TBI is one big unknown, everything I do seems to be some form of miracle. Everything I can't do is just, "Alright baby, I'll help you." Over and over. She pretends nothing happened even when it has and she does everything I may need. She's too good to me that way. "There, that's all the is to it." She flus my hair hugging me while her friends laugh at my inability to put my towel around my waist.
"Make them stop." I growl slightly at my girl she does everything for me, I have no right to be talking to her like this. "Stop!" I scream is just anxiety. I don't like when people see me like this.
"Don't yell bubbles." She soothes trying to calm me but it doesn't work I'm so stressed out.
"Get out!" I scream at her friends letting the total fall again there's no way I'll be able to get dressed. "Cameron make it stop." I beg the poor girl who's been doing nothing but trying to help me all morning.
"You're alright." She hugs me tightly against her body. "I love you." She smiles hoping to get the same reaction from me. "I love you!" She hums. She's so gentle and understanding.
"I love you too." I mumble quickly and sharply. I don't like revealing what could be seen as a weakness in this state, I feel like everyone is our top get me abs by revelling that I love someone they'll user it against me.
"I didn't hear you baby, remember what the therapist said?" She taps her for semi impatiently and get friends continue to giggle. "You need to stop you're stressing him out." She urges stopping her friends laughter.
"I love you too." I smile slightly pressing a kiss upon her lips. She deserves the world for what she does for me.
"Thank you," She smiles holding me against her. "Should we go swimming or should we find something else to do?" She hums laying down on the bed. I follow quickly after, her friends take the other one. "Let's see what they have on the TV?" She nods missing my shoulder while I lay on top of her.
"I'm cold," I whisper to her afraid her friends might hear.
"We'll cuddle under the blankets ok?" She's the only one I feel safe around. The people at the correctional facility hated that because my parents gave specific instructions on how I wasn't supposed to see her. I didn't sleep a lot and I was very convinced one of the nurses was gonna murder me because of it.
"That looks good?" I mumble to her looking at the channel she passes over. I can still read, as much as they like to think I'm dumb I haven't lost everything.
"You think?" She smiles kissing my cheek. "Let's watch it then." I'm her baby, her bubbles I'm everything she wants and as much as I can forget things, I know that she's still mine, she's still my baby girl, through everything and she always will be. Is hard with TBI not to freak out over things that don't matter a ton, and it's especially hard for me to recognize what those things are, but after last night I'm trying really hard to let us just be in love so we can have a happily ever after.
"Baby girl." I mumble, I know she felt it, the change the movement the excitement pulsing through my veins.
"Sh, let's ignore it ok?" She whispers and I nod while she pulls off her robe. She was in the shower with me and threw on a robe to answer the door for her friends.
"But baby girl." I pout bringing her on top of me to hide it. It's pretty hard to hide but with the awkward way she's laying on top of me it's pretty much completely hidden. "Please?" I mumble giving her a pout and she groans as a response.
"Everyone out." She shoos flipping quickly pressing her lips onto mine starting to play with the spot that needs the most attention.
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"That was so gross." They all gag and I chuckle letting her sit on my lap. She put a shirt on and I'm covered by the blankets. They can't see what's going on underneath them. I can't let her go, she spent two hours convincing me to stay and now I can't think of anything else to do. I don't wanna be apart from her.
"Shut up and watch the movie, you wanted to hang out." She rolls her eyes while I sit up. She grips my hand tighter and tighter every move I make.
"Are you alright?" I tease almost kissing her neck kindly and then up her cheek.
"God, I'm perfect." She mumbles pressing our lips together. I can barely picture heading home to my babies, relieving our family of the pressure.
"You're tight." I whisper kissing her cheek softly. My lips travel upwards and I hit her ear licking and sucking on it to her desire. Everything she wants she gets, they're all spoiled, I can't help but spoil them. When cam has me in a good mood I will let her do or have anything she wants and it's really easy for her to get me in a good mood.
"I know," she hums kissing my forehead shifting gently while we stare at the tv watching the strange movie the girls are all so involved with.
"How would you know." I challenge and she giggles.
"I know because of the way you've been squeezing my hand, and because you've cum three times by my just moving." She chuckles kissing me again. "You're so cute." Her hand squeezes mine back and I smile grinding upwards, slowly and calmly I do all that I can to keep myself from taking all of the pleasure that I could be giving. She deserves to feel good too.
"I have a lot left to do, just wait till we're alone."
