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Nick and Gina didn’t say anything for a while. They just sat together, hand in hand, half-dressed, and stared at the artificial lagoon as the water slowly and mechanically licked up and down at the shore, without changing.

“It’s peaceful,” Gina murmured. She rested her head on Nick’s shoulder, basking in his presence. “I didn’t expect it to be so… peaceful.”

“You made it this way,” Nick gently reminded her. “Maybe a part of you prefers peaceful.”

Gina stifled a laugh. “Well, isn’t that something? Peaceful hasn’t ever been something I’ve been accused of before!”

Neither of them were totally comfortable, no matter how comfortable the atmosphere around them was. After all, they were both dealing with a lot of awkward tension, and with how they were looking at one another, it became difficult for them to keep going.

They might have been smiling right now, but the awkwardness that passed between them hadn’t changed in the slightest.

“…I appreciated what you told me before, Nick,” Gina said quietly, looking up at her lover again. “Telling me… how much you cared. It really, really meant a lot to me.”

Nick’s words normally sounded so hollow to her ears. Mere platitudes designed to make her feel better about everything.

But this wasn’t like that at all. Nick… he really meant it, from the bottom of his heart. And she knew that, even in the past, those words that sounded hollow to her ears had been just as sincere… but this time? It was as if she could finally hear them. Finally embrace them with an open heart.

And that warmed her spirit deeply.

“Nick… I really care about you,” she said, even as she pulled away from him. She rose to her feet and looked down at him, her heart aching in her chest. “Can you… help me believe what you were telling me before?”

“Of course!” Nick would do anything if it meant helping Gina. And the sincere glow in her eyes, it encouraged him to be more active than he might have been under different circumstances- no more hesitating for Nick. Not now, anyway. “Just name it, and I’ll do it. Alright?”

At that point, the eager look of expectation in Gina’s eyes morphed into a flicker of hesitation. She looked away from him for a moment and bit her lip, before turning her attention back to him, and giving him an encouraging stare.

“I… would like to give you a blowjob,” she confessed.

Nick’s mouth fell open in shock. “Uh… what?” He asked, not sure if he had heard her properly. Had she really just asked him to…?

“A… a blowjob,” Gina repeated, a little blunter. Her mouth was already starting to water. “I… I want to give you a blowjob, Nick.”

It was an odd ask from her, for being intimate. Nick, he was very considerate of that. And even though he was surprised, he obviously wasn’t against the idea- so long as she was doing it for the right reasons, of course.

“And, this is really what you want?” Nick asked her seriously. “It’s not just those patches of yours talking, right?” He was worried that Gina was slipping back into her old habits and using sexual intimacy as an escape for emotional intimacy.

But- he knew that was a fleeting thought, at best. The brimming emotions in Gina’s eyes… he could see the sincerity there.

“Part of it is definitely because of the patches,” Gina sheepishly admitted, scratching her head. “I mean… there’s this burning thirst in my throat, I can’t deny that.”

Nick nodded, giving her the space she needed to continue.

“But… I really want to do this with you,” she finished, not yielding for a moment. “Because Nick… being with you that way… I think that it will help us both connect. Think of it as a little thank you for all those nice things you said to me.”

She leaned in close, and brought her lips up close to his. Their noses were practically kissing against each other as she peered into his eyes.

“Will you be okay with that?” She asked him. “You won’t be too intimidated by me, will you?” The playful tone had returned to her voice, along with the smile returning to her lips. “I hope I don’t end up overwhelming you…”

Nick knew that Gina’s teasing was a part of her game. And it was a part of the game that he was willing to play with her, if that was what she wanted.

“I think I can handle you,” he said, reaching down and running his hand along her exposed, sand-covered thigh. He brought it up her hip, and gently caressed her round bubble butt, giving her a modest spank of encouragement. Not to hurt or demean her, but a playful gesture meant to spur her on.

Judging by the twinkle in her eye, she got the message. She bit her lip coquettishly and nodded at his unspoken consent.

“Well… alright, then,” she said, her hands tracing down his chest and to his stomach, and the bathing suit below. She slipped her fingers under his waistband and he hissed when he felt her touch against his skin, bracing for what was to come.

“Let’s have a little fun, then,” Gina giggled, and Nick gasped again when he felt her fingers wrap gingerly around his shaft.

“Yeah,” Nick hissed at her. “Right there… that’s the spot.” He didn’t expect that he’d be capable of being aroused so easily after the intense conversation that they’d just shared. But somehow, her touch was enough to send a burst of heat through his body, and spur him on to seeking the pleasure she was tempting him with.

He couldn’t ask for better.

Something about Gina’s touch was more tender than he’d imagined. She caressed him so tenderly and intimately that it just… didn’t feel like her at all.

But not in a bad way.

Nick’s heart began to pound. “Gina… I…” he looked down at her, and she looked up at him, and when their eyes met, a jolt of electricity passed between them.

His first compulsion was to call her a good girl. To make full use of her Trigger Word and reward her with the burst of pleasure that it would entail.

Instead, he bit down on his lip, and swallowed those urges.

Now wasn’t the time. If he did that, he would please her, he had no doubt about that. He’d give her a surge of pleasure that could end up bringing her to orgasm. And while that would be nice… what would she think, if he did that?

Knowing Gina, she would likely find the gesture to be insincere. And she would have good reason to do so. It would probably feel like he was just coddling her, telling her what he thought she wanted to hear, to make her feel better.

But with everything Gina had just told him, Nick now realized that what she wanted was the complete opposite. She didn’t want him to tell her a bunch of flowery words to make her feel better, she wanted to earn whatever pleasure he gave her, and just telling her “Good girl” wouldn’t be enough for her to feel like she’d achieved it.

Gina was a complicated girl in very simple ways.

Alright, Gina, I think I get it, he thought as he watched her pensively give him a handjob, while keeping her eyes fixed on his the whole time. You’re trying to prove to me that you can earn this… “redemption” that you think you need, huh? Well… go ahead. I’ll let you do whatever you like.

Gina needed to feel like she was in control, for once in her life. Like she could lead things, and be proactive. Maybe, if she could do that without Nick spoiling her and taking it easy on her, it might help her really believe that she could take command of her own life and accomplish something meaningful when they returned to earth.

It was the loose, baseless logic of a guy whose brain was half-occupied by the pleasure he was receiving, but there was still a logical throughline for it, and Nick couldn’t deny that. So, he let her keep going, heart pounding in anticipation as he let her pleasure him as best she could.

“…Theeeerrree we go,” Gina said with a purr in her voice, giving his shaft a delicate squeeze. “That’s what we want to see… right there…”

She flexed her hand across his shaft again, and Nick hissed in affirmation, “Fuck Gina, that… right there, that feels-”

“Ah, ah!” Gina pulled her hand out of his swim trunks and wagged her finger playfully from side to side. “Not just yet,” she teased him, batting her eyelashes. “Remember- you promised I could give you a blowjob, Nick, and we’re not there, are we?”

Nick bit his lip and stared at Gina, unable to believe what she’d just said. Was… was she being serious right now? Was she really planning to- to torture him like this!?”

“Gina-!” He blurted out in disbelief.

Gina just giggled, and gave Nick a look to tell him that, no, she wasn’t kidding in the slightest.

“Don’t worry… I’m looking forward to it, too,” she said breathily, and before he could react she had his swimsuit pulled down. At least as best she could while he was still sitting.

They probably should have moved, in hindsight. Gone somewhere else to do this to each other, somewhere that sand wouldn’t end up catching in places neither of them wanted it to be. But that was thinking that a person who was behaving in a clear-headed manner would have come up with, ultimately.

And that wasn’t a term that applied to either of them right now.

Nick shifted awkwardly in the sand, doing his best to help Gina fish his cock out of his swimsuit and out into the warm summer air. As his shaft was exposed, Gina’s breath hitched, and he saw the hot desire swirling in her eyes.

She licked her lips in excitement.

“There we go,” she whispered breathily, her eyes glazing over. “That’s what I want to see…”

“Gina… fuck…” Nick groaned.

“Oh, yes,” Gina said, nodding. She glanced playfully up at him. “We’ll get to that. Later.”

Nick didn’t even have a response. He just nodded, and let her get to work. Giggling, Gina parted her lips, and wrapped them around Nick’s shaft.

It was the first bit of real stimulation his body had gotten all day. Nick tensed as he felt his throbbing cock get buried deep in the warmth of Gina’s gullet. While she lacked the boon of a transformation like Dawn had to make her blowjobs more stimulating, she more than made up for it with her technical skill, and the sheer passion and determination that she brought to the blowjob. Without even waiting she began to bob her head, quickly moving up and down his shaft while getting it nice and sticky with the saliva that had been building up in her mouth ever since the idea crossed her mind.

Needless to say, Nick felt like his cock had been introduced to heaven. He dug his fingers into the sand and resisted the urge to grab Gina’s head and help her along, even though she didn’t need any encouragement from him.

In the past, he wouldn’t have hesitated. It would have felt even better for him, and Gina would have loved it, too. But, given the circumstances, he refrained. It was far too likely that Gina would take the gesture as an act of criticism of her performance.

This was too critical a juncture. All Nick would allow himself to do right now was relish in the pleasure that she gave him, and let her satisfy him to her heart’s content.

It honestly made him feel like he was getting what he deserved, by giving her what she deserved- absolute freedom and control.

The thought of someone giving a blowjob for their own sake was a strange one, but that was what Gina was doing, in her own weird way.

Nick’s pleasure was readily apparent. But Gina…

It’s as hot and excited as always! Gina thought, feeling the telltale, familiar throb of Nick’s erection aching in her mouth. That’s the spirit, Nick!

She’d done this more times than she could remember, honestly. Giving Nick a blowjob had become routine for her, even though there had been a bit of a dry spell for a round or two where she’d had to struggle with her addiction in silence.

But now?

Now, she got to indulge.

Gina wrapped her tongue around his throbbing shaft like a boa constrictor squeezing its prey. And as she tightened and coiled and sucked with all her might, she felt the warm cock respond.

People always said that Gina was a derelict who didn’t pay attention or listen, but that wasn’t true. Gina was listening very carefully right now, and not just to the moist slurping sounds her lips were making, or the smacking of skin from her rapid movements. She was listening to the way Nick’s cock responded to her efforts!

When she brushed her tongue against the ridge of his glans, he twitched. That was a sign, signaling to his sensitivity. If she targeted him there, he would quickly succumb, and she could enjoy him letting loose as much as she wanted.

So, she didn’t do that. She brought her tongue down lower, towards the base of his shaft as she buried her face in his crotch. Because she didn’t want this to cum to a quick end! Where would the fun be in that?

Gina used to be that kind of girl. Not giving a damn about foreplay one way or another. Blowjobs had always been about bringing her partner to their sticky orgasm as soon as possible so they could get on to the real meat of the sex.

She was good at it. Very good at it.

But right now?

Now, she wanted to make this last forever.

Nick deserved all the pleasure she could give him, and she wanted to show him how devoted she was. How much she cared. How much she wanted to…

To…

Her eyes glanced upwards for a fraction of a second, and she caught his gaze just as he was looking down. A bolt of electricity jolted through her body and she halted halfway up his shaft.

If she’d gone any higher, his dick might have fallen out as she dropped her jaw.

Wait… what am I doing? She asked herself, quickly affixing her lips back around his cock. Is that all this is? Just a blowjob… to satisfy him?

Why?

As a thank you? For saying all those nice things to her? For telling her what she needed to hear? For being there for her, and promising to help her set her path for the future?

Yes, all of those things were true.

So…

Why wasn’t Gina satisfied with that?

It’s… what’s that word that Kim always uses? Transactional? I think that was it. Gina didn’t know the exact definition, but Kim always sounded so bitter when she said it. And she could kind of understand the context. Favors for favors, and the like, or being a prostitute, sex for money, that sort of messed up, twisted deal.

Gina’s heart throbbed. That wasn’t what she wanted at all!

She didn’t want to give Nick a blowjob as a thank you!

…Did she?

A moment’s pause. A lull in the pleasure. Nick looked down at Gina with a questioning expression on his face, and Gina came to terms with her feelings.

Nope. That’s not it at all! She recognized, pushing those thoughts aside and resuming her blowjob again. She wasn’t doing this for praise or to prove her worth, or anything like that!

Thank goodness. She’d almost gone down a really problematic road, but she’d managed to stop herself before making a big mistake!

No…

The reason Gina was giving him a blowjob was because she cared about him. Because she wanted him to feel good, and because she felt just as much pleasure from giving as Nick clearly did from her giving to him.

And really… wasn’t that enough?

Not everything needed to be about being praised.

No…

Gina wanted to show Nick just how much he meant to her. Not because she wanted a reward for her efforts, or to prove anything, even to herself.

Yeah… it’s not because he said those nice things to me. Gina felt bad for how she’d originally pitched this whole blowjob. So, even though it killed her, she stopped sucking again, and pulled her lips off of his throbbing shaft.

His cock squirmed impatiently. A bead of precum leaked out, tempting her to lick it, but she managed not to.

Instead, she raised her head and looked up at him.

“…Sorry,” she whispered huskily, her throat a little strained from all the cock that had been shoved down it. She gave Nick a regretful look.

He was stunned, not expecting her to stare at him with such… mournful eyes.

“Gina…” he stammered out, not sure what to say.

“I shouldn’t have said that before… about this being a thanks for you being so kind. That… that was me trying to guard my feelings,” she confessed. “I don’t want to give you a blowjob as a thank you, Nick. I want… to really connect, like I said before.”

Nick didn’t deserve a blowjob for some nice thing, or even all the nice things.

It was about Gina wanting to share something intimate and meaningful with someone that she cared about, that was at the heart of it.

And if Nick could accept that from her…

“Yes, Gina,” Nick gently encouraged her with a nod. “If that’s what you want, then please… I’m ready for you to share with me like that! I am.”

He gave her another encouraging smile, and Gina felt a massive burden be lifted from her breast. She beamed gratefully up at him, nodded back, and then resumed her work.

It felt so much more invigorating now, more liberating. She was loving it!