Amy's living situation

You woke up the next morning with a pep in your step, last night with Amy was the happiest you had had in too long. Amy joined you to do chores in the morning but she seemed happy to be there with you rather than wishing she was still in bed. She was sporting one of the handful of outfits you'd seen her in and it dawned on you, she only had whatever was in her backpack when she moved in with you.

After breakfast you handed her another cup of coffee, "I'm running into town today, do you need anything?"

"No," said Amy.

"Do you want anything?" you asked.

"No," said Amy.

"Amy," you said, "I know you can't have brought that much with you."

"You don't have to," she started but you took her hand in yours.

"Please," you said, "I want to, I want to make you feel at home here."

A smile crept onto Amy's face, "ok," she said but just a few things.

She asked you for some clothes and gave you her measurements, fall was coming and that mean she'd need warmer clothes, a jacket and the like. You didn't just want it to be necessities though. After giving you her list Amy ran to the bathroom leaving her phone on the table...unlocked.

Against your better judgement you picked it up to get a better idea of what she liked to do. Her Twitter was open and you could see she used to stream on Twitch, mostly videogames stuff. She also had an OnlyFans. You paused looking at her account info but then heard her coming and quickly put the phone back as you found it.

About four hours and 2 grand later you came back. Being a big strong man you did your best to carry it all in on one trip causing Amy to have to rescue you from the pile of things you'd brought back.

"What is all this?" she asked as you deposited everything in the living room.

"It's for you," you said.

"All of this?" asked Amy.

"I mean the clothes I get," said Amy, "but the rest of this."

"Well," you said, "I, um, I found your Twitter account."

Amy's eye's went wide, "I saw someone followed me I just didn't look at who."

"And I saw you streamed on Twitch," you said, "so I got you a webcam and a PC."

"This is too much," said Amy.

"And I got you a Nintendo Switch," you said, "people still like Nintendo right?"

"Yes," said Amy with a smirk, "people do still like Nintendo."

"And I got you the new Pokemon game," you said, "figured Violet, this way you'd have something to stream if you wanted to, they said it just came out."

"You're adorable," said Amy pulling you in for a long kiss.

"But if you saw my Twitter," said Amy, "then you saw my other link."

"I, um," you stammered, "so would you be NotADouche who subbed this morning despite me not having posted in months."

"Guilty,"

Amy gave you a devilish look, "I might just have to thank my new subscriber, once I'm all set up."

Her hand grasped between your legs where you were becoming uncomfortably hard.

"Maybe I'll even have to make some boy girl content," she said rubbing you over your pants.

Amy pushed you back onto the couch and climbed onto your lap discarding her oversized hoodie revealing she was wearing tight boy shorts and nothing else.

"Normally," she said nibbling your ear, "I wouldn't reward snooping. But," she undid your belt and pants, "you were being really nice to me."

Amy kneeled on the couch next to you and wrapped her soft hand around your throbbing member.

"Did you look at all of my stuff?" asked Amy.

You tried to speak but resorted to shaking your head yes.

"No wonder you're so hard," she said slowly stroking you, "probably don't even need to use my mouth."

She quickened her pace, "look how lucky you are," said Amy, "you actually get to touch, and be touched by me, you could even suck my breasts if you want."

You didn't need to be told twice as you took her nipple in your mouth drawing a sharp gasp from Amy who rubbed her thumb around your head before stroking you quickly. The whole situation was surreal, you had seen her OnlyFans and yes you had scrolled though all of the months of material but you also didn't see Amy being this dominant. Her handjob technique was amazing, she knew how hard to squeeze she new how to bring you right to the edge and slow down just enough that you didn't burst.

"I'm going to let you cum now," said Amy, "but instead of looking next time, just come knock on my door."

With a few more quick strokes you erupted spraying a massive load onto the floor quite a distance from where you were sitting. Amy kept stroking until every drop had been spilled before taking her hand off of you and licking the cum off of it.

"Fuck," you gasped.

"Well," said Amy, "did you like my thank you?"

"Loved it," you said catching your breath.

"I have a whole bunch of stuff to put away," said Amy pulling her hoodie back on, "but truly," she said pressing her lips to yours, "thank you."