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Mittens Has Class
Chapter 19 - Yet to Meet a Person Who Doesn't Have a Favorite Mel Brooks Film.
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Seated at the large dining table, Mittens glanced up from her textbook to look over at Krystal as she worked on a page in a workbook from one her classes. She seemed deeply focused on the assignment, unaware that the cat-girl was even looking at her. After a moment, Mittens crossed her eyes and stick the tip of her tongue out at her, but this too when completely unnoticed. That is until Holly, sitting across from Mittens at the table, began giggling. Holly had been annotating a copy of some gothic literature book for that class, but was clearing getting bored of the task. They'd been working on various things for about an hour and half since dinner.
Mittens quickly snapped her attention back to her own homework, face going somber, as Krystal suddenly looked up from the workbook. "What happened?" She asked, looking back and forth between the two of them.
"Hmm? What?" Mittens asked, as though having only just been roused from her own concentration. This only made Holly laugh all the harder and Krystal glare even more suspiciously at them.
"Just Mittens being goofy, as usual." Holly managed to say around her laughter.
"I were jus' takens a break from tha readin'." Mittens reported with a little nod. "Hads ta gives ma eyes a proper stretch, so's a crosseded them."
Krystal cocked an amused eyebrow at her. "So, basically just 'silly kitty' behavior." She shook her head and chuckled. "I take it you two are getting bored?"
"I was bored with this thing when I started." Holly sighed, giving the book in front of her a dour stare. "I thought these things would be more... thrilling, but some of these have been really slow and dull."
Mittens grinned at her before looking to Krystal. "I jus' wanted ta makes tha googly eyes at ya, if'n I's being honest." This made Krystal blush a little, but her smile only widened.
Holly giggled. "I take it things have been getting saucier with you two while she'd been staying here?" She asked curiously, leaning in a little in hopes for some juicy details.
Over the course of the last week, Krystal's presence in the house had begun to feel natural and commonplace. As part of her submission, Master had set that Krystal was to help Chloe with her various duties and chores. Krystal was no stranger to doing chores and seemed actually glad for them, as it gave her a way of 'earning her keep'. Though Chloe didn't particularly need any help with things, she took it as a chance to spend some of that time mentoring her with all things 'submissive' and the two of them had bonded quite a lot as friends.
Master had still yet to introduce her to anything especially intense in the dungeon or lifestyle and she seemed mostly grateful that he was taking things fairly slow. However, she'd quickly shown an eagerness for him to push her beyond her comfort zones and openly invited him to take more liberty with her. While he still refrained from crossing some boundaries, whether she minded or not, he had indulged her with a few surprise moments. Any time he did so, her reactions were so decidedly positive that it often made Mittens and Chloe giggle.
Krystal often blushed at any particularly loud exclamations of pleasure or rather pronounced physical reactions, but there was no question that she enjoyed every bit of it. Despite her apparently small amount of experience with sexual activities, she demonstrated a wonderful creativity and collaborative mindset with it. Her enthusiasm with everything she was exploring with them, be it sexual or platonic, had was a bit infectious, letting all of them relive a lot of their own first experiences through her.
Though she didn't spend all her time at the house effectively nude, the way Mittens and Chloe did, she had seemed to grow more comfortable with wearing more revealing things and becoming naked around them. Her own personal preferences for legwear and arm-warmers meshed perfectly with Master's own preferences for how he liked to dress his submissives. That alone had helped make her and him quickly bond as well as she had with Chloe.
It was quite obvious that she was enjoying the adventure and the hedonism of it all. Showing no regrets or hesitation with any of it. She wore the dark green collar that Master had bought her at all times, even to classes, despite that she had the option to remove it whenever she wanted. There was no question that it had officially replaced her previous dog collar.
As for her private time with Mittens, exploring being with another girl, things had become definitely 'saucy'. While there were still some frontiers left for them, they'd already conquered a good deal of Krystal's hesitations and uncertainties. Kisses and touches shared between them had become so natural that neither of them even thought about it anymore. There was nowhere on one another's bodies the other had not put hands, though the 'main act' had still not yet been successfully completed.
However, neither of them doubted anymore that it would eventually be crossed, along with everything else. At this point, it had stopped being about Krystal being unsure if she would be comfortable doing so and had turned into the enjoyment of taking it slow and easing up to it. She had requested their first 'official time' together to be something that had a little bit of ceremony to it.
Mittens was already making plans.
"I'd say things have been getting saucier with everyone here, actually." Krystal answered Holly in a coquettish tone, making a show of looking coyly away. "It's been rather nice." She paused, glancing back towards her with a suddenly more sober look. "I'm sorry, that was probably insensitive."
Holly peered at her, looking confused. "Huh? How is that insensitive?"
Krystal cleared her throat, leaning in a little closer to speak in a lower voice. "I've noticed you making your own googly eyes at Master Brooksend a couple times when you've been over, so I just assume..."
Holly laughed, a little too loudly, blushing a bit. "I have not!"
"Ya kinda have." Mittens agreed. "And not jus'tonight. You tend ta gets tha' look likes ya real hung-a-mary an' he's a super supreme pizza wif' extra cheese."
Holly laughed again. "I do not!" Blushing even more.
"You do." Master said, somehow walking through the dining room at just the perfect moment. "But I kind of like it." That made them all break into gales of laughter, Holly burying her face in her book. He kept going all the way into the kitchen, but it took them all several minutes to get their composure back.
When they finally did manage to get their giggles under some semblance of control, they all silently agreed that, being a Friday night, none of them were particularly in the mood to be doing any more schoolwork. "I think it's movie time." Mittens declared. "I's in a Mel Brooks mood, if tha two o' you's okay wif it."
"I could go for that." Holly said, looking happy for an excuse to put assignments and classes away for a while. "His stuff is always worth watching."
Krystal leaned back, thumbing through her mental catalog of films. "Do you have 'The Producers'? It's been forever since I last saw that one. Gene Wilder was a genius in that."
Holly gave her a confused look. "He was in that? Who did he play?"
"He was Leo Bloom." Krystal replied, looking surprised she didn't know that.
Holly's face crumpled up. "I thought that was Matthew Broderick."
"That's the remake." Krystal laughed. "The original was back in the sixties and starred Wilder and Zero Mostel."
"Oh wow!" Holly said, blinking in surprise. "I didn't realize that. I've never seen the original."
"Sounds like we has our movie!" Mittens announced, popping up from her chair. "To tha Livin' Room!" She cried, pointing dramatically.
Despite that, they ended up first detouring into the kitchen to make a big bowl of popcorn and see if Chloe and Master wanted to join them, which meant two big bowls of popcorn. Master pulled out the popcorn maker, a device neither Krystal or Holly had ever seen before and seemed utterly delighted to see in action. They made heaps of the stuff, just because the two girls were so fascinated by it.
Finally, they all settled into the living room, organizing themselves on the couch. It was technically designed for three, but was large and roomy enough for four to fit together, if they snuggled. However, it was not quite big enough for five. Luckily, Holly seemed more than happy to get the loveseat all to herself. Krystal started to take one end, deferring to Mittens and Chloe to flank Master, but Mittens actually herded her to sit next to him and she took up the end closer to where Holly was seated.
Krystal took the opportunity gratefully, cuddling against him on that side with relish and beaming when he put his arm around her. She, in turn, put her arm around Mittens, pulling her in close. Chloe kicked off her heels and curled up on the other side of him, his other arm encircling her as she nuzzled in. For a while, they all just watched the movie together, munching on popcorn and laughing at the wild antics on screen.
A little over halfway through, however, Mittens became very aware of a rather distinct need to pee. Not wanting to interrupt the show, she quietly slipped up and padded out to go deal with it. Ducking into the downstairs bathroom, she immediately took care of business, sighing with relief. Afterwards, she took a minute with getting washed up, playfully making a few faces in the mirror.
When she opened the door to leave, she found Master patiently leaning against the wall across from the bathroom. He had an amused grin on his face, as though he knew what had taken her so long to finish at the sink. "You gotta pee too?" She asked, feigning innocence.
He shook his head, straightening up and stepping up to her. "No. I wanted to check in with you." He said in a gentle tone, reaching up to push a stray lock of her hair behind one of her ears. "With so many people in the house lately and you going to classes, we've not had much alone time, just me and you."
Mittens frowned a little. "I guess we really haven't, have we?" With how much she'd been trying to help Krystal, give her time with Master to explore their end of things, all the many visitors lately, and just all her responsibilities with classes, they'd barely had more than a couple minutes alone together for a couple weeks. "I'm sorry." She said, chewing a little on her lower lip.
Master smiled at her, reaching down and taking her paw. "Come on, let's step outside and enjoy a quiet moment together."
They walked out through the solarium into the backyard. There was a slight chill in the air, but not enough to be too uncomfortable. However, Master still put an arm around her and pulled her in close to share his body warmth. For a few minutes, they simply stood and looked up at the night sky, admiring the moon and the moment. Finally, Master spoke.
"I still remember that day when I first really met you. Coming through your cashier line at Mister Charles' store. I'd seen you there more than a few times, but it was the first day we really talked to each other beyond passing comments between strangers." He looked down at her, his eyes thoughtful and full of the memory.
"I saw this kind of tension in your face. Almost like a profound sadness." He gave her face a small brush with a hand, looking at her with all the wonder in the world. "I'm not even sure what exactly I said, but I'd heard about what you'd been facing with your mother and her death. I remember it was something meant to show empathy, but not trying to pry."
Mittens smiled warmly at him, giving a little giggle. "You just asked... if I was doing okay. Nothing even profound or original." She gave a little shrug. "Honestly, I'd been getting asked that repeatedly for days. Even from Mister Charles. I was trying so hard to be strong and independent though, putting up this whole brave front." She nuzzled a little closer into him. "Honestly, I almost gave you that same mask of 'I's okay', but I think I was just so NOT okay, that I couldn't keep pretending anymore."
"I remember you starting to shrug it off, but suddenly got this look on your face, like you were crumbling inside." The look of empathy and caring in his expression seemed to radiate so strongly that it appeared to provide actual illumination in the dark. His love had always been like a candle in a dark window, guiding her home from anywhere she might get lost.
"I also remember telling you that I was happy to listen, if you wanted to talk." He added. "And you just nodded."
Mittens nodded now, remembering the gesture from then. "I don't think I could have actually said anything at that exact moment." She laughed lightly. "Even though I gave you this whole ear-full two minutes later. I was so grateful that you just sat there and let me talk. Let me vomit it all out of my system, I guess. I remember starting to cry and you putting your arms around me." She felt a tear roll down her face now, though not one of sadness.
"I also remember the huge snail trail of snot I left down your shirt." She gave a loud snort. "And you just pretending it weren't there. Likes ya gots slimed by teenagers every day."
That made him laugh out loud too. "You got so embarrassed by it."
"It was kinda gross." She giggled. "And, it were every-ma-where! I were shock-a-ded ya didn't say nuffin'."
He chuckled. "There was quite a bit of it, but I was a lot more worried about you. I could wash the shirt, but I didn't want you to feel that you had to hold something in that you needed to get out."
She gave him a dubious look. "I's pretty sure I didn't NEED ta gets out a buncha snot."
"Except, you did." Master said softly. "You needed to expel a lot of very toxic things from yourself. Things you'd been holding in for most of your life, I think. People knew what your situation was, but not from you. You'd been holding all that in all your life, like some cloud of poison. I assume you thought you were being brave by not talking about it, but I always thought your bravest moment was when you finally let it all out."
She looked up at him, remembering him as she'd seen him then, in that moment. Something about him had instantly made her feel safe enough to let go of everything and just release it out into the world. She'd not seen him in that moment as someone attractive or charming, but simply as someone she honestly believed wanted to listen to her. Someone who wanted to help her, even though she was a stranger, simply because she was in pain. It made her feel like she could, finally, let out all the horrors that had rattled around in her head since she'd been a very small girl.
"You make it easy to be brave." She smiled gratefully at him. "Because I know you're there to catch me as a fall."
He leaned down and kissed her. A kiss that was soft and gentle, but also powerful and passionate. She felt the love for her in that kiss, felt it flow through her whole being. Her own love for him flew back up, rising to meet the kiss like a flock of doves. Fresh tears came to her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Tears of absolute love and devotion.
When the embrace finally broke, he looked down at her with eyes full of acceptance and love. "I am always with you, my pet. Whether you fall or fly, I'm there with you."
"I..." She started to say, but found she wasn't sure what it was that had been about to come forth. A stirring of so many thoughts and emotions swam through her so suddenly and so chaotically that she couldn't make sense of any of them. After a long moment, she blinked, her mind coming back together.
"Are you okay?" He asked her, his voice sounding concerned. She could only imagine what strange expressions must have flashed through her face.
"Yeah. I think I just nearly had one of those epiphany moments." She said with a sheepish laugh. "Like I were right at tha edge o' somefin'. Then...'poof'. Ma brain done pooted out."
That made him laugh. "Well, it looked painful."
"It weren't. Jus'... weird." She assured him. "But I think there's something in there that I need to work out. Not sure what it is, but I'll keeps ya posted."
He laughed again. "You do that."
"Though, in the meantime..." She said, her voice filling with mischief. "Since I gots ma Master all alone an' stuff..." She popped up on her tip-toes and began kissing him heatedly. She reached down with one paw and began caressing the front of his lap, feeling his arousal quickly responding. Within moments, she was kneeling and fishing him out of his pants, plopping her prize into her mouth.
For a few minutes, she worked diligently, his hands running through her hair as she bobbed her head back and forth. Suddenly, he was pulling her back up to her feet and guiding her over to a chair on the patio. Reaching it, he bent her over and entered her firmly. His motions were forceful and primal, but not dispassionate. He was rough with his thrusts, pushing hard into her with each one, but it was the roughness of need, of lustful desire.
She loved every jolt of it, savored the feel of him sliding so deep and strong into her. He picked up a little speed, a soft grunting sound coming from him with each gyration of his body. She clutched at the seat of the chair, hanging on to it like a life preserver, but thrilled at being taken so brusquely. It made her own lust quickly flare up, a heady rush of orgasmic energy bursting out of her within moments. It released from her as a wild cry of pure pleasure, the wave of it cresting, crashing, and immediately surging up again to begin forming a second cumming.
After coaxing that next climax out of her, he withdrew and stood her back up, staying behind her and hungrily kissing her neck and shoulders. Her legs felt wobbly from two back-to-back orgasms, but his strong arms held her stable, taking her weight so she could just lean against him safely. His kisses, ardent and amorous, kept her body enflamed with passion, made her ache to have him back inside her.
She felt sure that he wanted that too, but his sense of restraint had always been strong. After a few moments, her legs began to feel more stable, but her body was still vibrating from his vigorous attentions. Once she was fully steady again, he spun her around to face him.
"We have an audience." He whispered, his eyes guiding hers to the glass doors leading into the house. Peering through them like a trio of little rascals were Chloe, Krystal, and Holly, all three of them grinning broadly at the bawdy display. "So much for our alone time. Should we give them more to watch?"
She gave him her own rascally smile. "I's a kitty who loves sharin' tha spotlight. I thinks we's should has some audience partic-ima-tation."
He looked towards their watchers and curled a finger towards them in invitation to come out and join them. All three filed out, goofy grins on their faces. None of them looked particularly sheepish, though Holly had a deep and endearing blush on her face. He directed them to come all the way over to them. Keeping one arm still firmly around Mittens' waist, he reached out with the other hand and drew Chloe's face to his, kissing her.
He looked pointedly at Holly. "Are you comfortable with being involved in something?"
Holly, seeming as though she were struggling not to let her eyes drop to where Master was still hanging out of his pants and take a good look, smiled earnestly. "I like pizza." She mumbled oddly, then winced and blushed even brighter. "Um... yes, I would enjoy being involved." She confirmed after a second.
Looking back to Chloe, he grinned. "Stand behind Mittens and take her arms firmly. You may kiss as much as you like on her and, if you are able to keep her arms held with one hand, you may caress her." He instructed. Chloe nodded perfect obedience and immediately moved into position, taking up Mittens arms, and lacing them into her own. She leaned her head down to plant a soft kiss on her left shoulder.
Master reached over and took Krystal's face, guiding her in for a kiss as well. She was apparently quite aroused herself, as she threw herself into the kiss quite strongly, devouring it hungrily. When they parted, he smiled at her. "I want you on the left side, cradling her and holding her in place." He then looked to Holly, his expression showing that it was her choice whether she wanted more than just her own stage directions.
She drew closer as Krystal moved to take up her place, nodding slightly in welcome of him repeating the ritual of a kiss with her as well. Reaching up, he took her face as he had done with Chloe and Krystal, and gave her a kiss on the lips. It was not as deep and intimate as what he'd given the other two, but Mittens noticed that Holly's hand tentatively, but boldly, reached down to lightly brush along the erect length of him as they kissed, as if curious to know what it felt like. Master gave the caress no mention or reaction, save for an instinctive flexing of the member at the stimulation of her touch.
Once he'd finished her kiss, he grinned at her. "You take her right side, helping Krystal hold her in place." As she moved to that side, her and Krystal lifting Mittens up off the ground and supporting her full weight, the three of them now forming a kind of human sex swing, Master smiled at the assemblage of women in front of him. "Everyone comfortable?" He looked pointedly at Holly. "Physically and emotionally?"
Holly seemed to take it initially as something like a bit of glib humor, but realized after a beat that he was honestly making sure that no one, her in particular, was uncomfortable with what was obviously about to happen. "Oh, I'm all in, Mister Brooksend." She answered with a goofy smile, honestly looking like she wished she could exchange places with Mittens.
With everyone giving their consent to proceed, Master stepped forward and re-entered Mittens, sliding in slowly. For a moment, he just stood there, looking down at her with a loving, playful smile. Reaching out with his hands, he gave Krystal and Holly's faces each a caress. "Sway a little, please." He said softly.
With giggles, the two of them began gently rocking their bodies, Chloe shifting her body back and forth in time with it. Master mirrored the shallow swing of it, leaning inwards as they swung forward. The result was him being thrust so deep and hard into her that it made her eyes roll with utter pleasure. It took a few moments for everyone to get into harmony, but Mittens was soon being rocked into bliss, Chloe's kisses all over her neck, shoulders, and face creating feelings of rippling sensation as her whole body thrummed with energy.
Krystal leaned in to plant kisses of her own, showing her own affection with the catgirl. Holly's attention was fixed firmly on Master, the heat of her arousal and desire decidedly palpable. However, Mittens' mind began to quickly grow fuzzy from enjoyment, losing track of just about everything and everyone around her and drifting deep into a subspace of fantastic beauty.
Before long, she was only aware of the pleasure and the crashing of climaxes. She didn't even bother to count how many times she came, just let them happen without any resistance. Time stopped meaning anything and she just felt like she was at the center of all creation. It wasn't until some small part of her recognized the feeling of her Master releasing into her that a sliver of her mind returned to the present, if only to savor the feeling of him doing so.
She was only dimly aware of the girls transferring her fully into his arms at some point afterwards and him shifting her around to cradle her in them and carry her inside. She lost track of things, such as where they went to in the house and who else was around them, but knew only that she remained in those warm arms even once they stopped moving. She could feel many sets of hands petting her, affectionately caressing her, and she felt loved and safe.
Slowly, she began to rise out of the subspace and grow more aware of her surroundings. They had all migrated into Master's bedroom, all piled together on his large bed. She was nestled in his lap, curled up like a kitten. The other girls were all gathered around them, Krystal and Holly to either side, Chloe in front, all of them petting and caressing her. She looked around at them and gave a sheepish grin.
"Soooo... Holly's turn?" She asked in mock innocence, garnering amusement from all of them and a fresh blush from Holly. "I's so cum-drunk I doesn'ts even remembers us gettin' here." She chuckled, shifting to look up at Master. "Ya fuckeded me uncon-cha-mous."
Master grinned broadly at her, then glanced around at the other three. "Well, I did have a little help." He leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Though I think Holly may need to wait a bit before she gets her turn, you wore me out."
Holly blushed even brighter, but laughed out loud. "Well, um..." She said, fumbling a little for something clever to say and failing. It was so obvious that a part of her really did want to give it a try.
"We could introduce you to a sybian." Krystal offered, her face hard to read as to whether she was teasing or not.
Holly blinked, opened her mouth, closed it again.
Krystal looked to Master. "Can Chloe and I take Holly down to the dungeon and let her take a ride? That way you and Mittens can go back to having some time to just yourselves for a bit." She gave him a sly grin. "I assume that's why you two snuck off."
Master regarded her a moment with a thoughtful look before turning to look at Holly. "That's up to you. If you want to try it out, Chloe and Krystal are more than familiar enough with it."
Holly chewed her bottom lip a moment, then grinned. "Okay. Yeah, why not?" She looked rather excited by the idea. Krystal and Chloe each gave Master a kiss before disappearing away with Holly to go play in the basement dungeon, leaving Master and Mittens alone together again.
"It's your mission to corrupt as many of your friends as you can, isn't it?" Master teased her, giving her belly a scratch.
"Likes I said, I likes ta share." Mittens assured him. "Seriously though, she has a major crush on you and I'm pretty sure she wants ta ride ya like a wild stallion."
He gave a low laugh. "I think you're right, but I'd rather wait for her to ask instead of constantly putting her on the spot." He gave her nose a little tap.
Mittens puffed out her cheeks guiltily. "Okay." She replied with a pout. "I's be a good kitty."
"Good girl." He responded, the words sending tickles down her spine. "Though, between me and you, I kind of like how much of a trouble-maker you can be." He gave her a wink.
"I know." Mittens said matter-of-factly, as though everyone should appreciate how good she was at making mischief. "Jus' 'magine how goods I's gonna be at it whens I has a doc-ta-morate in mischief!"
Master laughed. "So, that's going to be your major, huh? The making of trouble?"
Mittens grinned up at him. "Hmmm... maybe... Then I coulds runs fer president. First Kitty in Charge!" She gave a salute. "I's gonna be a gentle ruler wif' an iron paw!"
The highly amused look on Master's face made her grin all the more. "I can say I wouldn't put it past you. Honestly, pet, I long ago learned that there isn't much you can't do when you put your mind to it." He gave her head a gentle pet. "You amaze me all the time. I'm very glad that Chloe helped you decide to go to college. I'm honestly excited to see where it takes you."
"Like tha White House." Mittens replied smoothly with a nod. "I's gonna has a cookie dispenser installed by ma desk. Ya types in a kinda cookie an' 'poof': cookie." She tapped her chin a moment in consideration. "There should also be a brownie button..."
When she looked up at Master again, she noticed that, while he was still smiling, there was something about the look on his face that spoke more than just being amused by her. There was a wistfulness in the expression, like some part of him was seeing something that made him both proud and sad at the same time. She peered at him with a questioning expression, a little confused by the look.
"I love you, Mittens." He said after a brief pause, his voice full of tenderness and affection. "My life wouldn't be the same if I hadn't asked you if you needed someone to talk to that day. As much as you may have needed someone in that moment, I eventually realized that I needed you more. The day you told me that you wanted to be mine was one of the best days of my life."
She looked up at him, really seeing the depth of emotion in his face. There was more than just him wanting to have a moment with her to all this, she realized. With that revelation came a possible understanding. "I still need you and I always will, James." She said softly, pushing away all the silliness and the persona. "I'm still that girl who just wanted someone to love her. And I've received more love from you than I ever thought possible."
She reached up with a paw, considered a moment, then wedged it under the opposite arm to pull her hand out of the plush glove, then tugged off the satiny glove beneath it with her teeth. With her real hand, she caressed the side of his face, feeling the warmth of his skin. "I'm always going to be that girl you saved, just by being someone I could feel safe letting go to. And, I'm always going to be yours. Collar or not, cat-self or not, college education or not..." She gave him a toothy grin. "You's stuckeded wif' me."
A burble of gentle laughter escaped out of him, a tear welling in his left eye and then spilling out over a cheek. "I wouldn't have it any other way, you crazy kitty." He drew her up to him, kissing her deeply. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back, clinging to him as they made out.
It took only moments before they were pulling off his clothes and her costume pieces, sliding beneath the sheets together, a few minutes after that that he was once more entering her. This time, however, it was slow and gentle, an act of deep love, not of sexuality. They made love as two people, not as cat and owner, not as Dominant and submissive, not as Master and Mittens, but as James and Rachel.
Whomever else either of them may play with or someday get added to their dynamic, it had begun with them and she intended to always stay a part of him. She felt sure that he believed that her getting a degree wouldn't change that, but she could also understand that a part of him felt a little afraid that she might stop needing him. The last couple months, they'd gone from seeing one another constantly to having only a couple hours a day together. They were both adjusting to the changes, but this was their way of affirming that they would adjust together.
Reaching a climax together wasn't necessary, as the act itself was the important part. Somewhere along the way of things, it went from intercourse to simply holding one another and, from there, to just being with each other under the covers and truly naked of all their roles and forms. It was, ironically, probably the most vanilla moment they'd ever shared with one another since the day their relationship started.
"So... when ya bang Holly, I cans watch, right?" She asked, bringing forth a deep roll of laughter from him. Nobody said that vanilla moment had to last for very long.
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