Intermission - Alice and Fernanda (Part 1).

It wasn’t a long night, but it WAS very fun. After a round with everyone, they all fell asleep in Oliver’s bed, which was large enough to comfortably fit them all. Fern stirred as she woke up, but barely even opened her eyes. It was a Saturday morning and she’d switched her shifts at the coffee shop to have the full weekends free. That meant she had to work more during the week, but Maria was very flexible and Isabelle had no issues with taking over Saturdays.

Fern sighed contently, feeling her hand resting on Oliver’s hard, toned chest. She heard him breathing softly and knew he was still asleep. She pursed her lips in a visible effort to hold back the impulse to climb over him and wake him up with an early cowgirl. But she had to let him sleep. Regardless of what he said, he had been working until late last night and he needed to rest. The same went double for Diana, who didn’t have the energy boost Oliver had, or at least not to the same level. Besides, just waking up beside him, feeling his naked body against her own, was already a crazy luxury. It made her heart race and woke her up fully even against her own wishes to sleep for a bit longer.

She then felt movement on the bed. Someone was… getting up? Yeah, she heard what she believed to be someone’s feet on the floor. She blinked, opened her eyes and raised her head.

Alice was on her feet, wearing her panties and putting on one of Oliver’s black T-shirts. It was kind of a perfect fit, since Oliver was a lot bulkier than Alice but she had a lot more chest to fill the t-shirt. The blonde noticed Fern moving and turned to her with a smile.

“Sorry, did I wake you?” she spoke in whispers. “Don’t worry, just stay in bed. I’ll go get started on breakfast before Oliver feels like he needs to do it.”

Fern drowsily nodded and watched Alice walk out of the bedroom. She put her head back on the pillow… and immediately rose again, shaking her head. She was already awake and Alice was going to make breakfast for everyone. The least she could do as a guest here was help, right?

It was a little tricky to get out of bed without waking anyone else up. Everyone looked fast asleep, though. She had to hold in a giggle when she saw Diana and Noelle practically cuddling together, the younger girl’s head comfortably resting on the older woman’s chest.

…

They really were extremely comfortable with each other, weren’t they? It was a cute sight. For contrast, Mila had unconsciously taken advantage of the extra space to turn and throw her leg over the bed sheets, which was a funny sight.

Fern put on her own T-shirt and panties and quietly exited the bedroom and learned that the big house was a little eerie this time in the morning. Everything was quiet. She hurried down the stairs, and the loud meowing led her to the kitchen.

“Wait a second, Cake. I’m trying to remember which of these is Red’s breakfast…” Alice said, looking for something in the open fridge. “Ah, this is it.”

Cake and Red, Oliver’s cat and Diana’s dog, were sitting on the kitchen floor waiting for Alice to feed them. Or rather, Red was waiting patiently while Cake meowed loudly and paced back and forth from her bowl to Alice’s legs.

“Can I help?” Fern asked, accidentally startling Alice.

“Jesus!” The blonde jumped, then chuckled in relief when she saw Fern.

“Sorry, sorry!”

“No, it’s fine, don’t worry.” Alice laughed. “I just didn’t expect anyone to be up yet.”

“I… wanted to help out. I was already awake, anyway.”

Alice smiled. “Then… would you mind refilling their bowls with water for now?” she asked, nodding towards Cake and Red.

“Sure.”

Their bowls weren’t fully empty, but they did need a refill. After confirming that tap water was okay, Fern filled both up and set them down next to where Alice had set their breakfast.

“Wait,” she told Red, who patiently waited with his tail wagging. Next to him, Cake also waited, but with more of a… confused tilt of her head than obeying the actual command. “Eat.”

Red eagerly leaned down and began to dig into his bowl of raw meat, followed by Cake eating her bowl of wet food.

“Diana always does it,” Alice explained with a small smiled. “Figured I shouldn’t mess with that routine.”

“I can’t believe Cake also waited,” Fern said, giggling. “I didn’t think cats could be trained.”

“I think she was just curious,” Alice said, laughing along. “She’s well behaved and Oliver taught her well, but she still mostly does her own thing. Either that or she only listens to him.”

Alice went to cupboard and took out a bag of bread. “Do you like french toast?”

“Yes, actually. A lot.”

“I’m glad. It’s one of the few things I can confidently make. Can you set the table for now? The mugs are over there,” Alice said, gesturing to another cupboard. “By the way… You’re not cold, are you?”

“Hm? Oh, I guess I’m not…” Fern looked down at herself and realized she was fairly underdressed. So was Alice, for that matter. “You?”

“Me neither, which is… surprising. I’m terrible with the cold, but the house is… warmer than I expected it to be.”

Fern nodded. For how big it was, and being in the middle of fall, she realized they should’ve been a lot colder.

“Gonna have to ask Oliver about that,” Alice said. “Could be a feature of the house or…”

“Something to do with magic?” Fern asked.

“Yeah…” Alice said with a wry smile.

The two girls got to work. Fern set the table while Alice boiled water, made an egg mix and brought out some cereal and a bottle of yogurt. They were silent as they worked, and that made Fern keenly aware of who she was with.

Last night, she and Alice had… suck Oliver’s cock together. They even… made out with it between them. They’d even shared his cum.

Fern’s heart began to beat faster and faster. She didn’t know if she should bring that up or not, if it was better to let it be or talk about it, and it had her quietly on the verge of panicking. But then…

“Hey, Fernanda? About last night…” Alice began.

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