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RP with Number Five

[To say that things hadn't exactly been a holly jolly Christmas season so far would be a gross understatement and considering everything that had happened recently no one was going to blame Roxy for cancelling any and all of her holiday plans.
But Roxy was nothing if not tenacious.
So, in true Roxy fashion she bought herself a fake pink Christmas tree, decorated it in as many pink, purple and black decorations as she could find, bought a bunch of booze and treats and opened her doors up to all her family and friends as well as Five's.
Because you know what? No one was going to spoil her holiday.]

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What the hell? Willy as in cock?

[If it is, he may be getting a bit offended here.]

Yeah! It's a kit that allows you to make a copy of your dick.

[She says and pulls up the page.]

See? You mix this stuff together, pour it into a tube container, and then stick your hard-on into it. It creates an impression which you then pour silicone into and bam!
Replica penis!

No way, we're not making a copy of my junk!

[Definitely feeling offended now. Welcome to frowny town, population Five.]

[She looks at him with wide eyes.]

Why not? You could use it on me while your body gets used to touching and if you want to wait longer to have sex.

You think I want you to experience my cock without me attached to it? How the hell would that be remotely special?

[He can't even pretend not to feel extremely offended and hurt. He goes to put his drink on the table before he breaks the glass accidentally in his anger.]

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[Her brows crease together and she looks at him for a moment, her eyes getting a bit wider.]

I'm sorry, I was just thinking....I was just trying to help.

Come on, Roxy! No one wants to be reduced down to their body parts! What's the point of me even being there anymore if you can just have a replica of my cock!? No need to worry over my body being overly sensitive when my body doesn't need to be involved. Yeah that makes me feel special and wanted.

[He was already dealing with inadequacy and crippling insecurity over whether not he can please her. This suggestion didn't help with that.

He abruptly gets up and heads into the kitchen. He needs coffee. ]

Five! Wait!

[She says and puts down her drink hurriedly, following him into the kitchen.]

You're misunderstanding me! I'm not trying to reduce you to just a body part and of course I want you fully involved, how could you even think that when all I've wanted for weeks is just to touch you! And have you touch me!

[She explains, her voice cracking on the last few words.]

I just thought maybe it would help...take some of the pressure off of you. I want you, all of you, all the time but I don't want to be demanding things that you're not ready to do.

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How the fuck is making a silicone replica of my cock suppose to take the pressure off? I want to make love to you Roxy! But my stamina is shit at this fucking age! How can you not understand that even suggesting I use a fake cock that is fashioned after my real cock makes me feel like a goddamn failure?!

[He snaps as he turns ready to grab his coat and go outside to get some air. He's so angry right now that he needs some air.]

I need some air.

Five, please....I'm sorry. I just wanted to help.

[She says quietly, her lower lip trembling.]

You're not a failure. I am.

Well that was the exact opposite of helping.

[He says frankly, pulling on his coat. He is so angry and hurt. He just can't deal at the moment. So he doesn't say anything else. He just goes out on the fire escape to get some fresh air to cool his head ]

[Roxy stands by herself in the kitchen for a moment before slinking off to her bedroom where she shuts the door and sits down on her bed, trying not to cry. She feels awful and like the world's biggest idiot, she really thought she was making a helpful suggestion and the fact that he seems to think that she wants to use this as a way to not be with him is extra hurtful. She wants to make love to him with every fiber of her being but after what Lila did to him she's so scared of triggering him in some way and making him take a step back in his therapy.]

[ Meanwhile Five stands outside trying to calm down, but there's that voice in the back of his head telling him, why did he ever think he could be in a relationship while trapped in his teenage body?

How relevant is he, when his girlfriend thinks using a replica of his cock would be acceptable replacement for his real cock that can't seem to hold an erection when directly stimulated. How special would their first time even be when she could just compare his performance to that of a piece of silicone that holds his shape.

'This is so sad, Number Five. Can't even keep your girlfriend satisfied~?'

His body tenses and he has to repeatedly tell himself that she's not really there. It's just a figment of his imagination. ]

[Somehow Roxy manages not to cry but she also doesn't leave her bedroom, instead she picks up the pink unicorn plushie that Five bought her when she was in the hospital and lays down on her bed, hugging it tightly to her chest.

She wants to go talk to him but he has told her before that sometimes that doesn't help and that he needs time to cool down, so for once she listens to her better sense and stays put.
After all, she doesn't want to start an argument between them by saying something stupid. She's already done enough of that tonight....]

[ Five stays outside for quite a while, despite the cold because he just needs time to think. He still feels her suggestion was a pretty thoughtless one considering how sensitive he has been about his performance issues. He sighs as he finally decides to go inside since he can't stay outside the whole night and it is New Year's Eve.

Once he comes in, he notes that the laptop is still open but Roxy's not in the living room. He goes over to the coffee table and closes the computer, he then picks up their glasses and takes them into the kitchen to dump them and clean them out. He's not in the mood for a watery cocktail and he doubts Roxy will be in the mood for that either.

Instead he sets up the coffee maker and then promptly starts a pot, because he needs to warm up after being outside for the past hour. He leans against the counter, rubbing at his face as he decides what to say to Roxy. He doesn't want to fight with her but his feelings are still smarting.]

[Roxy hears the patio door open and shut and the sounds of Five in the kitchen but she makes no move to get up off the bed as she still feels wary and now depressed. The evening had started out so nice and she ruined it, like always, with her big mouth.
A million different thoughts run around in her head as she lays there on the bed, most of them insisting that she keeps messing things up, that she always will, that eventually Five will get tired of her stupidity and just leave.]

Do you really think you can keep him happy Kitten?

[Lila's voice asks softly in her head and Roxy sighs, turning over onto her other side so she faces the wall and not the bedroom door. Hugging the plushie unicorn tightly.]

[ Five remains in the kitchen as the coffee brews, once it is done, he pours himself a mug. The first sip he takes warms him almost instantly. He didn't realize how cold he was until that moment. After a moment, he pulls down a second mug and fills it.

Slowly he makes his way back into the living room and shrugs off his coat.]

Come and have a cup of coffee with me, Roxy.

[ He calls out, since they have to talk or the rest of the night will just be awkward and tense. He goes to put his coat away, before picking up the stuff Klaus gave them and stuffing it back into the gift box to put aside. ]

[There's a moment where Roxy debates just staying where she is, curled up in her depressed state, but she knows better in her heart that they can't just ignore each other or this issue so she sighs and gets up, running a hand through her hair and finally opening the bedroom door.

She sees that Five is in the living room and she pauses in the bedroom doorway, looking at him tentatively.]

Did you put cream and sugar in mine?

[She asks quietly.]

[ He doesn't bother to answer the question because this isn't about the coffee. He simply gestures for her to come and sit down beside him. Obviously there are hurt feelings on both sides, but no relationship is perfect. They need to talk or otherwise more incidents like this will happen in the future.]

Come here.

[She comes over and sits silently and obediently down next to him, her eyes in her lap. She notices that he's put away the laptop and Klaus' gift and for some reason that is both relieving yet also brings up a pang of hurt.]

Look I'm sorry I snapped at you, but honestly my feelings are still hurt over here. However I admit that I could have handled things better than I did.

[ He starts because he wants to clear the air and maybe help her understand why the idea she had wasn't one that was particularly helpful to him. And well he also doesn't like when she gets all quiet and scared looking either. It doesn't suit her to be anything other than bubbly. ]

[She looks up at him when he apologizes but still doesn't say anything, instead she just nods. Waiting to see if he has more to say, she doesn't want to interrupt him in case it makes him angry again.]

Rox, you do understand that I'm not just giving you lip service when I tell you that I want to make love to you right?

[ He has to ask because he feels like maybe somewhere along the line, things got lost in translation and maybe she just doesn't get why this is so important to him. ]

I wasn't asking you to wait because I'm traumatized to have intercourse. Yes, I do have some touching issues, because of a certain individual and the way she always forced her will upon me. But the main reason, I've been wanting to wait is because I'm struggling with puberty in this body right now. I know when I'm not hindered by hormones that I can not only last more than a minute during hand jobs and blow jobs, but I can go when it comes to actual sex. I just wanted you to experience me at my absolute best for our first time. So the idea of using a replica of my cock on you feels like it defeats the purpose of us waiting for me to be at my peak best. If my cock can just be reduced to a silicone toy than it makes me feels like there is no point in wanting that moment to be special at all.

[ He explains doing his best not to get overly emotional again, but of course he wasn't lying when he said he was feeling hurt still. ]

[She stays silent as he explains himself and by the time he finishes she feels twice as bad as she did before because the consideration and kindness that he wants to show her when they make love is truly astounding and unlike anything she's experienced.]

I'm sorry.
I'm an idiot, I'm so dumb and I shouldn't have suggested such a stupid idea.

[She says and takes his hand in hers.]

I want our first time to be special too, and every other time after that and I don't ever want you to think that you can be replaced by a piece of silicone. I love every single inch of your body and the pleasure it brings me. I just...I've been feeling so useless lately when it comes to helping you recover and I wanted to help and I wasn't fully thinking about what suggesting something like that would mean or how it might hurt your feelings.
I'm so sorry honey.

[ He gives her hand a squeeze as she takes it into hers. Lightly he shakes his head because he didn't explain himself to make her feel worse, he just wanted her to understand why his reaction was so visceral. ]

You're not stupid, Roxy. I should have been clearer from the start.

[ The last thing he wants is for her to berate herself like that. He loves her too much to see her mistreat herself on his account. He's just relieved that she understands now and that's what is important to him. ]

Thank you for understanding, baby.

[ He says as he leans over to press a kiss to her lips because it doesn't feel right when they are upset with each other. It's like a part of him is missing when they are out of sync. ]

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