Getting Better

Kylie was understanding of how you felt, you went through the motions but everything felt hollow. She tried to cheer you up with sex but while the body was willing your mind was elsewhere, it wasn't just Amy, it was Anna and what had once seemed like a taboo now felt like a betrayal. Nyx wasn't her normal chatty self around you, though she spent a good amount of time with you you felt she too had closed herself off from you.

This was no way to live, for any of you, Kylie threw herself into her work with you offering nothing to her. She deserved better, you all did especially now that it was December, Kylie's favorite month of the year. As you did your morning chores with Nyx you decided to try and break the silence.

"Nyx," you said, "are we good?"

"Yea," said Nyx who jumped a little when you spoke, "why wouldn't we be."

"It's just that since," you still couldn't say it, "the past weeks, we don't really talk."

"Well you know I'm not good with words."

"Yea," you said.

"It's just," she paused and you could see her eyes darting like she was running through the conversation in her head, "you chose Kylie over Amy, but you don't seem happy, neither of you do."

She had you there, "I want to be happy with Kylie," you said, "but the way things ended with Amy."

Nyx shrugged.

"Why did you stay?"

Nyx paused, "I," she paused, "you saved me, I felt like I owed you."

Ouch, she didn't stay because she thought of you as a friend, she stayed because she felt she owed you.

"I don't have anywhere to go anyway."

You stopped what you were doing, you were always aware you didn't keep friends but it was becoming glaringly apparent that you were the problem. You stood frozen, at this point Kylie seemed to be the only person in the world who cared about you and you couldn't even give her what she wanted.

"Dave," said Nyx who wasn't paying attention to you, she turned and read your face, "oh, oh I'm sorry, Dave I just, shit."

"It's fine," you said.

"No, fuck, I'm sorry, you know how I am with words, I didn't mean I only stayed because I had ****," Nyx paused, "Nicki offered to take me too."

"You knew she was coming?" you asked.

"Yes, but I didn't know she was going to take Amy or punch you and I didn't know she was coming so quickly," Nyx now looked like she was afraid you'd explode at her, "Dave I'm sorry, they begged me not to tell you once Nicki got here but I had to do something."

You pulled Nyx in for a hug, it wasn't even a conscious action it was just something you felt you needed to do.

"So, you're not mad?"

"No Nyx, and I'm really happy you stayed."

"Thanks," said Nyx with a little smile, "is kinda lonely here though."

"Yea," you said, "hopefully Ky is working on that."

You went back to your house, there was Christmas music playing inside, Ky was spread out in the bedroom she'd turned into an office. She seemed oblivious to the music, stressing about whatever she was working on. You came up behind her and rubbed her shoulders just under her neck and she let out a satisfied groan dropping her pen and leaning back into the chair.

"That feels really good," she said.

You massaged her for a few minutes working any knots you could fine and when you finished you kissed her cheek. She looked up at you, her eyes pleading for more. You kissed her softly at first but she took the initiative kissing you back, forcing her tongue into your mouth. She got out of her chair feverishly undoing your pants.

"Let's take this to bed," she said.

You didn't want to wait you wanted her here now.

"No," you said pulling her pants down, "here," you turned her and bent her over the desk.

"Ok," she said with a smile.

You slid into her and she let out a satisfied moan, "god I need it."

You held her waist pushing her against the desk as you thrusted into her, Kylie grasping the edge of the desk. Kylie was on edge, pent up desire that had gone unfulfilled was released with each thrust. You focused on her, what she wanted, "harder," she pleaded, the desk shaking with each thrust, "right fucking there."

Kylie came hard, her whole body shivering as she leaned back into you but you weren't done with her, not by a long shot. You pulled her arms back for leverage and fucked her into the desk. You could hear how wet she was with each thrust and it didn't take long for orgasm to overtake her again this time moaning even louder. As her orgasm passed you pulled out and turned Kylie to face you, kissing her as you fumbled with the buttons on her top, eventually you got so fed up you ripped it open drawing a gasp from Kylie who seemed more concerned with undoing her bra for you than what had become of her shirt.

You sat her on the edge of the desk and entered her forcefully, your lips pressed to hers your hands on her waist. It was hard and fast, Kylie laid back, you sucking on her nipple for dear life, her nails digging into your shoulder and as she came again so did you burying yourself deep inside her. You both breathed hard still wrapped around each other.

"I needed that," said Kylie after a minute or so.

"We both did," you said, your head resting on her chest, her heartbeat in your ear.

You laid in this awkward position for a few minutes before letting Kylie up. She went to the shower and you followed and what started as a slow soak turned into you fingering her. You barely dried before taking her again on the bed, she was just as insatiable as you and neither of you wanted it to end. After burying yourself in Kylie again you fell asleep wrapped around her, it was your normal bed time but early for her. After about an hour you woke up to her getting out of bed.

"Where are you going?" you asked.

"Well I was in the middle of some work," she said, "but, never mind."

She slid back into bed next to you and with a kiss you drifted back off to a good night's sleep for the first time in too long.