Love and Other Stories (R,C)

“Since you have me here…” Aubrey batted her eyelashes at him, still being held tight in his arms after Ava left. “Is there anything you want us to be doing?”

They both were aware now that Security Blanket was having some sort of influence on them. But that only did so much to inoculate them from its effects.

Richard hoisted Aubrey over his shoulder, listening to her squeal in both shock and delight. He’d felt the urge to surprise her after her question. Would I normally do this? The question briefly popped into his head. Does it matter? A more important question replaced it as he carried her from the kitchen into his bedroom. Maybe not, at least not right now.

As they neared the bed he repositioned her into his arms, letting them fall together onto the mattress. His girlfriend gave a little laugh as she repositioned herself a few inches closer to him. “You never could carry me that easily back in the day…”

“Yeah,” Richard shrugged, or as close as he could come to shrugging while laying down. “That’s why I first started training with Ava. I wanted to be stronger and look more fit for you.”

“I never realized that.” She replied softly. “That makes me even worse for hating her back then.”

“Things are better now. As long as you let her have her privacy, she’s always been pretty forgiving with anything else.”

Aubrey could recall when his friend had shared the story about her family, and that she’d asked for it not to be shared with anyone else. “That makes some sense. I think most people want that sometimes. I feel like I could trust you with anything though.” She nestled in closer to him.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Are you having fun?” She teased. “You’ve been touching my butt a lot.”

“Yeah, I am. That’s alright?”

“Uh-huh.” She agreed, rubbing her yoga pants against him in long, slow motions where her butt brushed up against his hands and her pelvis glanced against his crotch. “Still having fun?”

“Always.” He answered, growing hard as he tried to match her light tone. “Do you have a plan for what happens next?”

“Not this time.” She admitted. “Whatever you want to do sounds nice.”

“Can you flip over for me?”

She nodded before twisting in his arms, her long hair pooling in the narrow space between them. She squirmed until she found his bulge, nestling it into the curve of her rounded cheeks. “Like this?”

“Yeah, that’s perfect.” He brushed the last of her golden locks back to where the rest of it had fallen on the bed and kissed her on the side of her neck once, twice, four times as she murmured along happily, too quiet for him to make out. “What was that?” Richard asked, pulling back to let her repeat herself.

“It’s not fair…”

“What’s not fair about it? Is there something more you want me to be doing?”

“No,” Aubrey whined, as he kissed her neck for the fifth time. “It’s not fair to you to just spoil me like this. You’re not getting anything from it.”

“Yes, I am. I get to hear the little noises you make as I touch you.”

“That’s not the same. At least take your clothes off.” She asked of him.

“Only if we do it together.”

She nodded, and he let go of her. It was a flurry of motion as they stripped with little fanfare. Shirts first, then pants came slower as Richard undid his belt and dropped his jeans while Aubrey slowly pulled down her own yoga pants. The blonde sat on the bed and watched as his erection was released from his boxers. Doing her best not to be distracted, she tried to finish taking off her underclothes.

“Not yet.” Richard told her, holding her shoulder as he stopped her.

She looked at him with confusion until she was scooped up and laid sideways into her previous position in his arms, his cock now brushing against her ass as they both felt where her pink panties couldn’t cover. She adjusted herself as best she could from within his arms to wedge him back in between her full cheeks, listening to his groans to make sure she was doing a good job for him.

Tempted by her movements, he let his left hand that was holding her from the top wander down her lithe form while his right arm below her stayed wrapped around her chest.

“Ahnnh.” Aubrey gasped, as she felt the love of her life explored her. He started by letting his hand slide over her stomach, then slowly moved up to feel every inch of her full hips and play with the thin string of her waistband. Responding to the slight pull of his hands against her, she resumed her slow movements with her ass up and down his shaft.

He moved again, sliding his hand from her hips down to her sex. She whimpered as he tucked his finger inside her panties and ran them along the edges of her lower lips. Each little lap she felt herself growing more sensitive.

“Please…”

“Please?” He thought what she was saying, but he wanted to hear it.

“More… in, please.”

“As you wish.” He kissed her neck again as he gently worked his fingers into her inner folds. Aubrey moaned as they curled inside her. The motion of his fingers pumping in and out drove her to echo the motion with small movements of her ass on his dick.

“Baby, I-unnh”

Whatever she was trying to say was interrupted as he ran his thumb over her clit. With just the faintest of touches she went wild in his arms, moaning and leaning into him as closely as she could without hurting him. As he held onto her she shook, covering his hand with her juices as she came to climax.

Aubrey Conners +6 VP (Fingering) (First)

Given she wanted us to get off together I might’ve gone a bit overboard. Richard reflected as the blonde lay limp in his arms. His erection was still hard and throbbing from his girlfriend’s ass being wrapped around him, but he could ignore it. Aubrey was clearly out of energy and needed to rest. Maybe I should just take a shower, try to get it to go down on its own. He let her lay down on the bed to let her take a nap before dinner. “I’ll go clean up. I love you.” He whispered before walking towards the door.

Those last three words lit a fire under her, filling her with enough strength and willpower for her to sit up. “Baby?” She said, trying to get his attention. She peeled down the thin cloth of her pink panties in an attempt to lure him back in. “You don’t need to go so soon.”

Sure enough, he came back. She let her panties fall and took his hand, guiding him for the third time that afternoon to her ass. She considered letting him go in this time, but thought better of it at the last moment remembering the time they’d tried it before.

He was perfectly willing to follow her silent instructions, and she began with an inexperienced passion. She moved her hips slowly, letting her ass shake for him. After something like they’d had a moment ago, normally she’d want to just lay with him and cuddle. But he deserved the same sort of treatment that he’d given her, so she kept going even as every second felt electric.

He took hold of her hips, helping guide her. She contentedly let him take the lead. Aubrey moaned as he used her, the climax approaching faster the second time.

From Richard’s side, he’d essentially been edged the entire time he’d been fingering her from her mimicking his motions. As he pumped up and down in between her cheeks, he felt himself reaching his own limit. “Aubs, I’m close.”

'Aubs'. I'm his again. “Please. Please please please please. Cum for me. I want to feel it.”

His body obeyed her begging pleas and he came, painting her back as the energy of the situation and everything she’d felt as she offered herself brought her to crescendo along with him. His hands on her hips were the only thing stopping her from falling back onto the bed.

Aubrey Conners +4 VP (Hotdogging) (First)

“I love you.” Richard whispered.

“I love you more.”

“I love you most.” He finished. “I’m sorry, I kind of made a mess I hadn’t planned. I’ll get the water running so you can clean up.”

Aubrey nodded, and he helped her lie down on the bed until her legs recovered.

***

An hour later, she’d freshened up and changed into her pajamas. While she’d been waiting, Genet had paid Richard a visit. She’d come dressed in an altered version of the Pizza Shack uniform that looked more like a Halloween costume to drop off the pizza for dinner, along with a set of seasonings and hot sauces Stella had apparently asked her to offer and a candle that was supposed to give them a shared dream if they lit it before bed.

“This sort of reminds me of college.” Aubrey commented. “You ordering a pizza after sex, us talking late into the night. I missed this.”

“We can have a lot more nights like this in the future.” He promised. “Though there will probably be more people with us once we’re back in the real world.”

“It could be nice to live with Hel and Hazel.” She softly agreed, not sure she liked where he was going with this.

“And the others. Dr.Petrov, Luna, Ava, Felicia-”

“Maeve could live with us if you wanted.” She offered, pretending that she was agreeing with him.

“Some of the others might want to as well.” Richard pointed out.

“And they could live next door.” She proposed.

“They might not like that idea.” I don’t know if I like that idea. Especially with Felicia…

She briefly scowled, before hiding it. Wiping her fingers on one of the paper napkins on his desk that they were eating together at, she held his forearm and gazed up at him. “I know they’re your friends. I like most of them too. But I want what we have to be special, I want to wake up in bed next to you in ten years.”

I- Richard knew he should push back. He’d been planning to talk to her about what happened on his date with Felicia. He wanted to make sure she understood that things were changing all the time. But I don’t know how I can crush her like that. What she’s talking about, waking up together… I want that too. As he felt his girlfriend cling to him, he just knew he wanted to protect her. I can try again later.

“Can I change the subject? There’s something I could use your help with.”

“Anything.” The blonde readily agreed.

“One of the fan mail writers I read after the challenge wrote about audience speculation on Genet and her boss. They implied that the two of them were something old, and that it’d be helpful for us to figure out who specifically they were. You know that my historical knowledge gets pretty fuzzy with anything older than Robespierre, do you have any ideas?”

“For starters, she's Greek. Possibly Roman, but definitely from that clade of mythology.” Aubrey offered. “If I was to guess, I’d start with Aphrodite or someone connected to her. Euphrosyne fits in certain ways, she has an Aphrodite connection. Erato or her mom line up in places, but Ata doesn’t have the same connection to them.”

Richard frowned. “Where does Ata fit into all this? I know you spoke to her during the challenge, but my Latin has never been able to keep up.”

“I grew suspicious that Ata could be Ata, so-”

“What do you mean?” Richard asked.

The teacher tried to start again. “That happened before when I was talking to her. She seemed disappointed but not surprised by it. There’s a heroine with a similar name to Ata in old Greek myth who has several stories about her, though they’re partially contradictory. She was one of the greatest mortal women at hunting and combat, and specialized in archery and the spear. Her stories had a general trend of her life getting worse, and Aphrodite was the largest contributor to that. Ata did her best to confirm she was that heroine that I can’t name, so if she’s here and angry Aphrodite is probably involved somehow. Though given this is a dating show and she was tied to Artemis, Ata would probably be angry no matter what.”

“Since the challenge is over, there’s no way to ask her for details, right?” He tried to confirm. Her challenge self and her normal self were like night and day. What does it mean that we can say her name?

“I don’t think there’s any way to get her back to the state she was talking in without Genet’s help. I’ve been there both right before curfew started and right after it ended, and she’s been just the shopkeeper.” She saw him frown and tried to look for something to help. “I can talk to some of the others. Maybe they’ll have more clues to narrow things down before I try to go to Genet for confirmation.”

“I’d appreciate that. For tonight, would you mind telling me more about the woman from mythology that Ata might be?”

“Only if you get into pjs and we cuddle while you listen.” She demanded.

“You drive a hard bargain.” He joked, before getting up and kissing her on the forehead. “I’ll brush my teeth and get changed. Would you mind lighting Genet’s candle? I think she wanted us to use it tonight, and I know neither of us will want to get out of bed later.”

After they got into bed, Aubrey told him a story about a woman who had been abandoned as a baby for not being a boy, and was raised by a bear instead. Who had sailed on great quests and slew all manner of beast. Somewhere in the transition to a story about a footrace they both drifted to sleep, and the next thing they noticed was a Baroque hallway. They’d shifted into some of their favorite formalwear, and Genet was just ahead of them waiting in a skintight blue dress with a plunging neckline.

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If you want to see their dream, that happens as part of an optional crossover with Xar's The HH at Andy's birthday party that he wrote and I did minor editing on. It will be linked if you want to read more. If not, then Day five will start next week as normal. Looking forward to seeing you then!