Johnny-Aftercare

The room was dark and mostly quiet as Johnny and Ophelia lay side by side, their breathing slowly coming back to normal. The silence was always very short lived and broken by Johnny.

“You alright?” Johnny turned his head towards Ophelia.

“Hmm?” Her eyes were closed.

Johnny propped himself up on his side and looked down at her. “I said are you alright. Did you...well you know.”

Her eyes were still closed and she broke into a grin. “Oh, I am definitely alright! And yes, I did! You gave me plenty of opportunities this time.” She opened her eyes and watched his expression.

“Huh, well yeah I guess I did!” He smirked obviously proud of himself, but as he continued to process what she’d said. His brow furrowed and his pride morphed into confusion. “Wait a minute! This time? What do you mean this time?”

Ophelia broke up into a fit of laughter and started to slide out of bed to go clean up. She tried to stifle her laughter when she realized he didn’t get she’d been teasing. “I’m sorry babe.” She leaned over and kissed him. “I was just kidding you.”

“Yeah, you’re a real comedian.” He shoved the covers aside and followed her to the bathroom.

“Well, jokes aside, that really was pretty intense compared to our usual.” She said from her spot on the toilet as he waited on the other side of the door. “Is there some special occasion I forgot about for all that special treatment tonight?”

Johnny leaned against the doorframe and grinned to himself. “No, not really. Just haven’t been over here with you in a few nights with our schedules not lining up. I figured I’d just show you how much I missed you.”

Ophelia flushed and finished cleaning up. As she opened the door so he could take his turn, she pecked a kiss on his cheek and headed for bed. But, lying there, she couldn’t help thinking that they’d had longer stretches of no sex before this. Something had to be up.

Returning to the bed, Johnny stretched and leaned back against his pillows. He wasn’t usually tired right away and since he’d had the day off he was wide awake. He looked over at Ophelia, expecting her to be almost asleep, but she was staring up at the ceiling. “Hey. you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.” She looked over at him and sat up. “But, I do have a question for you.”

“Okay shoot!”

“We’ve been apart for longer than this once before. What makes this time different?”

“Oh, uh, well you see it’s a funny story.” He ran his hand through his hair and sat up a little more. “The other day Roy, Chet, and I were talking about some things.”

“Things? Like our sex life kind of things?!” Ophelia’s eyes widened.

“Well not exactly.” 

“Johnny!” 

“Just, just let me tell you!” He held his hands up defensively.

“Oh my god.” Ophelia flopped onto her back and tugged the sheet up. She wished she’d kept her mouth shut. This was going to turn into an all night story time and after everything they’d done she was tired. “Okay I’m listening.”

He launched into the details, all of which he did not need, of the conversation he’d had with the guy at the station. 

Ophlelia was tuned in until he got to the second run of the day before she dozed off.

By the time Johnny finished going through his entire day, he looked down and Ophelia was asleep. He gently moved a strand of hair away from her forehead and placed a soft kiss above her right eyebrow. Truthfully, he was glad she’d tuned him out. If she’d really heard what he’d been saying and what he’d shared with the guys, he’d be on her couch right now.