Popeye

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*****Chapter 39 - Popeye*****

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Chapter 39 - Popeye
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"Say something..." Odette seemed to almost beg Ace as he had finally let her climb off from having her legs wrapped around him.

"You-" Ace paused slightly as he reached out a hand to turn the water off, shaking his head slightly as the water flew from his soaking hair. "But we-"

Odette didn't want to wait to hear anymore. She practically pushed him out of the way to get out the shower.

"Wait- Detty- what are you-" Ace tried to get some words out but they came out jumbled, not quite forming anything coherent.

But Odette didn't stop, she grabbed one of the bath towels hanging up as she went to wrap it around herself. Ace quickly stepped out of the shower himself as his hands grabbed onto Odette's shoulders, half pushing her against the shut bathroom door.

"Ace please don't, I just want-"

Yet it wasn't Ace's words that cut her off, it was his lips as he kissed her, figuring it was the only way to keep her quiet.

Though it felt different this time. This time Odette wasn't kissing him back the way she usually did. It was as if she wasn't interested.

"Ace stop." Odette managed to say as she put her hands on his wet bare chest and pushed him away slightly.

"No no I can't." Ace mumbled as he looked down to see her wrapping the towel around herself and tucking it in.

"You can, because I'm telling you to stop."

Ace shook his head quickly. "No I can't because then my head will start trying to talk to me about feelings and quite frankly, I'd rather just have sex again."

Odette stared up at him confused, feeling like she should be offended.

"So..." She paused, trying to work out her what her reaction should be. "So you don't have feelings for me? You just wanna fuck me? Again."

Ace shook his head again as he stepped back from her, running his hands through his hair. "No it's not that, I do and I know that but I don't know what they are and if I say the wrong thing then you're gonna fucking leave and if I don't say what I want then I-"

Ace was spiralling. Ace knew he was spiralling and he knew Odette could see it.

"Can we please just have sex again?" He sighed out as his arms fell to his side and he looked at her slightly desperately.

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