Darcy grinned slightly as her eyes flicked upwards towards him before she let her fingers flick the button of his jeans open and easily pulled the zipper down. Her fingers curled beneath the waist band and tugged it down fluidly.
Eric watched the older woman carefully, eyes gazing down into hers. His hands are wrapped around her waist, feeling her fingers in his waist band before his jeans are tugged down, groaning from the release of pressure the pants put on his groin. “Fuck…c’mon Dar.”
" Well I can understand the athletes. " Stiles relents after thinking about it for a few moments. " Some injuries could end their career, even if its not as bad as anything we have. And that means it would end their dreams. I can understand the despair of that. I was a bit sad too when I realized I would never have the chance to get into first line after all. " The boy replies with a shrug, mulling over it for a few more moments before letting himself get cheered up by her story. " She really is wonderful. Her son is pretty cool too. Maybe he can come spend some time with us. We are not really as close anymore, but sometimes we do see each other. "
Stiles laughs at her words, nodding with a bright grin. ” Frozen is wonderful ! I can totally watch that with you. I mean- I will actually be allowed to go home for the night, but we could watch before that ? Or I will just come in on my own tomorrow. My Dad has been trying to convince them to let me go to school, as I am on a good medication it seems, but I am not so optimistic. ” He explains with a shrug, leaning back in his chair.
" I will totally wash your hair and we can massage weird things into it . Like- Eggs or something. If eggs help. I really have no clue. " Stiles ended his little rant, pointing at his hair that was always messy. " That’s okay, really. I have an appointment sometime soon but I am sure they would be able to find me here, and if not, they can just wait. " He continues before climbing onto the bed with her careful, wrapping an arm around her as he lies down.
"I mean I understand that, but we have dreams too….we have lives that may never begin to compare to their lives. We have illnesses and diseases threatening to kill us…they have a broken leg or a foot. I don’t think you can compare their wounds to a life ended or lifetime of stress." Erica rose an eyebrow at him, smiling. "You wanted to make the lacrosse team’s first line?" At the mention of a son for Ms. McCall, she nods, knowing exactly who he was talking about. "Yea, Scott McCall is nice….really popular now but nice. Why aren’t you guys as close anymore?" It had to be because of his permanent hospital life.
Erica’s eyes brightened with happiness, nodding. “Yes, I want that very much. You’re going home? That’s wonderful. Well, for you…not for me because I’ll miss you. I mean uh-” A blush registered on her cheeks, making her bite down on her lip to keep from blurting something out. “School is overrated…but you tend to miss it when you’re deprived of it.”
A laugh escapes her lips, followed by a small cough, lying back against the pillows. “Eggs? I think it might help. We can always try. It’ll be like total makeover for me.” Erica can’t help her heart race more as STiles moved into bed with her, licking her lips nervously before gently resting her head on his shoulder, her IV arm draped over his waist. This was nice, something she had never done with a boy before, but it felt awesome. Those girls in TV shows that get boys like this all the time….they’re lucky. “This is nice.”
There’s no response from Darcy as she sinks down to her knees though, there is a smirk which means she clearly won this one.
Eric let out a groan, leaning his head back against the wall, eyes darkening as he looked down at her. “Suck me, now.”
" Sure I will ! We can brag together about all those idiots that come here for a day or two and whine as if there life is gonna end. And about over worrying parents after their toddler swallowed a condom or something. I am close to a few nurses, they have the best gossip. Misses Mccall, she is the mother of a friend of mine, and she has been great to me, all the time. Do you know her ? I am sure she will like you too and then she can sneak you stuff or something. " He grins at her, trying to cheer her up and maybe look forward a bit more to the time here. Of course it’s not as nice as the real life and everything, but it’s not the worst ever either.
" We can totally watch Disney movies. I have a lot of stuff on my laptop, there should be a few of those as well. It’s easier than watching over the tv’s here or anything. I got a new one a bit ago too, so. " Stiles shrugs, smiling lightly. It’s one of the few things he wishes for. He knows that his dead is puttin ga lot of money in the hospital costs, although he saves on a bunch of other stuff for Stiles, like him going partying, buying tons of clothes or snacks or anything, a car. All the things Stiles doesn’t really need in here, where he spends most of his time.
" Well - I am sure there can be something done about that. We could ask the internet, it has answers for everything. " He exclaims, before blushing lightly at her compliments, the usual grin turning into a shy smile." Uh- Thanks. "
"Oh my god, yes, I hate those people so much. The ones that are like, super rich or big athletes crying about how they’ll never play again. Try having to live most of your life in here." She started to cough, lying back against the pillows and pulling the covers up around her. "I love Miss McCall. She’s so nice to me, even bought me a stuffed puppy when I first started getting my seizures. She’s the best nurse I’ve ever had." She muttered, looking over at him. It would all be worth it, being here, as long as she had Stiles alongside her.
Erica let out a small giggle, nodding enthusiastically. “I’d love that, I still haven’t been able to see Frozen, I’ve been so worried and busy for it. Also, since I don’t have a laptop it’s pretty pointless, so yes, I’d love that. She’s honestly calming down, looking forward to spending time in the hospital. She never thought she would say that, but Stiles makes it way more fun, and besides, maybe one of the medications will work on her eventually.
"Maybe the internet can help, yea, but I don’t think so." Erica chewed her bottom lip, tilting her head to the side. "W-why do you uh-like my lips?" She asked. Maybe he actually liked her? God, she wished he did. That would make all of this so much easier. "Would you mind lying down and maybe holding me? I just….I really need sleep and I sleep more comfortable next to someone and well….I just need you to hold me, kinda."