Mary never living this one down.

You were right here all along

When the clock struck six, Nick and Rose returned to the Master’s Suite. Not that either of them knew that, of course. They slept late into the morning after their incredibly active night had used up a great amount of their energy.

As for when they finally did wake up, it was Nick who woke up first. He found himself rather exhausted and tired, and with a yawn on his lips, his eyes fluttered open and he stared up at a familiar ceiling bathed in gold.

Ah… so we made it back. He knew that would happen, of course; after all, there was no way that Dakota would leave the two of them trapped in Dream Alley. But it was reassuring to be back in his own bed in the morning.

Then he realized he was considering the Master’s Suite bed as his own. That thought sent a shiver down his spine- when did he start thinking in those terms?

“…Hmung… ah…”

Nick felt the soft sensation of fingers ghost over his chest. He turned over and saw Rose sleeping beside him, her curvaceous body cuddled up against his own. His expression softened and he smiled. She looked so tranquil, sleeping there- nothing like the woman he knew. Rose was saucy, loud, and vivacious, the kind of girl who always made herself known, to everyone.

He appreciated the tranquil sight of her in slumber; it reminded him just how beautiful she could be.

In fact…

Nick propped himself up on his elbow and watched her sleep. He felt that he was owed that, at the very least. After all, he and Rose had shared something wonderful together; it was only fitting then that he spend a bit more time with her. And it wasn’t like he had any intention of waking her up, either; if anyone had earned a rest, it was Rose.

Sadly, she couldn’t stay that way forever. While Nick gazed fondly at her resplendent countenance, Rose’s eyes fluttered slightly. Her lips twisted into a yawn and then she slowly opened her eyes, taking a second to adjust to what she saw.

The first thing she saw was Nick’s face, and the corners of her mouth turned up into a smile before she even finished processing that. She was just happy he was there.

When she finally woke up and registered that, she whispered, “good morning,” in a breathy voice oozing with so much sensuality that if Nick’s cock hadn’t gotten the mother of all workouts last night it would already be hardening with blood, ready to go for another round.

“Good morning,” Nick murmured back. They stayed that way for several moments, naked under the sheets, just gazing into each other’s eyes. Then Rose scooted closer to him, and he felt her long leg wrap around his.

“Well?” She murmured softly into his ear. “What should we do now, Nick? The sun’s barely up yet, after all…”

Nick blushed. He may not have had the stamina to go for another round, but Rose seemed determined to prove that wrong. He felt his heart skip a beat in his chest and he swallowed, his cheeks flushing at the desire he saw in her eyes.

What he wouldn’t give to just stay in bed with Rose for the rest of the morning and let her have her way with him- but sadly, that wasn’t an option right now.

“We… we should go,” Nick said, obviously flustered. He pulled away from Rose and nearly fell out of the bed doing so, before climbing up and trying not to look at her.

Rose wasn’t insulted by this in the slightest- rather, Nick’s hasty attempt to separate from her was rather amusing!

“Come on now, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” She tittered, the light smile on her face making it clear that she wasn’t really bothered by Nick trying to put some space between the two of them.

Nick turned red. “N-no, no, it wasn’t…” He stammered, shaking his head, before taking a few deep breaths. “I just… we can’t spend the whole day in bed together having sex!” He pointed out.

Rose smiled and batted her eyelashes. “And why not?” She purred.

Nick knew she was playing with him, and because he knew that, he was able to regain his composure. He took a deep breath and then sighed. “Rose, you know that wouldn’t be fair to the other girls,” he said plainly. “I need to spend time with everyone. You got to hog me for a whole day- I think that’s good enough, don’t you?”

Rose shook her head cheekily. “Not at all,” the replied. “In fact, I think I’m just getting started, mon amour.”

She sat up in bed, letting the sheets pool around her waist. This revealed her bare chest to Nick, the morning sun highlighting her curves nicely. Rose really was a vision to behold, with her creamy white skin and hourglass figure. It called all sorts of images to Nick’s mind, and he blushed as he looked at her, remembering how nice her body had felt to the touch. He could still feel the sensation of her breasts on his fingers.

But he wasn’t the kind of guy who would be ruled by his cock. Rose was gorgeous, yes, and the way she smiled made his stomach do flip-flops. But he owed to himself and all the other women in his life to not fall for her feminine wiles.

“You’re not going to seduce me,” he said when he finally managed to tear his gaze away from her breasts. “Just because I’m in love with you, that doesn’t mean I’m going to neglect everyone else in my life.”

Rose fought back the urge to turn scarlet when he told her that he loved her. Just hearing those words send a delicious tingle down her spine that warmed up her nethers and made her heart pound out a symphony. But if she melted like butter on a hot summer’s day, then that would mean Nick would get the upper hand in their little game.

And as much as she loved him, she didn’t want that.

“Oh, I’m not trying to seduce you,” Rose assured him, sliding out of bed and slinking over to Nick, still stark naked. She walked with a slight limp that Nick noted, but thanks to her skills as a professional actress she was able to conceal it pretty well.

And Nick wasn’t really focusing on her gait as much as he was the naked blonde approaching him with a seductive sway in her hips and a saucy smile on her lips.

“This is just teasing,” she breathed, sliding her fingers across his chest. “Believe me, when I try to seduce you… you’ll definitely know it.”

Nick swallowed, but still managed to separate from her. Trying to avert his gaze by sending his eyeballs dancing around the room, he lighted on Holly’s cage, and realized that it was empty.

“…Oh,” he noted, as something new caught his attention. He walked over to the cage with a curious look on his face. “Holly’s not here. I wonder where she is.”

“She probably stayed over with one of the other girls,” Rose said, twirling a lock of her hair absentmindedly as she sat back down on the bed. “After all, she wouldn’t have wanted to stay up here all by herself, you know. Not when her master is spending time with another woman and she can’t even watch.”

Rose was fond of Holly. The two of them had a strange closeness due to the nature of their relationship, going all the way back to when Rose had done her first challenge and teamed up with the short brunette. And while their relationship hadn’t really developed much recently, she was still fond of the little gremlin.

“I guess so,” Nick nodded, rubbing his chin. “I guess I’ve just been used to Holly always being there in the morning, you know?”

He realized how insane that sounded- what, he was used to his friend/sort-of lover being in her cage for when he needed her? That was a little…

But then, that was Holly.

“Well, you know what I’m used to in the mornings?” Rose asked, smiling playfully. “…Having a change of clothes.”

She raised a valid point. She was still stark naked, and Nick didn’t see any clothes around the room for her to put on.

Which led to her having an amusing idea.

“How about we call in a specialist, then?” She asked, getting out of bed and sauntering over to the phone. The Master’s Suite was the only place Nick had ever seen in a very long time that had a land line- an odd fixture in the modern era, but a bit of a necessity for the set, given the need to contact the producers expediently.

He also noticed how fluidly Rose guided around the suite, almost like she was staking her territory. She was treating the room like it was already hers; there was something arousing about that, and it brought to mind the thoughts he’d had back in the chapel, of Rose as his new bride, making herself right at home with him and starting to control all aspects of his domestic life.

And she was quite good at it, too, leaning against the counter and twirling her finger through the cord of the phone as she called up the front desk.

Nick shook his head as his actual wife’s face popped into view. He still had Mary, after all, and he wasn’t sure about marrying someone else. Sure, she’d given him permission to be in relationships with other women, and she even had a transformation that specifically aroused her at the idea of Nick marrying other people.

But he still owed it to her to have a conversation about it before he made any sudden decisions. And besides, maybe Rose didn’t want to get married after all!

The moment that thought crossed his mind it was summarily dismissed. After all, he remembered full well how much Rose had loved wearing that dress. And he remembered their conversation from the movies, where she’d said plainly how much she’d loved wearing that dress and how much she wanted to wear it again.

Oh, yeah, Rose was the kind of girl who wanted to be a bride, that much was certain. His bride, in fact, and that was certainly something to look forward to alright.

Nick sucked in air as Rose hung up the phone, flashing her piercing blue eyes his way. She licked her lips and sauntered over to him, running her fingers across his collar.

“They’re sending someone up in about half an hour,” she breathed. “You might want to get ready to entertain guests. Maybe we could… take a shower?”

Nick blushed, remembering their bath from last night.

“…Okay,” he said, nodding. “But just a shower.”

“Oui, of course,” Rose tittered, batting her eyelashes like an innocent babe. “Nothing else, obviously. Just a shower.”

And, in fact, it was just a shower.

Not for lack of trying on Rose’s part, of course. Nick had been gracious enough to take a shower with her, and of course Rose tried to seize as much advantage as she could. She had quite a pair of wandering hands, and Nick felt like she was touching him even more than she was soaping herself up.

“You know,” Rose purred, her breath hot in his ear, “there are all sorts of things we could do together… would you like to dry me off with a towel?”

“I think you can manage that on your own,” Nick said, turning off the shower once they were both clean. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited as hell right now.”

His throbbing erection reinvigorated at last, spoke to that.

“…But we need to get ready for the morning,” he said plainly. “It’s almost 9:00.”

Rose let out a frustrated sigh and puffed up her cheeks. But again, Nick knew she was just playing. With a giggle she leaned up and planted a kiss on his lips, before pulling back and sauntering out of the shower to dry off and brush her hair.

Nick watched her out of the corner of his eye as he wiped himself down. She really was something. She brushed her hair while facing the mirror, letting it set into the natural curls that danced around her neck and chin. She really was beautiful. A lot of women supplemented their good looks with touches of makeup, but Rose was so gorgeous she didn’t need anything it looked like. She seemed just as lovely today as she always did.

The only thing she added was a thin layer of red lipstick to make her lips pop out. Nick didn’t want to know where THAT had come from.

A knock struck the door. Rose turned on her heel and offered him a saucy smile.

“Can you get that, honey?” She purred, acting like they were already married. The flash in her eyes as she said that made Nick blush.

He nodded, walking out of the bathroom and throwing on some clothes. Nothing too fancy, just whatever he could find in his closet.

Nick didn’t register who would obviously be at the door until he threw it open and saw who it was.

“Kim? Oh, yeah, of course it would be you,” he said, eyes wide with surprise.

Kim stood in the entryway wearing some seductive black lace, and with a smile of delight she invited herself into the room.

“Good morning, Nick,” she smiled, giving him a wink. “I take it you had an enjoyable night?”

Nick was still hard. He couldn’t help himself. YOU try getting rid of an erection when there’s a gorgeous, naked blonde who loves showing off her body to get you aroused!

“Hey, Kim,” he greeted her, stepping aside so she wouldn’t have to push her way into the Master’s Suite.

“Got a call from Rose this morning,” Kim said, scanning the room for the elusive, seductive blonde. “Said she needed a change of clothes… you horndog!”

She socked him in the shoulder playfully. “You couldn’t resist, could you? I bet you just went right up and tore her outfit off of her, poor thing!”

Nick noted how excited Kim seemed at the prospect.

“It’s a long story,” he mumbled. “Apparently, clothes don’t make the transition back from Dream Alley; we were both stark naked.

“Interesting, interesting…” Kim stroked her chin thoughtfully. “And where is your lovely date, by the way?”

“Right here, of course,” Rose said, strolling into the room. Even naked she looked gorgeous, cutting an imposing figure in everyone’s eyes.

“Oh, hey,” Kim said, turning to Rose. “I got the clothes you ordered. Should be decently priced, since you didn’t want the underwear.”

Nick snapped his head over to Rose and stared at her in shock. Rose blushed, but her shameful expression only lasted for a moment before she regained her composure and shrugged.

“I have underwear back in my room,” she scoffed. “But I figured that since this was as good of a chance as any, I might as well take advantage of it.”

She batted her eyelashes at Kim. “So where’s my order, then?”

Kim walked over to her and handed her a long box. Rose set it down and tore it open, lifting out a rather lovely-looking cheerleading outfit.

“And you even got it in purple!” She gushed, smiling like a little girl who’d gotten a pony for Christmas. “Thank you, Kim!”

Kim just shrugged. “It’s 200 BP,” she warned Rose. “You sure you want to pay that much?”

“Well…”

Rose’s eyes flickered over to Nick, and she batted her eyelashes at him. “Considering I’m planning to wear it in order to get one of the bounties checked off my checklist, it wouldn’t really make sense for me to buy it myself…” She hinted.

And she raised a valid point. The challenge she was trying to meet, spending a full day dressed as a cheerleader, would only get her 300 BP. If she had to spend 200 BP just to get the costume, that only left 100 BP as her gross take-in.

At that point, was it even worth it?

“…Fine,” Nick sighed, rolling his eyes. “I’ll pay for you, sound good?”

“Oh, yay!” Rose gushed, throwing her arms around him and pressing her chest up into his. “Thank you, sweetheart, you’re just the best! What more could a gold digger like me ask for?”

Nick rolled his eyes at her lame joke but played along anyway. “I just want my baby to have nice tings,” he replied, and they both laughed.

Even Kim cracked a smile.

“I still get my commission though, right?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. “Because that’s very important!”

100 BP wasn’t much. But just because Rose was considering turning it down, that didn’t mean Kim felt the same way.

Any little bit helped.

“Yeah, I think so,” Nick said. “You should, anyway.”

He handed Kim the card Sylvia had given him at the very beginning of this twisted show. The transaction went through immediately; she didn’t even have to scan it.

Kim: 3500 BP + 100 BP = 3600 BP

“Phew, that’s a relief,” Kim sighed.

While they were handling the financial transaction, Rose was already preparing herself to enjoy her costume.

“Okay!” She called, stepping out of the bathroom. “I’m ready! What do you think?”

Nick turned to her, and suddenly the notion of “thinking” had completely escaped his mind. His jaw dropped.

Rose was gorgeous. He felt like he’d been acknowledging that a lot this morning, but it deserved to be said.

Rose wore the cheerleader outfit like it was natural. Which was a bit surprising, given that she was French instead of an American. Did the French even have cheerleaders? Maybe that was something he should have asked about while they were on their date.

Well, even if they did, he was certain they didn’t look as beautiful as this. Rose wore a pleated purple skirt and a white shirt with purple trim, so tight it was practically glued to her body. It made her breasts shake with every step (the no bra helped with that quite a bit) and with every shake of her pom-poms as she strolled into the room.

She batted her eyelashes playfully and stuck out her tongue, looking every bit like she was a sultry schoolgirl at a pep rally ready to have fun with the boy she fancied behind the bleachers.