physiotherapy | awsten knight

32: young god

warning: smut

January 15th, 8 weeks after the incident

After they had lunch at a cute sushi place, which Cosima paid for, the two drove to the nearest grocery store. Awsten had taken her request and included her in doing the shopping. They picked out what they needed to get together and even though Cosima could walk again, Awsten insisted on pushing her down the aisles in the shopping cart again. He argued that she should still take it easy.

"Which brand of toothpaste do you usually get?", Cosima asked, as Awsten pushed the cart down the dental hygiene aisle.

"Um...", Awsten looked at the display, "Colgate. Why?"

"I'm running out and I like the taste of yours.", Cosima explained, nonchalantly twisting her hair up into a bun, "Can you hand me one?", she asked.

Awsten bent down to pick up the one he usually got and dropped it into the girl's lap. He stayed hovered over the cart to press a short kiss against Cosima's newly exposed neck. "Anything for you, darling."

The girl blushed, and bashfully fumbled with the toothpaste in her lap. Observing her behaviour, Awsten brought his mouth up to her ear and lightly brushed her skin with his lips. "Can't believe you were giving me a handjob last night and now you're blushing over a nickname.", he whispered.

Cosima inhaled a shocked breath at his words and when she looked up and down the aisle, she made eye-contact with a woman in her fifties who picked out toothpaste for herself. She quickly looked away again, feeling embarrassed.

"Fucking hell, Awsten.", she cursed quietly, so that only the two of them could hear.

Awsten only smirked, and stood back behind the shopping cart and started pushing again.

Cosima leaned back in the cart, looking him up and down. He was wearing his rings again, making it even more difficult for her to stay afloat. Once they had passed the strange lady, Cosima spoke up, "Did I ever tell you how hot I think your rings are?"

Awsten cocked an eyebrow, "Should I leave them on next time, or?", he asked, more as a joke, but the mischievous twinkle in the girl's eyes made him want to stick to his suggestion.

"Perhaps.", is all she said, before switching topics, "Will you help me get out of the cart?"

*****

Back at Cosima's apartment, Awsten laid down flat on her sofa. He picked up the TV remote and zapped through Netflix, looking for something to watch.

And who was Cosima to complain? She had just gotten part of her walking-ability back and she had her hot boyfriend presenting himself to her in her living room? A dream.

She walked over to him, this time without crutches. Thanks to the tape that supported her knee, it all looked and felt a lot steadier.

She crawled over him on the couch, so that she was squeezed in between the back of it and Awsten's body. He helped her get comfortable by wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her onto his chest. Her hand snuck under the fabric of his white t-shirt immediately. Her curious fingers started tracing lines up and down his toned stomach.