Breakfast and Sex, eggs on toast

I had a dream. Yes, a dream. A dream about long ago. In my old life.

My mother. She left me.

And I never knew my father. I have kept myself shut in that room for a long, long time, waiting until the day I die.

Then I got tired of waiting. That's how I got hit by that truck.

The sound of birds chirping slowly raises me from my dream into consciousness.

I feel a gentle breeze blowing. I'm not in that room anymore. I open my eyes to see a field of grass stretching as far as the eye can see. I am still naked, as is Lupin.

"Ah, you're finally awake." Lupin says. "Why do you look so stunned? I see... is it because I'm too beautiful to be believed? I get that a lot. Every time I look in the mirror, in fact. 'Oh, my! Who is that beautiful young woman on the other side of the glass!' All the time."

"It's not like that." I say.

"Hm... I suppose humour isn't your thing. Why do you look surprised, then? Don't tell me you forgot about yesterday!"

"You're still naked." I say.

"Ahaha! Great! I wanted you to be surprised."

"You did? Why?"

"Isn't it obvious? I needed to see some expression on your face other than 'sad' or 'blank'."

"And why is that?"

"We're going to be in each other's company for quite some time. It's important that we get to know each other better."

"What do you mean?"

"You're full of questions, aren't you? It's because... Well, why don't we have something to eat first? Just a nibble." Lupin lays a cloth down overt the grass and places a basket on it. "This was meant to be last nights supper, so it's cold now, but anything's good if you're hungry enough, isn't that right?" Lupin places a sunny-side up egg on a piece of toast and hands it to me. "What's wrong? Aren't you hungry?"

"I haven't shared a meal with another person in a while. This is all so new."

"Ah... I see. You've been living alone all this time. It's just an egg on toast, for Heaven's sake. There's no need for table manners, so eat up! Ah, it tastes great!" She takes a bite of her toast, then looks over at me. He tilts his head, as if noticing something for the first time. "Oh... I never asked. Can you eat? After all, with being..."

"Yes, I can eat." I bring the toast up to my mouth and take a bite. Chew. Swallow.

"That's good to know. Does it melt in your mouth?"

I shrug. "It starts to become mushy right away."

"Mushy, eh..."

"But I can taste it. And this... It's very good." I feel the flavour spread through my mouth.

"Well, that's good to hear. One of our group, Nemo, is very much into cooking." Arsene says. "She makes her own beard from scratch. Supposedly she adds her own hidden flavours."

After one bite, I couldn't stop. I had forgotten what it was like to eat for so longer, and delicious food has a way of bringing happiness.

"It take it you like it, Caleb?"

"Mmmph mm mm mmmph mm mmph?"

"Haha! Don't talk with your mouth full!"

I swallow my current mouthful and ask again. "How do you know my name?"

"You were my mission. I make sure to study up on the targets of my heists."

"Study up... How did you find out about me?"

"I happened to procure some confidential materials from the British government."

"'Procure?'"

"Well, 'steal', if you want to be precise. There's nothing I can't steal. Money, jewels, or information."

Why did the government have information about me in secret files? This just one of many questions I have. But I need to know about this woman.

Sitting in the warm sunlight, the meal becomes entrancing. The taste of the egg, with Lupin's cheery voice, is somehow very soothing.

Once I collect my thoughts, I take a better look at Lupin as she eats her egg on toast. "I have another question."

"How am I so beautiful? That's a mystery not even I can solve."

"That's the second time we've had this conversation." This woman. It's amazing how much confidence she has. "That's not it. Those men... The ones from yesterday. Where were they trying to take me?"

"Hmph.... One moment." Lupin says. "All right. It's too much to take in all at once, so I'll try to keep it simple. First, those men were after you're a homunculus."

"Homunculus?"

Like Fullmetal Alchemist?

Lupin becomes very serious. "It's a artificial being made from a corpse. The process used to create such a creature is unknown. They are normally sterile. The secret files said that only one person has ever succeed in creating one that could reproduce. She created two of them. One of them would be you, Caleb."

So I can breed. I am now worried that I might have gotten Lupin pregnant.

"I don't know anything about Victoria Frankenstein. Do you know her, Lupin?" I stare at her in surprise, and she looks back at me with some surprise as well.

"Of course, I do. Anyone who lives in Britain, no, anyone who lives in the civilised world knows about her!" Lupin says. "What's more interesting is, why don't you know about her? She is your mother!"

"My homunculus body was only created a week ago. Before that I lived in a world where the two of you were fictional and male."

"Fictional? Male?"

"Yes. I woke up strapped to a table." Lupin looks at me questioningly, and I speak up again. "Though, I do know some things. I read the books that were in the mansion and left once. But..."

"I see. So you know nothing of the outside world. You have knowledge but no life experience." She looks at me for a while, then nods. "All right. I'll give you a brief overview. You'll need to know this to move forward anyway. First of all, the secret files say that there was another scientist involved in your creature. Her name is Septima Pretorius. Does that name sound familiar?"

I nod my head. "She's a female version of Septimus Pretorius, a mad scientist from a moving picture called Bride of Frankenstein."

"She's a scientist who has created homunculus but none of them could breed until she found Frankenstein. Together they have been called the modern-day Prometheus. In Greek myth, he brought fire to humanity. Septima and Frankenstein have had that much of an impact on the revolution of modern society. Septima became Britain's military technology advisor, and developed a number of powerful new weapons."

This all seems like the plot a a light novel, and doesn't sound real.

Lupin seems a little disappointed but sighs. "I see. Anyway, those men from the British forces wanted to get their hands on you, doubtlessly for bad reasons. What's behind all of this is Septima's will. That is when a certain lady thief decided to snatch you away from the hands of your captors."

All this information is flooding into my head, and I feel a little dizzy.

I must look very serious, because Lupin smiles, as if to lighten the mood. "I'm sure all this is hard to wrap your head around. I'll tell you whenever you want, so just take it in little by little."

"Okay. I'll do that."

"Now it's my turn to ask questions."

"I'll answer what I can."

"About your ability to breed? Can you really do it?"

I nod. "I don't know. You're the first one I've had sex with." I move my leg, showing Lupin my dick.

A bit of egg spills onto my dick.

"Huh?! What are you doing?!"

"I thought we could go for another round. If the soldiers haven't caught us yet, they probably think we've gone further ahead."

"I suppose that's true."

I lick some egg that had fallen from Lupin's toast onto her breasts. I never knew eggs could be so erotic. My tongue wraps round her nipple.

The egg on my dick spills onto her leg.

I lick the egg from it.

Lupin looks down at my egg covered dick and grins. She gets down and licks the egg off. It's not like last night when she was using a spit as a lubricant. She puts my dick in her mouth. She begins to suck.

I feel my inches go inside her mouth. My moans get louder. I am going in on an orgasm. I scream out. I am about to cum into Lupin. My dick blows a gallon of semen into her mouth.

"That was delicious." I don't know if she means the egg or my semen. "All right. I'll tell you everything I know. But before I do, I need you to do something."

"What's that?"

"Please put put some clothes!" Lupin hands me some clothes. She begins to get dressed. Her outfit is different. She no longer has the white domino mask and her clothes make a complete absence of the blackness of her previous outfit.

"Okay." I put the clothing on and sit up. "How do I look?"

"You good nice. We should go before someone sees us." Lupin inhales sharply, then turns to me with something a puzzled expression. "I've been wondering this whole time why you haven't asked me what's going to happen to you now."

"Is that something I should ask you?"

"You don't have to, but I did capture you. Aren't people usually curious about what their captors plan to do with them?"

I think for a moment. "It really doesn't matter."

"Doesn't matter?" Lupin asks. "Hahahaha! You're an odd one, monsieur! We may get along pretty well." Lupin says. "That makes things easier. My headquarters are in London. We'll be heading there soon."

"London."

"Yes, London."

"That's where I went before."

"London is a city with something of an ill reputation."

"I have a question."

"Certainly! Ask anything. I'll answer whatever you want."

"Why did you capture me? Did you have sex with me so you could produce your own homunculus?"

"I thought you would be a clue to discovering Septima's plan." Lupin says. "So, my goals are to stop whatever plans she has set in motion. I thought that you, being her son, would have some more information for me. I suppose I was off the mark there."

"My mother's plans."

"I have no doubt you'll be important. I have a good sense for this sort of thing." Lupin says. "I know I ended up **** you from the military, but could I have your cooperation in this matter?"

"I'm sorry. I can't do that."

"Well, I didn't think it would be as easy as that. May I ask why you don't want to help me?"

"What happens to me doesn't matter. But what about Frankenstein." Lupin looks at me questioningly. "What if she comes back and wonders where I am?"

"I'd you stay in that mansion, the military will just come for you again, and they won't be as easily stopped next time. And another thing, Caleb. Don't ever say you don't care what happens to you. No one's more important to you than yourself." Lupin says. "London is a place of information. There is no better place to begin learning about someone than there."

Those men. They feared me, and called me a monster.

Lupin is much better than those men.

I haven't know her long, but I can tell.

"I'm going to need your cooperation. You'll have to stay by my side for a while. That's the trade-off." Lupin extends her hand to me.

I look down at my own hand, then up into Lupin's eyes.

They glitter in the sunlight.