S2 4. I've been little bitch

- Hey babe, Tanja sits on the side of the bed. - How’s it going? 

– Stiches itch so much it’s driving me insane, Venla whines back at her friend. – I want to scratch so bad! My leg feels either like all nerves are pulsating with fire and stinging at the same time and I’m soooo booored! 

- But you ain’t in wheelchair! Tanja reminds her. 

– Mmm. No I’m not. 

- Syde let me in. Tanja winks her eye. – So what is this thing with him? 

- We’re dating. 

– How long? 

– Some weeks. 

– And he’s practically moved here already? 

– Weeeeell, Venla smiles. – Technically he’s living in his own place, practically we have been together 24/7. Um, not counting working hours. 

– Love of your life? Tanja has a knowing look and checks Venla's medications and painkillers. Then she takes out syringe. – Want me to do it?

Venla nods. 

– I hate it. 

Tanja gives Venla injection against blood clots. Skin on her belly has already turned bluish from bruises she got from those. One injection every day for two weeks time. 

Venla sighs. 

– I’ve been really bitchy to him lately and I feel terrible about it. It’s just… 

- He’s close by, you feel secure and you couldn’t keep your frustration inside? Tanja gives her warm smile. – I was there many times before. I do remember how nasty you can be when you are getting better. It’s kind of relieving not to be in front line this time.

– Ouch. I didn’t think I was that bad.

– Oh yes you were, Tanja laughs. 

– Now you got me worried, Venla takes a deep breath. – I don’t want to be like that and I’m afraid I’m pushing him away. 

– When you get bit better and can move more you can make it good again. 

– Oh. How? 

– Come on, girl. You know how, Tanja grins. – and before that, tell him how you feel. Give him something. 

- That could work, Venla muses. 

- Almost forgot, I got you something. I think you'll find it helpfull again. Tanja pulls out jar of Nutella.

- Oooooooh! You are divine! Can you get me a spoon?

- Hey handsome, Venla says from the bed as Ilari comes from shower. He takes a look at Venla, notices she ain’t wearing anything but bathrobe (and woolsocks) and her very diffirent tone. 

– You sound better, he says and comes closer. 

– I wanted to say I’m sorry how I’ve been, Venla looks him up and reaches to touch his thigh. - You being here, tolerate my behaviour and taking care of me, it’s more I could wish for. Thank you! 

– You are wellcome. But feels nice you actually said that aloud, he says. 

- Maybe I could give a little something to make it up? Her hand goes up to his groin, feel him. Venla feels him growing hard in his hand

- Are you really up to it? Ilari asks and Venla nods, licks her lips. He looks down on her, bends his knees and kisses her hard as his hand grazes her breast. Ilari touches her lips and Venla gently bites tip of his fingers, then sucks it into her mouth, twirls her tongue around them. 

– Damn, Sweetie, he says. – You are begging for it. Ilari drops his towel and grabs Venla’s hair, pulls her head back and guides himself into her mouth. 

For a second Venla isn’t sure was this the best idea after all and is he bit too much to handle like this. She gags little but lets him push down further. 

- Breath thru your nose, he advices her. Ilari supports her neck as he starts to move. Venla loses sense of time. She can’t do nothing more than concentrate on breathing. She’s fully on Ilari’s control and that turns her on. His caring side is wonderful but being dominated like this is really something else. 

First night for long time Venla didn’t hurt so much so they could cuddle up together.

 Wait? For long time? 

Funny how time started to lose it’s meaning. Venla had slept alone for as long she remembers, had trouble to get sleep when someone was close and now she was so used to Ilari being on her bed she actually missed spooning like this. 

Ilari draws lazy little circles on her skin and seems he likes being like this just as much she does. Just lying there skin to skin, sharing closeness and warmth. Neither of them is talking and there is not reason to. It's good like this.