Amelia woke up with a smile on her face that seemed to be in direct defiance to the frankly shit weather just outside.
*Cue The Thunder*
'Jeez it's really coming down hard out there.'
The rain was definitely a problem but not necessarily a major one since they made the executive decision to book an airsoft arena that was indoors. The decision was urged by Liam since he had a weather app pre-installed on his android phone…the weirdo.
'Speaking of…'
Her gaze went from the window to her fiancé sleeping soundly at her side with his hand around her shoulder. He was naked under the sheets, they both were and it brought up memories of the night prior. It was by far the best sex she'd ever had, bar none. The more she thought about it the more she dwelled on it and the more she found herself getting hot and bothered.
'Whoa there, down girl.'
The fact that Liam hasn't woken up yet spoke volumes about how hard they went at it. It was actually ironic since for all that Amelia wasn't bothered by sex. In fact was the one who initiates most of her and Liam's sexual encounters and it's usually her who ends up being run ragged. Unfortunately willingness and enthusiasm for sex does not equate to having better stamina and overall fitness and while Amelia does diet and exercise it is mostly to keep her figure. Liam on the other hand is majorly into the whole fitness culture though the non-toxic side of it. This meant, regular workouts, meticulous dieting and generally keeping good health without adopting the annoying 'gym bro' attitude you see certain influencers present online.
Good thing too since she gets to reap all the benefits of his gains without the drawback of dealing with an overcompensating asshole. Just thinking about it had her hand caressing his naturally tanned and muscular chest.
"Hmm~" she bit her lip in excitement.
'All natty, no juice.'
Her fingers continue to trail across his pecks then lower and lower until-
"Hrmmaphb"
Amelia blinked at his incoherent mumbles saw where her hand was going and gently retracted it.
'I should get out of here before I commit a crime.'
She's watched her fair share of hentai and she knew for a fact that Liam wasn't ready for her to do a classic like the 'morning blowjob' just yet.
~Although I wouldn't mind doing it~
"…"
'Maybe I can get him to give one more shot off…'
Uh what?
The thought had the redhead jerk back in mild shock 'what the fuck?'
Now Amelia was a kinky bitch she admits but she has very good impulse control as well as the awareness of her fiancé's thoughts towards her kinks. Exposed as he was to her more sexually explicit hobbies and persona Liam was still very much on the side of 'vanilla' if they're going by the hentai tag list. And with that thought Amelia decided it was best that she leave but before that she planted a soft kiss on Liam's cheek and whisper in his ear.
"You were amazing stud, can't wait for the repeat performance tonight~"
*Shudder*
'Huh, that's weird, it's not that cold' Amelia thought before finding her discarded pajamas and toiletries before heading to the bathroom.
After a thoroughly relaxing shower where she spent some additional minutes just absolutely loving the feel of water pouring on her skin and caressing the soap onto her body Amelia exited though paused as she caught sight of herself in the mirror.
"Damn I look hot!"
Amelia had a pretty high opinion of her looks and without sounding like she had an over-inflated ego the confidence was pretty warranted. She built an online community of literal thousands based mostly off her physical appearance but there was something about today that really elevated her beauty. Her hair was just a bit more lustrous, her skin was a bit clearer, her teeth a bit more white and her eyes a bit more lively.
More than that "I feel great!"
It cannot be understated just how good Amelia felt right now. Of course it could be accounted to the fact that she had the best sex of her life a mere few hours ago but this felt like more than just the usual glow.
'I could get used to this.'
She didn't bring a change of clothes with her so she ended up wrapping the towel around her waist and making the short trek through the hall towards her shared room. Well it was more like she strutted without a care in the world still caught up in her own happy mood. She wouldn't care if someone anyone caught her like that and in fact was a bit disappointed that she didn't meet anyone else in the hallway. That was fine since what greeted her behind the door more than made up for her mild disappointment.
'Well hello~'
Liam had woken up and while he managed to put on his boxers he was still bare-chested and was in the middle of his morning stretching.
Noticing her he gave a smile "morning Amy."
He didn't stop however and as she sashayed her way past him Amelia couldn't resist.
*Smack*
"Ah!"
He jumped a bit in shock from the resounding slap to his rear and gave her a low heated glare.
Amelia gave a shrug "what, you think you can just flaunt that thing in front of me and expect me not to smack it?"
Liam could only roll his eyes "well would you mind not distracting me I want to actually finish."
'I know where you can finish~'
On the outside she nodded "sure, sure go ahead and do your routine I'll try not to distract you~" then with a smirk she unceremoniously dropped the towel revealing her nude body standing right before him.
Liam's jaw fell as his cheeks became just a bit red tinted "A-Amy!"
"What?" she gave a faux questioning look "I need to change clothes."
"Couldn't you have done that in the bathroom?"
"And get them wet?" she blew a raspberry "besides, after what we did to each other I don't know why you're acting like a prude."
Liam could only shake his head as he got himself under control. Amelia seeing this as her win went on to check her luggage for some suitable wardrobe making sure to take her time and give Liam ample shots of her ass bent over. Unfortunately the man chose to simply turn away from her as he continued his morning routine.
'Meh his loss'
After getting dressed she headed for the door "don't stay up here for too long I can already smell something cooking in the kitchen."
"Okay" she was just about to go out when Liam called out "hey Amy."
Looking over her shoulder she was met with a pensive Liam "yeah?"
"Are you on the pill?"
"Uh…"
Somehow she completely forgot about that.
"Amy…" he warned sternly.
"Relax, I'll take it after breakfast" she placated.
"You should take it now."
At this her smile dropped "hey I'm not that irresponsible Liam" the smile returned "besides its best to take it after a meal anyways."
"No it's not."
"It's not?"
"No"
"Then what was I thinking about?"
"Most general prescription meds."
She snapped her fingers "oh right! See this is why you're the brains of this partnership."
"And what are you?"
"We both know the answer to that" she went to leave only to be interrupted by Liam clearing his throat "what?"
"The pill?"
"Oh, well you know I don't have to take it now."
"Amy…"
"I actually still have a couple of days before-"
"Amy!"
"Ugh, alright fine" she rolled her eyes with a playful scowl and after rummaging through her luggage she held up a single pack of the pill "see? Happy now?"
She did this all in jest but it was quite apparent Liam didn't share her humor "are you feeling okay?"
"Babe, I am feeling fine~"
He didn't look convinced "are you sure?"
She struck a pose "trust me, I'm sure."
"…"
"Look, I'm going for some breakfast and I'll make sure to take this before" she interrupted as he opened his mouth "but I'm going to wash it down with some milk m'kay? M'kay."
And with that Liam was left alone with one thought on his mind.
"Milk?"
Meanwhile Amelia made it to the kitchens only to be graced with a sight that many a men would sell their left nut for, Ezraphel in short shorts, a tank top and apron cooking up breakfast in the kitchen.
'Well there goes my self confidence' she thought not so bitterly.
Upon noticing her Amelia could have sworn something flashed across the woman's expression before she gave a smile and greeted her.
"Good morning Amelia~"
"Morning" she greeted whilst looking around the kitchen "you're keeping busy."
"Ufufufu well I did say I would be cooking for you all" Ezraphel smiled "I hope you didn't think I only meant dinner."
Amelia went to reply only for her eyes to catch sight of clear glass filled with creamy white "I thought that was done" she spoke aloud seemingly without thought.
Ezraphel glanced at what she was looking at, a near full pitcher of milk "ah, well I made sure to get extra since Stanley loves his milk~"
"No kidding…" she trailed off staring at the pure white cream. Somehow she could actually smell it from where she stood and the sweetness she tasted hours before suddenly resurfaced causing her to unconsciously lick her lips.
"Amelia?"
Their eyes meet as Ezraphel regarded her with a rather complex expression that was a mixture of worry and…something else.
"Huh?"
"Are you alright?"
"Uh…" her gaze flicked to the white nectar for a moment "y-yeah, yeah I'm good um" she licked her lips again "hey so like…what milk brand did you get yesterday?"
Ezraphel glanced at the milk in the pitcher and so did Amelia. At the same time they returned to each other's gaze with Amelia doing her best to make it seem as if she hadn't been staring at the pitcher glass.
"I'm not quite sure of the brand" she answered.
"Oh, well that sucks."
There was a beat of silence as Amelia stared at the milk again only to be interrupted by Ezraphel "would you like to partake?"
Amelia's gaze snapped back to Ezraphel's whose expression as still…complex.
"Can I?"
"Of course~" the blonde practically crooned.
Amelia swallowed a bit before mumbling "I-I should get a glass."
"Oh allow me" and with that Ezraphel went to retrieve it.
Meanwhile for some reason Amelia was getting a bit anxious and excited. When Ezraphel came back she had glass as opposed to a cup and she made sure to hold both containers in plain view of Amelia as she poured a very generous amount. It was to the point where the frothy milk reached near the rim of the glass.
Once done Ezraphel held out the full glass towards the redhead "here, take it."
Amelia did just that reaching out only with slight trembling hands as she took the glass which was oddly lukewarm to the touch. Not that she cared as strangely fixated on the glass as she was.
*Tap*
"Hm, what's this?"
Once again Amelia was knocked out of her fugue state as Ezraphel pointed to "my pill."
The other woman tilted her head quizzically "pill? Do you have an ailment?" she asked with some concern.
"Ailment? No it's a morning after pill."
"Excuse me?"
"Contraception?" it took a moment for her to realize who she was talking to and the circumstances of her origin "right um, it's something to help keep me from getting pregnant."
Amelia completely missed the way how Ezraphel stiffened or how her hands clenched.
"I see" the blonde answered slowly as she stared at the packaged pill.
"Yeah, me and Liam had some fun earlier."
"What a coincidence" Ezraphel laughed "so did Stanley and I."
Amelia raised both eyebrows "oh?"
Ezraphel giggled a bit "I would love to discuss the finer details with you however duty beckons."
"Right, and I don't suppose you'd want my help with this?"
"I…" she paused "actually, I would appreciate the aid."
"Cool let me just" Amelia reluctantly placed down the milk and grabbed the packaged pill.
Ezraphel stared as Amelia got to opening the pill package. The moment she managed to get the pill out of its package she fumbled a bit dropping the pill onto the floor where it bounced under the refrigerator.
"Shit" Amelia hissed with a frown.
"Ah, that is unfortunate" the other woman commented plainly.
"Meh, I've got more where that came from."
And with that Amelia finally drank the milk and it was as if time slowed as she savored it. This time the milk seemed to have an overall more empowering taste and scent along with being oddly lukewarm. If she were to put a word to compare it to last night Amelia would say that this milk was fresher than the last. All too soon the white nectar was gone leaving Amelia to, for a moment, stare down the empty translucent glass.
"…!"
The woman started for a moment as she saw a flash of something red, white and unbelievable in the visage of where Ezraphel was. Yet when she removed the glass the woman was just standing there like normal.
"Are you alright?"
"I-yeah I just-"
*KRAKOOOM*
Startled yet again by the sound of thunder both women glared vaguely outdoors.
Amelia collected herself and groaned a bit "ugh, this weather is totally harshing my buzz."
"Indeed" Ezraphel agreed though Amelia was certain she didn't really know what the idiom meant.
Putting down the glass Amelia looked to the assorted ingredients on the counter "so, how can I help?"
In response Ezraphel gave her a beatific smile as the two women went to work on making breakfast for everyone.