You drew stars around my scars

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Requested by: shes_just_a_girl
Prompt: Winter notices old scars on Autumn and has an important conversation with her
A/N the beginning of this is a teeny tiny bit smutty, just to follow the request but its only the bit at the beginning I guess it's more intended in the first few paragraphs that's all

TW: mentions of scars (not sh), slight child abuse
Words: 1598

Winter's hands roamed her body and her breath quickened. This was completely different from the Halloween party. He wanted to treat her right and a small bathroom was not the way to do it. They moaned into each others mouths as they could feel him pressing against her.

He wanted to make her feel good first though, ladies first and all that. He kissed down her body and pulled her silk pyjama bottom down, leaving her in just her underwear, she thrusted her hips up to him, wanting more than the teasing he was putting her through "p-please" she mumbled. "Please what my sweet?" She whined "need you"

He laughed at her, he didn't expect he to be like this and he knew she could pin him down and do whatever she wanted to him so he was enjoying being able to take charge.

He was about to continue when he noticed so lines in Autumns left thigh. He stopped and studied them and realised they were faded scars. He looked up at her who was still withering around waiting for him to make the next move.

He lifted his head "Aut?" He asked more seriously, she didn't pick up on it. "What" she whined thinking he was still trying to tease her. "I don't mean to intrude but are you okay?" He asked. She got the hint and sat up on her elbows, looking down at what he was staring at. She froze. "Yeah yeah, just get back to it" she threw her head back trying to get back into where they were.

He moved from his spot between her legs and climbed up to meet her at the top of the bed. She groaned frustrated that he had left her in this position. She couldn't make eye contact with him though.

"Autumn I know we've only been seeing each other for a short time but you know you can tell me anything, I promise whatever it is it's safe with me. I just don't want you to think your alone in any of this" which is true he didn't, but he would completely understand if she kicked him out of her house and never spoke to him again.

He knew about the walls Autumn had carefully constructed for herself but he also was aware how much of a bulldozer he could be to those walls, but only if she let him.

She was still a bit breathless and he did feel bad not continuing but he would feel horrible if he saw that and continued without checking up on her. Whether she wanted him to or not, Winter cared about Autumn and the short time he had spent getting to know her really changed his opinion on her.

"I'm okay really, this wasn't my doing I promise" she didn't want him to get the wrong idea she had never done anything like that. "You know I didn't grow up in the most loving of homes".

Winter suddenly got the message of how the scars appeared. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, there's no pressure at all". She sighed "no it's fine, I trust you enough for you to know."

This was big, Autumn trusted him, that wasn't something that came easy to her and for it to be him that she trusted enough to start opening up about her past, Winter was honoured.

"It was more Reece he ever got physical with, he somehow decided he could handle it so when Reece talked back or argued with him it almost always ended up being physical. One of the only times he ever did with me, I was 16 and had failed a class, he got so mad he pushed me and I fell back into a kitchen cabinet, the corner was quite sharp and it sliced my thigh. I passed out due to shock and woke up in hospital, 25 stitches" Autumn was suddenly feeling very exposed, she still hadn't gotten dressed again from what they had been doing and self consciously brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, trying to make herself smaller, something she had always done since she was a child.

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