Seeking Relief

Showering

“Jade! Jade!”

“Jade! It’s us!”

Emmett and Jake gently rubbed their hands along Jade’s body trying to soothe her awake.

She stopped moving and laid there out of breath and panting as she looked up the handsome faces above her.

Jake cupped her face, while she struggled to pull her thoughts together.

“Oh Jade. It’s us, Jake and Emmett. You’re safe.”

Emmett gripped her hand and brought it to his mouth to press a kiss to her knuckles.

“Jesus.” He breathed.

He looked at Jake, “These goddamn night terrors. f**k that was scary.”

“I know.” Jake answered quietly.

Jade’s memories rushed back and she reached for the men with her good arm.

“I’m sorry.” She said as she felt the tears of shame rush to her eyes.

“Shhh. It’s okay. You can’t help it.” Jake said kissing her cheeks.

She sat on the couch in between the two of them while they held her as her heart rate calmed.

Finally she told them she needed to shower and get the sweat off.

“That’s fine. We need to finish supper. It’s almost ready, so when you get out, you can eat something.”

“Ok. That sounds nice.” She said with a smile as she stood up. She looked at the blanket in her hands.

“We should probably throw this in the laundry, too.”

Emmett chuckled and helped her take the blanket to the washer. While Jake went to check on the progress of the food in the kitchen, Emmett helped Jade get situated in the bathroom for a shower.

She thanked him and when he shut the door behind him, she proceeded to undress.

She pulled on the cast cover she got while she was in the hospital, then reached to start the shower.

Her face burned as she remembered having to ask for help with bathing for the first time in the hospital.

Emmett had gone home to shower himself and change. The guys had decided to take turns leaving so Jade wasn’t ever completely alone.

She had gone into the bathroom, undressed, and started the shower.

But as she stood there, she realized she couldn’t move her arm and needed help.

A LOT of help.

She wrapped herself in a towel and poked her head out the door. Jake had jumped off the couch he was sitting in when he saw her.

“You okay?” He had asked.

“I need help.” She said quietly.

He smiled and walked over. She stepped back as he came through the door.

He reached for the cast cover, helped her out of her sling, set the sling to the side, and worked the cover over her bandaged plaster cast.

As her arm hung like a dead weight against her side, she stared at her feet clutching her towel.

“I-I think I need help. Getting soaped off.”

“Of course.” He said with a gentle smile.

He quickly undressed, turned her around so that her back was to him, and he gently tugged her towel off of her. He tossed it off to the side.

Then he steered her to the shower, he double checked the temperature of the running water, then double checked her cast cover before guiding her under the spray.

He tugged the curtain shut behind him.

He massaged her scalp and neck as she stood under the spray soaking.

When her hair was wet, he shampoo’ed it and massaged her scalp some more. He turned her around and held her as he rinsed her hair.

He reached for the conditioner then worked that through her hair as she leaned into his chest.

She felt her core heat up, and her n*****s perked.

But she wasn’t dying for relief and release like she was the night she was with both him and Adam.

She felt relaxed and soothed.

This was another level of amazing. It was different than when Adam and Jake brought her to climax, but it was still ecstasy to her.

She sighed as the warm water cascaded over her hair and down her back.

“You okay?” Jake asked her worriedly.

“Just fine.” She mumbled.

She felt the rumble of his chuckle in his chest.

She felt him move as he reached for something again. Shortly after she felt a washcloth rove over her body. After Jake made sure she was rinsed off he had helped her dry off and get dressed. Then helped her back in the sling.

Now here she was the next day, standing in their house in their bathroom. She was more able bodied now, but she wished she could have a shower like that again.

She stepped into the water and clumsily cleaned herself off. When she just as clumsily dried herself off, she thought to herself she definitely preferred the shower with help.

With a smile on her face she knew all she had to do was ask and she’d get all the ‘help’ she needed.

Her heart warmed as she finished getting dressed and walked out of the bathroom.

She felt so graced to have this much affection in her heart to give and then have it in return.