Say My Name [ Teacher-Student Romance -- Robert Downey Jr ]

Ch.54 - He Rights A Wrong

Complete June 13th. Uploaded August 3rd.

The song represents the chapter. A freaking great song that is CHAR AND ROBS OTP song.
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They didn't see familiar faces, or friendly eyes as they stumbled out into the brisk night. The swift night wind pulling back her hair, cooling her heated skin, but doesn't have the power to diminish the warmth seeped into her chest. Into the erratic beat of her heart where no ice harbours. Suddenly without the hard bass of thumping dub-step, there's an eerie silence that lays between harboured breaths and beaten ears. It's the accelerating pounding of blood coursing through her heated veins.

Again she's spun in Roberts hold. His hands gentle on her lower back, shielding the wind from her face. A sobering sight under the lights without the smashing of sweaty bodies and influenced clubbers. Now out in the wind, with Roberts lips tracking her neck, leaving small bruises she knows she'll see tomorrow.

A cab came soon enough. A man in his mid fifties seated in the drivers seat with the strong smell of cigar stitched into the seats. Somehow they'd gotten in, distracted by each others touch, somehow given the man with tired eyes directions of their hotel. The stranger didn't seem bothered as Charlotte cupped Roberts jaw, stroked down his chest and kissed him. Sucked on his lips, tasted his tongue.

She can tell Robert's trying to hold back, he's thinking he's pushing her into this. It's not true though. She knows she wants this, that she's ready and there's no one she trusts more than Robert to right a wrong that's been done to her.

Although for a brief moment, for the briefest of seconds, a bunch of anxieties had pooled her gut.

She'd worried it's going to hurt. That she won't find any pleasure in it. That she'll just embarrass herself and Robert will be embarrassed and feel obligated to, just, have to deal with the mess that she is.

That it'll be all pain and blood like it was last time. Proven that she'd been fantasizing of fairy tales before Brandon touched her, that sex is nothing but demeaning and cruel, meant only for the pleasure of sick men. That she's too far gone--too far ruined to ever even consider enjoying such a simple human act.

She had thought that she'll actually get to the point where it's almost gonna happen and she'll flinch and freak out like she did in the library when she had tried to kiss Robert with more than just her lips. How she'd panicked with flashbacks and the daunting reminder that Brandon has abused these lips of hers, this mouth of hers, hips of hers, neck, and body. That it won't be romantic like it's meant to be. That all she'll see is Brandon trapping her instead of Robert caring for her.

It'll be all blood under nails, and bruises on her neck, hips, ribs. The cut in her lip.

She won't smell Roberts cologne or sweet natural scent. It'll be oozing blood and scattered dirt, pine needles.

Pine needles pinching her skin, thumbs pressing purple into soft skin. It'll be invasive and abusive and dehumanizing, humiliating, and submissive as she's dominated and forced. Prodded and poked, yanked and pulled apart. Feeling like she's failing herself, failing to defend, to have strength, to have the fucking knowledge to not let him near her.

That Robert will see her as she sees herself. And that's what scares her the most. To be seen as she truly is. Not recovering, or a survivor. A victim. A used thing.

Then she had looked into those brown alluring eyes and she knew. She knew how wrong she was. There was no emptiness in his gaze, no manipulation, he really does care for her. Intimate or not--he really does care.

That's when she knew that--yes, she'd be nervous, but happily so. Excitedly so. That that four letter word might perfectly describe what he means to her. That that four letter word is exactly what Brandon never was, never could be, and will never take from her. Despite him she still has love, and that's what she wants to have with Robert. Love.