May I Help You? (R,C,M)

Richard left Dr.Petrov in the kitchen after sitting with her as she made some coffee. She’d made a dry joke about not having any coffee the past few days to deal with the goat that lived with her and Felicia screaming in the mornings.

He’d hoped that everyone could’ve had more privacy, but he’d confirmed with Genet that his dedicated “date” needed to stay in the building. The host had reminded him that his therapist would be able to earn bonus points from watching from his desk, or that she could climb the leaderboard if she participated. He just didn’t share that information with Maeve. Luna had convinced him to try engaging with everyone’s advances, but he didn’t want to rush things more himself.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed when he heard the front door open and close. Barely a moment later, Aubrey came in.

She was beautiful, and exactly as he remembered. Her perfect blonde hair had been pulled back, letting him see as much of her as possible.

She was wearing the same emerald set of lingerie that she’d been wearing their first time sleeping together. He looked at her lovingly, letting his eyes wander down as saw his girlfriend again like this after too long. The top was lacey, starting at her shoulders. Stitched leaves narrowly hid her nipples and her modest breast. The lace kept going down to her stomach, hugging her hips as it left the middle bare in an open heart to display her toned abdomen.

And further down, it was even better. The set had a miniskirt barely long enough to cover anything at all. Stockings and a garter belt connected to the skirt, highlighting her thighs. He watched the skirt flutter as she blushed under his inspection, like it was offering to show him everything else they both knew he’d be seeing soon.

“Is it what you were hoping for?” She asked. In the time between when she’d left the bar and now much of her confidence had faded.

But he was there to give it back to her. “You look…perfect. I’ve missed this more than I thought I knew. And trust me, that’s saying a lot.”

She stepped closer to him. “After our first night here, I was worried we were done. But after seeing your heart’s desire the past two days, it’s been reassuring that you still love me.”

He nodded, stepping within a breath of her. “Yesterday morning it felt like I couldn’t take my hands off of you. It was like that at the bar too.” He gently placed his left hand under her cheek. “I’m glad it happened. But yesterday morning I had my reservations, still feeling like I needed to protect you like I tried on our first night together. My anxieties felt like they were smoothed over when you kissed me. Do you know why I’ve been feeling like this?”

Aubrey nodded, ready to explain. “That sounds like the transformation that Genet gave me, Security Blanket. I’ve been feeling it at times too. It’s supposed to suppress our inhibitions while one of us is touching the other. If you remember from the intro to psych class we took together, I think it’s tamping down our ego, letting the id take control.

He took his hand away, making sure that she’d have control over herself when she answered. “And are you comfortable with that?”

“I trust you.”

He brought his left hand back to her cheek and wrapped his right hand around her waist, pulling her in. She gasped at how eagerly he dove into the next kiss. As she fell into Security Blanket a moment after him, she moved the hand at her waist down to her ass. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. He could feel the bare skin of her butt, and she moaned as he squeezed.

They broke from the kiss to come up for air. “Wow.” Aubrey said, surprised by his fervor.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve asked first.” He apologized. He started to peel away his hand from her rear.

But she whispered for him to stop. “Stay there.”

So he stayed in roughly his position, caressing her either end. “Should either of us take anything off?”

“What do you want?” She asked, trying to give him back the choice.

“May I help you undress?” It’d been something they’d done dozens of times together. It’d almost become like a ritual, reminding each other of their devotion.

She nodded and sat down on the bed waiting for him.

He got down on one knee, unhooked the garters and pulled the miniskirt down over her hips. He looked her over again, noticing the damp spot that had developed in the green cotton of the tiny skirt he was holding.

Richard got back up, climbing behind her to find the zipper. He slowly wound it down holding her hip in one hand and the zipper in the other. He was doing his best to take things slowly and gently for her. As the clasp was pulled down and became level with her hips, a sigh escaped her. He came even closer behind her, brushing against her as he unwrapped her from the green lingerie that she’d come in with.

Aubrey Conners, +10VP (Nude for Master) (First!)

Aubrey Conners, +3VP (Seen Dick's Dick)

She turned towards him, offering everything she had to display. It was her turn now and so she wordlessly put a hand on his shirt, waiting for him to respond.

“Go ahead.”

So as gently as he had tried to touch her, she pulled off his shirt. She held his bicep for a moment and had to resist the pull of her transformation to abandon the gentleness of their ritual, to just yank his clothes off and beg for him to make love to her and recommit to them.

But she held, meeting his eyes as she held his shirt. What did he need to resist?

If there were any urges that he’d fought, he didn’t make it obvious. So Aubrey bent down to remove the shorts he’d put on for their tennis match. She carefully pulled and bent the elastic over the bulge that had returned. His boxers came next and soon they were both laying aside each other naked.

He realized something had slipped his mind as the moment became more real. “Should we look for a condom?”

“Not if you don’t want to.” His girlfriend offered. “Luna convinced me to start taking the birth control pills in our bathroom. I can stop whenever you want though.” She seemed hopeful that he’d tell her to stop.

“We can talk about that in the future if we want. But for now I think that’s good. Do you want to lie down?”

She got on the bed. It’d been a long time since either of them had done something like this, and so despite their familiarity it was still awkward.

Richard climbed into bed after her. He felt unsure of himself taking the lead, so he just tried to run his hand down her leg while preparing.

That helped more than he had planned. He realized what he wanted to do and swept his hands across her. He peppered her with kisses starting at the subtle crest of her breasts and moving up her neck, ignoring her whimpers as she squirmed under him.

“Please.” She begged. “Put it in.”

Richard ran his thumb along her lower lips once, then twice. He pressed himself against her and entered.

She gasped and pulled him close. “I love you.” She said in between gasps and whimpers. She felt him pump inside her and it was ecstasy. She’d waited for so long and been so patient for him. He was back now, the love of her live. “Please.”

Please?”

“Please.” She angled him towards her neck. It was getting hard to talk as he thrust into her. Please. Please please please please please.”

He went back to kissing her neck, listening to her whimper in his ear.

“More, please.”

He was in the heat of the moment as much as his lover was and lifted her up at the waist to get a better angle.

“I’m so close, baby. Please. Kiss me.”

He moved from her neck to her face and he felt her tense.

“I- oh baby!”

Aubrey Conners, +2VP (Orgasmed in front of the Master)

As she tensed and pulsed through her orgasm, he lost control. The tightening of her walls **** him to release, and as his cum filled her they both slumped onto the bed.

“I wish we could stay here forever.” Aubrey said.

“The island?”

“Maybe the island. Definitely the bed”

Aubrey Conners, +20VP (Sex) (First Bonus)

***

They just cuddled for a while. Aubrey was leaning against him, threatening to drift to sleep as he ran his fingers across her scalp. This was probably the calmest he’d felt this week. The normal anxieties his mind brought him when things grew quiet were absent, **** out of focus as he brushed his girlfriend's hair

Maeve tapped on the door. “It sounds like things have grown quieter. May I come in?”

Richard swept a blanket over them. “Sure.” He said quietly. “Aubrey’s a bit tired.”

His therapist came into his bedroom, she took a look at both of them, and came directly to his side of bed. “From the sound of things, it went well?”

Richard looked at Aubrey, who was now sound asleep. “I think so.”

Dr.Petrov smiled at them. “That’s good to hear. There’s more I’d like to talk about, but I’d like to make sure that Aubrey’s being taken care of first. I reached out to your friend Luna, she’ll be bringing dinner over for the two of us when she comes to bring fresh clothes for her roommate.”

Just for the two of us. “Thanks for doing that.” He’d known that Aubrey was only supposed to be there for part of the afternoon. But now that she was in his arms, he didn’t want her to leave. “I know this is what she came for, but are you sure she can’t stay?”

The older woman sighed. “There’s… things… I had wanted to discuss with you privately. There will still be plenty of time in the future for you both to see each other.”

Maeve was right as always, even if he didn’t like it. “Alright. She needs sleep anyways.”

Dr.Petrov pursed her lips, deciding how to say the next part. “While we’re waiting for Luna, would you mind taking a shower? I didn’t want to bring it up earlier while we were both focusing on her.”

His face burned. I knew we should’ve cleaned up before lunch. He rolled Aubrey off of him and sat up, only to expose his chest to Maeve. He hastily grabbed a blanket to cover himself. “I’m so sorry. I’ll take that shower now.”

“I appreciate that.” His “date” gave him a reassuring smile. “I’ll wait for Luna in the kitchen.” She left the room again, and a moment afterwards he left to bathe. Afterwards, he could learn what Maeve wanted.