was giving it to her, he simply said, "Don't need it. I quit."

Once her black flats were on, Blossom walked to school in a daze. She reached her locker, and was not at all surprised to see someone left a nasty note calling her a "trashy whore". She simply threw it away, and walked to class. She was quite used to this behavior since she and Dex broke up. Blossom had a feeling it might have been the young lab assistant she noticed, twittering about his atmosphere. He seemed to be bad mouthing about Blossom a lot these days, though no surprise there. She could also swear.. That he was working on something behind her back to.. She wasn't even sure. Maybe get revenge? She merely shrugged. None of her business at this point..

All through her classes, Blossom couldn't shake the anxiety. What the heck was wrong with her? At first, she thought it may have to do with Dexter or that girl, but he'd been treating her the exact same way since they broke up. Completely ignoring her unless they made eye contact, in which case, he would glare at her. Sigh. Seriously.. If looks could kill..

Blossom looked down at her hands, which were still shaking. She just couldn't believe she managed to lose her notebook. It was there one moment, gone the next. If it had been anything else, she would have been okay. But no. It was the one thing she kept her private thoughts on. Private, private, private thoughts. So private, she had never spoken them aloud, minus the one slip up. It would KILL her if someone else found it and read it as opposed to following the instructions listed on the front page. She really hoped that her anxiety was off or at the very least, that whatever today brought on, it had nothing to do with that book.

Blossom made her way out of the school building and began her journey home, keeping her head downcast as she walked down the steps. She just didn't feel like dealing with anything, or anyone today...

"Blossom."

Blossom stopped dead in her tracks. Oh god.. Of all the.. She turned around and came face to face with Brick. Her nemesis. The nemesis she loved. Damn it. He looks so.. Perfect. He was leaning against the rail, plain white T-shirt and a pair of old jeans that seemed to compliment his physique. His cap was tucked in his back pocket, and his autumn hair loose for once. She opened her mouth to say something, when she noticed the cigarette burning in Brick's left hand.

"...I thought you quit?"

Brick raised his brows in surprise, then an odd look of understanding crossed his face. "Yeah." He took one last drag of the freshly lit stick, then put it out on his arm, throwing the butt on the ground.

"You know," Blossom bent down to pick up the litter, "There are trash cans. Anyway." She began walking to the bin nearest her, "What's going on..?" she asked as she came back up to see him staring at her.

"We, ah.. Need to talk." The look on Brick's face made her internal alarm go off. This was it. This was the big event she'd been dreading all day. First Dexter.. Now this..

"Wh..What do we need to talk about..?" Blossom's hands resumed shaking, not going unnoticed by Brick. He reached for her hands and held them steady. Her heart was pounding a mile a minute. Brick was many things, but concerned and caring, especially for her, was not one of them. She couldn't stop staring at their hands together. It was.. Right.

"Well for one thing. You need to calm the hell down. I'm not here to start shit. Though I'm sure you figured that out." Just hearing the raspy sound of his voice was enough to get her engines revving. Blossom couldn't look up. She just couldn't. She could feel herself blushing and knew he could see it too.

"What do you want Brick..?" Damn it. The tremble in her voice was obvious as well. Could she be any more transparent? That was when Brick did the strangest thing. He let go of her hands, just to lace their fingers together and pull until they started walking. She looked up at him, so many questions dancing around her mind, but he kept his face forward as they walked. Hand in hand. This had to be a dream..

"Research 183." The blood drained completely out of Blossom's face as she, once again, completely stopped walking. Nope. Not a dream. A nightmare. Of all the people. In the entire world. THE ENTIRE WORLD. And Brick had to have her book.

"Look at me." Blossom refused to look up. She could feel her eyes start to water. "Goddamn it! Look at me, Blossom!" He used his other hand to force her chin up, locking his ruby eyes on hers immediately. "I told you I wasn't here to start shit, and I meant it. We need to straighten shit out, okay? That's all. So don't cry." as an after thought he added, "Please." Blossom had no idea what to say as Brick used his thumb to wipe off the tears running down her face. "Okay?" She nodded her head, still unable to speak.

Brick started walking again, this time, Blossom following obediently. Even though she was still under shock, she felt a little hope that it wouldn't be so bad. He was holding her hand. That had to mean something.. Right?

By the time she realized it, they were at her apartment building. He continued to lead her to her floor, then to her door. How did he know..? As he let her hand go, she pulled out her keys, unlocked the door, then they both stepped inside. She started shaking again. She was a mess. A complete mess. Her emotions couldn't make up their mind on being horny, confused, mortified, happy, or a combination of them all. Brick was in her home. He was here. With her.

He began to speak, gaining her attention again. She slowly turned to face him. "I read it. All of it. Multiple times. And I guess I just.. I don't understand Blossom. I really don't." Brick was pacing in a circle around her. "One minute, we have a normal hero/villain relationship, the next, we are doing a really stupid fucking dance around each other. Neither of us wants to say shit. Neither of us wants to even be around each other, because of how awkward we know it will be. We need to fucking stop. Just stop. I can't fucking do this any more."

Blossom felt her heart sink and her tears well up again. Brick immediately stopped pacing then suddenly, she was in his arms. "Don't. Don't you fucking cry Blossom. I can't handle that right now." He squeezed her a little tighter, and she couldn't stop herself from letting out a chocked sob. "FUCK!" Brick lifted her face and planted his lips on hers in the most demanding kiss she had ever received. After the shock wore away, she responded with a gasp, letting Brick take over her mouth. He dominated her in every way, and she loved it. She tried her best to keep up with his skilled tongue, but then, just as quickly, it ended.

Blossom couldn't help the whimper that came out of her if she tried. She looked up at him again, confusion shinning in her eyes. "You didn't let me finish, damn it. I didn't mean to make myself sound like an asshole, but you know that's all I'm ever good at being." He leaned down again, this time giving her a softer, lingering, kiss then left their foreheads touching. "We need to figure this shit out. Right now. Because I can't do this bull shit anymore." He lifted his head, then backed away, "I want you so badly, I have no fucking idea what I'm doing. I don't do this, Blossom. I don't need people. I don't need anyone. The only people in my life that matter, are my brothers. They are my fucking world." Brick took a step closer. "But for some fucking reason. I can't stop thinking about you. And it's driving me insane. I never, in my entire life, thought I would say this.." He bent down to her eye level, ruby gaze never leaving her rose one, "But I need you, Blossom. I really. Fucking. Do. So tell me what to fucking do to have you."

Blossom felt her heart stop beating, and she knew she was going to cry, though this time, out of joy. Her eyes became glassy as she gave a watery laugh. "You've had me, Brick. You really. Fucking. Have." The moment the the words left her mouth, he dove in and captured her lips. The way Brick kissed, was much like the way he fought. Intense, controlling, and dirty. Blossom thought she may have quite liked kissing Dexter at some point, but nothing could ever compare to the way Brick made her feel. It completely changed her, inside and out.

Blossom immediately wrapped her legs around Brick's waist as he lifted her up while walking to her bedroom, his lips never leaving hers. She could feel his impressive length on her sex, and couldn't help the goose bumps that broke out all over her body from excitement. As they continued kissing, Brick gave her ass a squeeze before depositing her on the bed. When she looked up at him, Blossom felt her heart skip. She'd NEVER seen that look before, on anyone. It was as though.. He needed her as badly as she needed him.. Almost as if he could love her. It made her want to cry again..

Brick reached to cup her face as he slowly sank onto the bed with her. "Don't. Please don't. No more tears, okay?" Before Blossom could respond, he gave her another one of his gentle, lingering kisses and pulled back just to look in her eyes. "Okay?" Blossom smiled and nodded, then lifted her face to kiss Brick. It was clumsy, but the moment their lips touched, he took over for her and once again, set her entire body on fire. She didn't think it was possible to be so sexually aroused. She could barely handle doing things herself, let alone letting someone help her. But in this moment, she truly understood why people dropped what they were doing just for this. They haven't even begun, but she already felt so close. Then Brick began to thrust his bulge against her cleft and she felt herself coming undone.

Blossom's orgasm hit her so fast and hard, she didn't have time to contain her screams, but Brick swallowed them all while drawing out her pleasure for as long as possible. As she came down, Blossom could feel her body begin to ache, twice as hard. She couldn't keep her hands still, so she grabbed onto anything she could, fisting his mane in one hand, gripping his ass in another. All the while thrusting up, and grinding herself as close as possible to him, almost afraid he would disappear if she didn't hold on.

She heard Brick chuckle against her lips, then he pulled back slightly. "There is no need to rush. I'm not going anywhere. So just slow down a bit."

Blossom gasped and looked up in desperation, "But! I'm ready now! Why do we have to wait? What if you change your mind and-" Brick just put is finger on her lips to silence her thoughts.

"I won't change my mind, Bloss. You sure as shit don't have to worry about that. And while I appreciate that you are ready now, I'm not. Not until I get you to come for me at least two more times.." Brick smirked at that, which caused Blossom to blush and growl in frustration.

"You already know I've never.. You know. So don't make fun of me! And you are clearly ready, if that python in your pants is any indication.." Brick put their foreheads back together and smiled smugly.

"I'm not making fun of you, and yeah. I know. Trust me, it makes me happy to be your first of many things.. That's why I need you to be extra wet. Your first time is probably going to fucking suck.. I'm not gonna lie." Then Brick leaned over to her neck and mumbled, "Plus I'm trying not to embarrass myself. I'm barely hanging by a thread as it is.." He then bit the cord of Blossom's neck, causing her to whine. "Let me take care of you." he then laved the slightly sore spot and laid a kiss on it, followed by a nudge on the side of her head, waiting for a response.

Blossom's head was spinning again as she responded with a simple, "mmkay.." which was a good enough answer for Brick. He dove back for her lips and licked the seams of her mouth, trying to pry it open, which she happily obliged. While he was teaching her how to use her tongue, he began to run his hands up and under her blouse. When he got to the sides of her breasts, Blossom realized her nipples had been hard and aching for quite some time. Brick seemed to have noticed the same thing, so as he pushed the cups of her bra on top of her chest, he moved opened mouth kisses back along her throat. Then he bit that same cord on her neck while he gripped her breasts. Hard.

Blossom gasped at the moment of contact, and couldn't help but wonder if her reaction to such rough play was.. Normal. Brick continued to massage her breats, and once Blossom bowed her back for more contact, he let go, causing her to groan in disappointment. Then, to her delighted surprise, Brick pinched at her nipples, with just as much force. He was pinching and pulling, nipping then laving at her neck, and Blossom couldn't stop mewling at the feeling. It sent painful, but very pleasurable shocks down her system. Her hips started to undulate of their own accord, once again, rubbing against his length.

Brick then growled and pulled away, leaving a very breathless Blossom to look up at him in bewilderment. "Wha-?" She couldn't finish her sentence before Brick got up and began to undress. Blossom was mesmerized and slowly sat up as he took of his shirt, then began to take off his shoes. She couldn't stop staring at all of his corded muscles, and in particular, a V shape that disappeared beneath the waist of his low riding jeans.

Leaving the jeans on, Brick turned to Blossom and let out a gruff command, "Come 'ere." which she hesitantly obeyed. She crawled her way to the edge of the bed, and looked up at him, waiting for further instructions. "Take off your shoes, nylons, and top." Stunned that he wouldn't be undressing her, she slowly began to do as he asked. She felt his eyes following her every motion. Once she got to her blouse, she paused again, hands trembling. Brick closed his hands over hers, and helped her undo the buttons, one by one.

For some reason, it felt a bit more intimate, seeing their hands together on her body.. And though she was feeling painfully shy, she was equally pleased, knowing he was helping her out. Once the last button was undone, Brick slid the blouse off her shoulders, and let her pull her arms out the rest of the way. Blossom felt.. sexy (albeit clumsy), aware of the heat of his stare. The shirt fell to the bed where he proceeded to tare off her bra. Blossom giggled then gathered the pieces. Brick gripped the cloth from her hands and tossed it behind him, then picked her up by her arms, and pulled her onto his lap, her back against his chest. Brick scoot over to the head board, taking Blossom with him, then leaned back, his arms wrapped securely around her, one arm below her breasts, the other around her waist.

She was stiff the entire time but finally found her voice, "Brick..?" she tried to turn and look at him, but he just leaned his head forward, placing his chin on her shoulder and quietly whispered in her ear, "Shh. Just let me hold you before I fucking lose myself. I want to remember what it's like having you in my arms. Knowing that you're mine, only mine, and that no one else will take you from me. Feeling like I actually fucking deserve you.." Brick then nuzzled her ear, and Blossom sighed contentedly, her body relaxing into his embrace.

Blossom knew this was just a temporary reprieve, but she was rather glad that he was taking his time, even though she insisted on hurrying. Everything was so surreal, from the warmth of his body, to the pounding of his heartbeat that she could feel through his chest. It finally registered to her that this was happening. She was going to become a "woman". And she could not have been more surprised and grateful, that it was Brick.. Her Brick.. That was taking her hand and leading her down this path.

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AHH! I know I know! I should have finished with them, well, finishing. BUT! It was getting really really long, and I wanted to save it for the next chapter. Oh. Annnnnd the story is not over, even after they get all lovey dovey. NOPE. More plots are a brewing, and I want this to have more conflict in it. SO.

Side note.. I can't stop making Brick curse as often as he does. And I want that to be a lovable trait of his.. Like. He isn't going to just make shit romantic, and when he tries, he's gonna add some fucks and shits. Because.. That's who he is. But I want it to be conveyed that he's trying in his own way. I feel like that would make Blossom more comfortable too. Because if she just saw a 180, she would probably think he is messing with her.. In my opinion at least.

ANYWAY, no responses yet on green/blue situation. So I will ask again. Should the greens and blues get side chapters or side STORIES? :) Let me know what you think!

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