Hope for the Future

You and Morgana spent the next several hours wrapped up in each other. With your powers unleashed, you both took turns worshiping each other with insatiable lust. As the fires began to dim down to smoldering embers, your sex became more loving and intimate. Your bodies fused together, and you showered each other in words of adoration. Even though Morgana was definitively the dominant person in this relationship, she treated you like a king yourself with praises and loving acts of intimacy.

When your carnal desires were fulfilled, you laid in bed staring at the ceiling. Morgana was resting peacefully in the crook of your arm. Her lower half had deformed in order to completely engulf you from the waist down. It was a loving embrace that only a slime was capable of. You thought about how you felt.

Never in your life had you felt so strongly about someone else. No one had ever made you feel as special as Morgana did either. Why had you wasted so much time killing yourself over Stephanie? Every time you thought about it, it made less sense. She treated you like shit. She used you. Even when Morgana “used” you as a chair, you felt loved and playful. It was different than breaking your back for a decade for someone for absolutely nothing but heartbreak and betrayal in return. If Morgana made you feel the best you ever had, then you needed to become the best you’ve ever been. You decided it was time to start living again.

That process started with the home. There were two people living here, and you needed to make it a place where the two of you could live comfortably. Morgana might be okay fucking and living wherever right now, but you needed to make your apartment functional for the both of you. You grabbed your cell phone and began browsing the internet. You didn’t have a ton of money right now, but you knew exactly what your first purchase should be.

Looking through a popular furniture site, you browsed a selection of beds. You wanted something big enough for the both of you even if Morgana always engulfed your body when you slept. If Lexi ended up joining you too, you wanted there to be room for her. It needed to be sturdy as well. Something told you that a reinforced bed frame was a must. Eventually you settled on a nice king size bed with a plush pillowtop mattress and reinforced box spring. It was going to be perfect. You’d have to finance it, but that wasn’t an issue. Rush delivery? Yeah.

After that you ordered some sheet sets and invested in some waterproof mattress covers, a good investment you suspected. Maybe it was a bit of shopping therapy, but you felt good with your purchases. It wasn’t just a bed to you. It was the first time since the divorce that you had done something that reflected the hope you had for the future.