Alice wants to be better.

I sat with my bare ass on the cold, hard floor and my back against the cold, hard wall, cuddling with Alice sitting on my lap with her own back against my chest. It wasn’t as uncomfortable as I make it sound, but still, I wasn’t gonna let Alice sit on the floor and feel anything other than pleasure and comfort while we were together. I think that’s actually in my job description.

I had my arms around her waist as she leaned back with her head turned to me. We made out languidly and tenderly, drinking the mix of saliva trying to quench the lingering thirst for the other.

“Wanna go again?” Alice asked me, rubbing her nose on mine.

I chuckled. “We have to eat food, too. Well, I could skip it, but you shouldn’t.”

Alice giggled. “I swallowed two of your loads, so I’m feeling kinda full.” We laughed together, then Alice cupped my cheek and looked me in the eyes. “Sorry about that last thing. I know you like coming inside. It was just…”

“Better not risk leaking or leaving any evidence, right?” I nodded. “Don’t worry. I get it. And seeing you swallow is also pretty hot.”

If I had come inside her, the semen wouldn’t have gone to some unknown dimension. It would’ve leaked out of her and she would’ve had to clean it up with toilet paper or something. Swallowing was the best way to avoid any risks.

We kept quiet for a moment, enjoying the warmth of the other’s body against us. At least, that was what I was doing until I noticed Alice had something in her mind. She looked thoughtful, staring up at the blue sky while mindlessly caressing my hands.

“Alice? What is it?”

“A random, dangerous thought,” she said, smiling wryly. “Oliver, if… If you didn’t… If this harem thing hadn’t worked out… Do you see yourself only dating me? Rather, do you think things would work out if it was only the two of us?”

I ignored the churning of my stomach. That was never a pleasant thought, but Alice’s question didn’t come from wanting to test me, but from a place of personal insecurity. Once more our connection helped me circumvent the dangers of potential misunderstandings.

I held her closer, kissing her shoulder and nodding. “I do, which is what makes the idea of having to choose one of you so damn painful. Alice, you’re hardworking, passionate, reliable, disciplined and caring. Hell, even before we started dating, when we were little more than acquaintances through Isabelle, you still worried about me. You always stopped to say hello and ask me how I was doing, but I was too… withdrawn to even answer with more than a nod and a word. I’m sorry about that. I knew I was being rude, but…”

Alice shook her head. “No, I understand. You had your issues and I was meddling.”

“No. I always appreciated that you at least tried to care. You’ve always been kind, and I love that about you. When Isabelle would drag me to help you with student council stuff, you always scolded her for being rude about it, too. And not to mention how skilled you are at what you love, be that tinkering with cars or driving them. I said it before and the others agree with me. You’re really cool, Alice. We all wish we could be a little more like you.”

Alice smiled, though she then looked down with a faint grimace. “I’m nothing special. The others are passionate, caring and reliable, too, maybe even more than me. And when it comes to our interests… I’m so dull. All I know, all I do is studies and cars. You’re the one that’s cool, Oliver. You’re the one I want to be like.”

“What? Me? Why?”

“Because you can’t make a relationship like ours work with amazing sex alone,” she told me. “I don’t think I’m anything special, but you always make me feel like I am, like just now. Despite not sharing the same interests as us, you’re still always interested. You can talk with me about cars, talk with Mila about fashion, talk with Grace about academics, talk to Sarah about sports and mental health, talk to Noelle about her streaming thing, and Diana already seems super comfortable with you, too. And it’s not just us. You’ve even gotten to the point where you can talk to the guys, and not just Thomas. Ben, Kevin, Mark and some other of your classmates. I think you’re amazing. In contrast, I… I can’t even talk about games or music with you.”

“That’s not…”

“It’s important to me,” she said, cutting me off before I could finish. “The hugs, the kisses, the sex… It’s all very nice, but… I want to make you feel special, too, Oliver. Because you’re not special for having magic sex powers. You’re special because you make me the happiest I’ve ever been, because I feel unconditionally loved and at times I feel I don’t deserve it. I… I know you like my body, I know you like touching me, and I love that you do. But I also know it’s more than just that, and I don’t think I’m worthy of it. I want to be… better. For you and for myself.”

“...” She got me. Before I could even say she was fine the way she was, she threw my own words at me. I smiled and kissed her forehead. What could I say to that? “Is there any way I can help?”

Alice giggled. “See? That’s exactly what I mean. And yes, you can help.” She turned around, sitting on my lap facing me. She held my face and pressed her forehead against mine. “Teach me more about yourself, let me spend more time with you. I want to learn about games, about music. I want to know your favorite foods, your favorite colors. I want to know what you think about, what makes you happy, what makes you sad. I love you, Oliver, and I want to show it to you with more than just sex.”

“We’ll have plenty of time for that when we start living together,” I told her playfully.

“Correct. But I want to start now.”

I kissed her again, softly and tenderly. When I pulled away, I looked into her beautiful blue eyes. “Then… Want to come to my place after school?”

“Yes. I need to do something at my brother’s workshop first, though. It should be quick. M-My car is at my house but a new part I bought was delivered to his shop. Um… Want to come with me? My brother’s been bugging me that I talk about you a lot but never bring you over, so…”

“I don’t mind. I was also thinking that I should maybe pay your brother a visit.”

“Thanks. Now let’s go and actually eat food. I don’t feel like testing whether or not you can survive on a sex-only diet.”

…

That was an interesting question, actually. But yeah, something to test another time.

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