*TRIGGER WARNING*- Teddy is ROUGH, push and pull of an argument happens, but everything that happens is 100% CONSENSUAL xoxox
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What a FUCKING day. One thing after another; late for this, missed that, asshole interviewer here and a migraine there. Managing to make it to the venue on time helped, but 2 broken strings and an uncooperative Chewie Monster later, even I could tell Ed was at Fuck It ALL level. This was clearly a night where alcohol was going to be a necessity. In all the time I've known Ed, been drawn in by his smile, his patience, his kindness, I've rarely been witness to real anger. When he means business? It's clear, but his gentleness and positivity were just who he is. He was a calming force to be sure, but everybody has a breaking point, and damned if he wasn't right the fuck at it tonight.
"TREV!" I jumped suddenly, not used to hearing THAT tone come from my usually sweet Boy. "The fuck happened?? How'm I supposed to end the show with no goddamn guitar and no fucking loop??"
"Baby...he's doing the best he can, he's only got 2 hands..." I said softly, trying to placate him, seeing how wound up he was.
"His job is to make sure when shit goes wrong I don't look like a sodding idiot in front of all those people!" He glared and stormed off, fists clenched.
"Trev..." I started to say, feeling awful.
"Darlin', everybody's allowed a bad day now n then. No skin off my back, don't worry!" Trevor said cheerfully. "A bigger heart there was never was, he's a good lad." He wandered off towards the stage to start packing up his gear for the next show, and I hurried off to find my extraordinarily cranky boyfriend.
I knew his first stop after a show was usually the closest shower, so I figured his dressing room was a safe bet. I let myself in, and sure enough, I could hear water running. I flopped down on the couch, and exhaled, allowing my thoughts to wander to my cranky-yet-sexy boyfriend. His patience and gentleness tended to translate to most areas of his life. Rarely if ever did you two blow-up and have fights, and he had the patience of a saint most of the time. Even in other areas....you could feel your cheeks pinking up and a naughty grin pulled at your lips. There was no dancing around it, spending Naked Time with Edward Christopher Sheeran was top of your Ways to Spend Your Time list. His soft perfectly pink lips, his scratchy cheeks, his long fingers, his silky, soft, copper curls, his strong, inked up arms, and all the other cuddly, strong parts of his body, these were the things I could spend hours touching and kissing and loving. Sex was ALWAYS good with Ed, he was a love-maker, a worshiper and a sweetheart. His focus was never getting himself off, it was always seemed to be about me. Every kiss, every caress, every breath was about him taking his time with me and showing me how much he adored me. I never felt more loved and cherished then when we made love. He was the epitome of gentleness and kindness is every way.
