Replacement

Reliable

Nathalie woke up two hours later, because she needed to pee. Looking at the empty spot next to her and then at the time, she gasped.

"What? How can it be so late already? And where are....?"

She now searched the room frantically for her crutches, but couldn't find them anywhere and then she remembered, that she had left them in the back of the limousine. Sighing, she scooted to the rim of the mattress and set her feet carefully onto the marble floor.

She knew, that on a good day, she could make it into the bathroom on her own, but then her stomach growled and reminded her of the little human, growing inside of her and she looked for her phone now.

Seeing it on the nightstand, she took it and quickly dialed Gabriel's number.

He answered the call in less than two seconds.

"Did you sleep well, my love?", he asked her in a loving tone.

"Yeah, thank you for that. I just have a tiny problem right now. Do you think, you could come here and help me into the bathroom? My crutches are still in the car and it's really urgent. It was, what woke me up!"

She felt embarrassed to even have to ask him for something like that. But if she did not want to pee her pants, she needed him, to take her the couple of steps into the other room.

In less than a minute he knocked gently on the door.

"Hello, my dear!", he hummed, as he bent down to kiss her softly on the lips, "ready to get up?"

He slipped his hands through her armpits and placed them on her back, then pulled her very slowly to her feet. She groaned and closed her eyes for a short moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I think I can go now!", she said very quietly.

"Are you sure? Do you feel sick? I can carry you, if you're not feeling well, my love!"

"It's okay, just move, I really need to go very soon!"

Giving her an understanding smile, Gabriel took a hold of her waist and held her steady, while she walked the few meters into the bathroom.

"Do you need help?", he asked, as they stopped in front of the toilet, but she shook her head, pleading:

"Even if I needed help, I would prefer to try on my own, before I feel even more ashamed, than I already do!"

"Seriously? Why would you feel ashamed for needing help to stand on your feet?", he wondered.

Nathalie shrugged.

"It's just...I don't know, but I would prefer, if you would not see me like that, and having to help me get onto the toilet! I am not used to having to rely on somebody!"

Now he laughed.

"I get it. Though I wouldn't mind at all, I can totally understand you and respect your wishes! And I truly enjoy, that for once in all the time we've known each other, I am the reliable one. I really want to be here for you Nath!", Gabriel said with a smile.

"Thank you. I....will you wait outside? I might need your help, to get dressed again, despite everything, I just said!", she then confessed and lowered her gaze to the floor.

Gabriel simply didn't react to her obvious embarrassment and went for the door, telling her:

"I'll be just a step away, love! If you need me, all you have to do is to tell me, alright?"

"Okay", she replied quietly.

It was barely more than a minute, until he heard her mumble to herself and shook his head, being very sure, she was pissed, because she couldn't do the things, she really wanted to do.

He opened the door a tiny gap and peaked inside.

"Just come in!", she ranted and looked directly at him, "I just can't get my pants up, without them falling down again all the time. My underwear wasn't a problem, but those bloody things fall down each time, I try to close the button or the zipper! It's really annoying!"

He chuckled lightly, earning a dangerous glare from his assistant and quickly tried to hide his lingering smirk.

"I wasn't laughing at your struggles, love, I was laughing because I thought, maybe it's some kind of fate. Maybe, you aren't supposed to get them back on, as I promised you something, my dear!", he said teasingly.

"That's still not funny, Gabriel!", she scolded him.

But the designer was already reaching around her and closing the lid for her to sit on. Then he bent down and pulled the pants off of her legs, leaving her in only her laced panties

"Well, now we just have to get you out of that shirt, love! Because it's way easier to do that, when you're still sitting, right?"

Nathalie's eyes widened at the things he told her.

"I-I....you don't....you don't have to.....I wouldn't mind if......you didn't want to.....I.....", she stammered, feeling very self conscious all of a sudden.

"Relax", Gabriel whispered into her ear, while he laid his arms around her back, to pull her back onto her feet, "I won't try anything, you don't want me to do!", he looked down at her face, cupping her cheek with his left, while holding her to his body with his right hand, "are you alright? Can you walk or should I carry you back?"

"I guess, I can walk?"

It was more of a question than an answer.

"How about that?", he said with a grin and grabbed the back of her thighs to lift her up and lay her legs around his waist, while he entangled her into a loving, firm kiss.

"I like that!", she hummed after parting her lips from his to take in some air.

"That's good!", he mumbled hoarsely and carried her to their bed, where he laid her crosswise on top of it, on her back, to stay between her thighs and hover above her, propped up on one forearm, continuing to kiss her, while he placed his free hand on her waist.

The young woman soon stood up her feet on the mattress, eager to feel him closer to her intimates, her hips urging against him in a desperate need. Her arms, which had been around his neck before, were now wrapped around his torso, her hands caressing, exploring, causing a shudder to run down his spine and made him very quickly moan into their kiss.