The After Party

Waking up, you saw the shining pink jewels of Morgana’s eyes looking down at you with love.

“We have to stop meeting like this.” You groan while giving a little chuckle. Morgana let out a pretty smile of her own.

Your body was heavy, and you saw that Lexi was still asleep on your lap. Both of you were quite messy. Her face was peaceful though, and you could just barely make out the soft sounds of her breathing. Carefully, you lifted her up in a princess carry and placed her on the lounge. Looking around, you found a decorative throw blanket and placed it over her carefully. You took just a moment to enjoy her sleeping face, grimacing for a moment as you remembered the way you had just ravaged this woman not too long ago. Things were definitely never going to be the same between you two.

Maybe that didn’t need to be a bad thing, right? Seven months ago, a life-shattering change had happened to you that you thought you’d never recover from. Years of investment into a relationship had suddenly been cast away. You thought it was the worst thing to ever happen to you, but now you were starting to realize that what once had nearly driven you to ending yourself had opened a new way for you. Maybe it wasn’t healthy for you to cling so tightly to how things had always been.

You had Morgana now. Sure, she was a jealous, domineering, sex goddess, but she loved you deeply. She treated you well, looked out for you, sought to protect you, and supported you. You now also had this relationship with your aunt. It was still a weird concept, but it was also pretty exciting. Maybe change wasn’t as bad as you feared. Your therapists often said that hope was the depression killer. That’s what you had right now: hope.

As if in sync with your jovial feelings, cooling tendrils began to embrace you from behind. They coiled over your neck, shoulders, waist, and thighs. The feeling was no longer horrific and alien as it once was. Now, it made you relax and melt in anticipation of the soothing embrace that always followed it.

You grunted pleasurably while leaning into the touch. Sure enough, Morgana closed in from behind. Her body pressed firmly against your back. It was surreal how easily she was able to pick up on just what you needed.

“I think it’s time for us to go, Darling. It seems all our business today is finished.”

Perhaps it was the heat of the moment, but you felt so…connected to her. Her touch. Her voice. Her soothing guidance. It all just made your heart feel full. In your relationship with Stephanie, you were always made to take charge. There was always this pressure on you to plan, control, and guide. Every problem seemed to weigh solely on your shoulders. Morgana was different. She took control in a way that eased your burden. You knew she had your interests at heart, and it was easy to just let go. It felt good.

“Yeah.” You grunted again, turning to face her. You reached out to grab the side of her face and planted a loving kiss onto her lips. You pushed your tongue into her mouth gently and felt and tasted it with tender affection. Pulling away, you stared into her pink eyes.

“Thank you. For everything. I promise that I will be a partner worthy of the love you’ve shown me.”

Morgana’s eyes grew large and her body began to shiver and ripple. You could see tears begin to well up, but the goddess never sobbed outright. Instead, she returned the kiss. It wasn’t aggressive or animalistic but tender and loving.

“My goodness, pet. You’ve certainly become a sweet talker.” Morgana stroked your face gently.

“You make it easy to talk sweetly. I mean it. I’m your sponsor now, your partner. I will take good care of you, and I…want you to take good care of me too. I trust you.”

“Of course I will.” Morgana said with an elegant laugh. “A goddess who can’t look after her mate is a poor one indeed. How about I start by cleaning you up?”

Without waiting for your reply, Morgana’s body began to engulf you. It was a bit unnerving to see your body be consumed into the purple-pink mass of her slime. The tendrils were normal, and you were used to waking up with your legs and lower body entangled in her body, but she had never really done something to this degree.

“Relax, my love. You know I won’t harm you. Just a few moments, and I will have you cleaner than you’ve ever been before.”

Her appearance began to lose its feminine shape and became an unrecognizable globule of pink and purple jelly. You trusted Morgana, and took a calming breath. It was a surreal experience being fully engulfed within her amorphous body. It was similar to being underwater, but it was much more viscous. For a few moments, you were one entity as the slime dissolved the dirt and grime from every nook and cranny. The sensation tickled and formed goosebumps on your skin.

“I’m almost done. We sure made quite the mess today. I’d say our celebration was a success.”

After only a few moments, she released you, and you were once again two separate beings. The mass began to wriggle and shape itself once more into the beautiful woman you had become accustomed to. It was an amazing sight to witness first hand.

True to her word, all the grime and dried fluids were completely gone. Your skin looked more clear than you ever remembered. You got dressed again, and Morgana reformed the dress she had made this morning.

Holding out your arm, you decided to lead this time.

“Shall we head out for the night?”

Morgana beamed. “Yes. Let’s go, love.”