Midnight visit

You strip out of your clothes leaving only your underwear on. The flashes of lightning outside are quickly followed by loud rumbles of thunder that drown out the onslaught of rain. Might be difficult to sleep tonight. You have a large double bed in your room, which is way more comfier than the bed in your apartment. As your thoughts drift you remember the bottle that was in Charlie's drawn.

"What was it again?" You ask yourself as you grab your phone. "Apoth? Arpath? Arfo? Oh! Aphro." You quickly type into the search engine 'Google two'. Scrolling through you find a site for something called Aphro trails. The site had a lot of useless text but further in you got what you were looking for.

'Aphro products were being recalled as soon as they were shipped off. It is supposed to enhance the pleasure of both users to bring new, safe and legal heights to sexual encounter. An underlying effect of the Aphro lube product was affecting the mental capabilities of anyone using it. Another company, contracted by the military, took over the handling of the product in an attempt to make a non-lethal device to pacify any opposition with their focus into the underlying effect.' The article was dated five years ago.

The original company made sex related toys and products but the Aphro should've stopped five years ago, instead someone seems to have made a black market version and upgraded the design. The only question is whether it was a good upgrade or...

There's a knock at your door. You check the time and it's been almost an hour since you started. There's another knock followed by the door opening. "Michael?" A girl squeaks out. Sam steps into the room, wrapped up in a blanket. "Can I sleep in-" A bright flash of lightning fills your room, illuminating Sam. Her eyes are wide and her face paler than normal, much like it was in the car.

The accompanying thunder booms overhead which causes Sam to drop to the ground in a ball. You jump out of bed and go to her. Her hands grab yours as she hugs herself against your arms, the shape of her small breasts pressed into them. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" She whispers desperately. Her hands shake and her breathing is ragged.

"Yes of course, what's going on though?" She looks up at you, her mouth open.

Lightning strikes the sky. She winces. Thunder roars. She snuggles into your arms. "With everything today and being in a new place... My... I'm..." You scoop her up into your arms. Her head cradled against your chest and her legs draped over your other arm.

"You're scared of the thunder." Some colour returns to her face. You carry her to your bed and gently place her down then she rolls over towards the middle as you climb in. She lies facing you, throws the blanket out of bed and takes your hand.

"I've not had to do this for years." She whispers. "I feel so silly."

"Don't. There are plenty of people with an irrational fear, not all of them get over it."

"Yeah I know. But thunder, is just so-"

"Adorable." Lightning flashes. Her eyes are wide, this time not in shock.

"I am not adorable!" Sam pouts with thin lips. Thunder roars again yet she remains still, her eyes locked on yours and her hand tightly holding you.

"Want me to hold you as you sleep?" You offer. She blushes brighter than her freckles.

"Y-yes please." You push her over and shift behind her so her covered back is against your bare chest. Your legs rest along the back of her smooth bare legs as you cover her with your arm across her small chest. "Michael! What are you d-doing?"

"Holding you." You shift slightly closer, her round ass lightly touching your waist. "I just figure it'll be more comfortable." She relaxes into your hold.

"I guess so..." You close your eyes and relax as Sam's breathing goes back to normal. As sleep starts to take hold you hear a quiet whisper.

"I love you Michael."

You mumble a response through tiredness. "I love you too... Samantha."

And then sleep hits you.