For Joan

[theodorelasso]

Continued from here.

(warnings: sexytimes. also, panic attacks, brutal violence, attempted murder, discussion of suicide and actual murder... )

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He's so good at this, at giving her such exquisite pleasure by playing her body like a violin, knowing exactly what to do and the exact right time to do it to make her body sing. It isn't long at all before Joan is panting, each breath a small cry, her body so tight as she trembles on the edge of release.

"Ted," she gasps, a helpless plea.

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"I love you, Joan," Ted answers, kissing her back as he holds her close and tight, relishing in the sound of her cries, the tightness of her body, and the desperation in her voice as she warns him.

He reaches down with one hand between her legs, spreading her labia apart with his fingers, making her even more vulnerable to the water.

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"I love you," she gasps in return. Then his finger slide between her legs and opens her more to the water, and the combination of his touch and the water directly hitting her clit pushes her over the edge. She comes with a cry, her body shuddering against him.

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He holds her through it, and when he feels her instinctively move the shower away as it becomes too much, he takes over with his hand, just a few more touches to make her twitch and writhe in his arms, before he finally moves his hand away.

As she shudders in the aftermath, he runs his hands across her thighs, her stomach, her breasts, just loving pleasurable touches, until he finally just holds her in an embrace as she catches her breath. He kisses her back and smiles to himself, always so happy to be able to do this for her.

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Those last few touches to her extremely sensitive sex are a perfect balance of agony and ecstasy, making her body twitch and writhe completely involuntarily as she practically sobs in his arms. Then he's soothing her, and her body slowly relaxes into his embrace, the warm aftermath of the climax gently pulsing through her, making her feel almost like she's floating.

"I love you," she whispers, her eyes closed, her head leaned back against his.

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"You too," he whispers back, smiling. He just holds her like that, letting her relax for a long as she needs until she's recovered and ready to sit up. He can imagine she's pretty exhausted now, but it was definitely worth it.

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It was so worth it. Joan was already feeling good today, with her regaining more of her strength and independence. Add this extremely satisfying sexual encounter and so far this has been the best day she's had in a while, even pre-gala.

Once she's caught her breath and gathered her strength, she carefully straightens and looks back over her shoulder at Ted with a smile.

"Thank you," she murmurs.

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"You're so welcome," Ted answers warmly.

He carefully gets to his feet - his knee is a bit stiff, so he's glad he cushioned it so it's not worse. Very small price to pay though. Before he does anything else, he leans forward to give her a kiss.

Then he turns off the shower and hangs it back up, then goes to grab some towels, handing one to her.

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She smiles into that kiss, lifting a hand to touch his cheek and then sliding that hand down his arm, letting it clasp his hand briefly as he stands back up before letting go. When he hands her a towel she starts drying herself off.

"I'm going to miss taking all our showers together," she says with a smile as she starts to dry her hair. It's true, even if she's also going to be glad to not have to take all her showers with him helping her.

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He stretches his back and shoulders a bit before he starts drying himself off. He's had time to air-dry a little bit in the meantime.

"Well, we can still take most of them together," he answers with a smile, thinking the same thing. It'll be good for her to be able to do things for herself, and be able to stand up while doing it. "I didn't pull your hair too much, did I?" he asks, wanting to make sure.

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"Not at all," she says with a smile. "A little pulling is fine." She doesn't want to have her hair yanked, per se, but a bit of pulling is okay. Pleasurable, even.

"Do you want to help me up so I can wrap myself in the towel and get in the chair so you can wheel me into the bedroom?"

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Ted would probably have difficulty yanking Joan's hair even if she outright asked him. Causing pain doesn't exactly come naturally to him. One of the reasons he's better at basketball than football. No tackling.

"Sure thing," he answers, grabbing a big dry towel for her to wrap around herself and hanging it over his arm, then offering her his hands to help her up. He just hopes she isn't overestimating her strength.

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Joan isn't likely to ask him to cause her pain. Small, intense sensations that verge on pain can be thrilling, like a tug of her hair or a pinch of her nipple, and he seems to be enjoying playing with that.

Joan is very careful rising from the stepladder, considering the amount of energy she expended on each of their climaxes. She holds on tight and takes her time, making sure she's steady before leaning in for a gentle kiss.

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Ted's ready to catch her, but grateful when he doesn't need to. And then smiling when she leans in to kiss him. Before he hands her the towel, he decides to wrap his arms around her, gently pulling her close, just enjoying a moment of being skin-to-skin. A downside to having sex like they just did is they can't cuddle up naked the same way.

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She wraps her arms around him, holding him close in turn, loving the simple intimacy of being skin to skin. She loves how physical they can be with each other in ways that aren't directly sexual, even when they're both completely naked. She would love to just cuddle with him for a while, but they have things to do.

"Can we be naked tonight when we fall asleep together?" she asks softly. "Since we don't have to have Sherlock watching us anymore..."

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Ted loves physical contact, sexual or not. There's just something solid and comforting about it. It's why he's sad Sherlock doesn't work the same way, or at least has a low tolerance for it. But thankfully Ted gets all his hugging and cuddling needs satisfied by Joan.

He smiles warmly when she asks, and nods. "I'd love that," he agrees. "As long as you don't mind keeping one part of me covered," he adds playfully, and taps the foot that has the cast on it.

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Sherlock is certainly not one for non-sexual physical contact, which makes the times when he's allowed it or engaged in it, like holding hands for those few seconds in the park, all the more momentous. Joan, on the other hand, is significantly more physical, and is very grateful for the ability to hug and cuddle with Ted, because otherwise she just doesn't get much of it in her life.

She smiles and narrows her eyes as she considers his caveat. "I think I can let it slide," she says with mock seriousness, then smiles wide.

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"What a gracious and forgiving woman you are," he teases happily, giving her a quick kiss. Without fully letting go of her, he pulls the towel off his arm and unfolds it, wrapping it around her back, and pulling back a little bit to hand the ends to her.

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She grins at him, and happily kisses him back. When he hands the ends to her she carefully wraps the towel the rest of the way around herself and tucks in the corner, keeping one hand on him at all times to maintain her balance.

"There...help me over to the chair?"

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"Yup, here we go," he answers, holding her hand and keeping one arm around her back, both for support and in case she stumbles. He misses being able to simply pick her up, but he's grateful she doesn't need to be lifted around anymore.

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He'll be able to pick her up soon enough, and hopefully by that point it will be for the sake of fun rather than necessity.

She makes it to the chair without much incident, and carefully sits down.

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Once Joan is seated, Ted takes off the plastic protecting his cast, and grabs a towel for himself and wraps it around his waist. He doesn't go around shirtless often, but he won't mind if Sherlock sees him when they're just coming out of a shower. Though he makes a mental note to actually make sure the bathrobes are in the bathrobe before the next time they shower. Simpler that way.

Before he goes he takes Joan's head gently in his hands and plants a kiss on top of her head, before he takes them both to the bedroom.

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Sherlock is in the living room, on his laptop with earbuds in. Whether he was wearing the earbuds the whole time or put them in when he started overhearing certain enthusiastic sounds coming from the bathroom is unclear. He looks up from his laptop for a brief glimpse of Ted rolling Joan into the bathroom, and looks down again with a slight smile on his face.

Once they're in the bedroom and Ted has helped her out of the chair and onto the bed, Joan requests a tunic and leggings, something nice and simple and comfortable for her visit with Beard.

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Either Sherlock did so assuming they would get up to something, or he heard something. Either way, Ted doesn't really want to consider.

He helps her into the clothes as well, even if she doesn't need as much help anymore. It actually takes him longer to get dressed, because he's run out of sweatpants and need to get a pair of khakis over the cast.

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She appreciates the help. Some things are still a little difficult, like hooking her bra. Even with things that aren't difficult, though, it's still nice to have him looking out for her, if just for a little while longer.

She watches him struggling with the khakis, wishing she could help.

"When do you get your cast off?"