A warm beam of sunlight crept in through the gap in the curtains, slowly lighting up the living room. Lilly stirred slightly, her eyelashes fluttering as her consciousness came back. She blinked a few times and realized she was lying on top of someone... her cheek resting against bare skin. Her hand was lazily draped across a chest.
Then it hit her.
Last night.
All of it came flooding back in waves. The kisses. The moans. The skin-on-skin. The intense sex. Multiple orgasms. The way Alex made her feel like her body wasn't just hers, but a playground he knew every corner of. Her cheeks turned pink as memories danced in her head.
A shy, sleepy smile crept onto her lips.
She tilted her head up slightly and saw his face. Peaceful. Completely out. His dark lashes twitched a bit and his lips were parted just slightly. He looked so sexy like this. Soft. Vulnerable. Like the chaos and intensity from last night never even happened.
Lilly watched him for a while, just breathing in the moment. Her fingers traced a light invisible line along his chest, careful not to wake him. 'How can someone be this intense and still look so innocent when they're sleeping?' she thought, lips quirking into a grin. 'He really did wreck me last night... and now he's sleeping like a baby.'
A brief moment passed as she realized.
'I think I want to be with him.'
She leaned up just enough to place a small, soft kiss on his chest, right where his heart was beating steadily. Then she laid her head back down for another moment, just soaking in the quiet, listening to his heartbeat beneath her ear.
'Is this what feels to be in love? Last night was just raw pleasure, but... I... Was there something more? I wonder... What are you dreaming of now, Alex? Is it about me? Or... No, no, no. I'm not jealous. Yup! Definitely not jealous of Max. He's definitely dreaming of me. Yup! Gotta have some self-confidence.'
After a few minutes, she exhaled and carefully untangled herself from him. His arm flinched slightly but didn't stop her. As she sat up.
Her eyes instinctively went downward.
"Holy..." she muttered under her breath, quickly turning away, her face going red again. Even soft, he was… impressive. And last night, she had felt all of it. 'No, no, no. Don't even think about it.' Well, that's what she told herself, but she couldn't stop herself from looking at his cock.
A naughty smile appeared on her face. She slowly moved toward the sleeping snake and gave it a little kiss before backing off quickly. She wanted to do so much more, like waking him up with a nice blowjob, but...
"Argg!" Her tummy hurts.
She winced a little as she stood. There was a dull cramp low in her belly. 'Fuck! Of course, it hurts.' she thought. Multiple orgasms in one night weren't exactly something she was used to. Not to mention his size. 'Haaa... No morning sex for you, mister. I need to get used to this new pleasure thing and you.' She pointed at his cock.
Still slightly sore and flushed from the memory, she padded softly toward the bathroom.
"Definitely need a long, hot bath," she mumbled, rubbing her stomach gently. "And maybe a coffee IV or a pain killer."
She glanced over her shoulder once before closing the bathroom door quietly behind her, taking one last look at the man sleeping like a rock on the living room floor.
'He really is something else...'
...
[Bathroom]
Lilly turned the tap and let the tub fill with steaming water, pouring in a generous amount of vanilla and almond-scented bubble bath. As the water rose and thick foam formed across the surface, she eased herself in with a soft sigh.
"Aaahhhh..."
The heat immediately soaked into her muscles, loosening the tightness in her thighs and the low ache in her belly. She winced a little as she settled deeper into the water. "Okay, yeah... definitely need to build a stamina stat," she mumbled to herself with a smirk.
She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the tub's edge. The soft scent in the air calmed her nerves. Last night had been… wild. Beautiful. Intense. But what lingered more than the heat was the strange, giddy flutter in her chest. Not just lust... that part was obvious. But something else. A kind of warm wanting.
Her fingers trailed lazily along the surface of the water, tracing nothing and everything. She thought about the way Alex had touched her, not just with hunger, but with care. Like he meant it. Yeah, it got intense, but she liked it very much. She liked how he took control of her. That scared her a little. Or maybe excited her. She wasn't sure yet.
After soaking and cleaning until her fingers pruned and her skin turned flushed and soft, she finally stood and reached for a white towel. After wiping off the water, she wrapped a dry towel around her body snugly, then grabbed another one and twisted it around her damp hair.
Lilly stopped before the mirror and found herself smiling. She tried not to, but well...
'Ok. Why do I feel like my face is kinda glowing?'
She touched her face before shaking her head and quickly walking out of the bathroom.
As she walked out, a new thought hit her.
'I'm gonna make him breakfast.'
She blinked, frozen in place.
'Wait. What?'
Where did that thought even come from?
Like a newlywed wife? Domestic? Soft? Lilly, the girl who used to ghost guys before they caught feelings? She shook her head and let out a quiet laugh. "What are you turning into, woman?"
Still, the idea stuck. It felt... right. Not because she had to. But because she wanted to. She wanted him to wake up to something sweet... something warm that wasn't just her naked body (not that he'd complain). Something that said I care without her having to say it out loud.
She padded into the kitchen still wrapped in her towel and opened cabinets, checking what was around. Eggs. Bread. Some fruit. Coffee beans. Good enough. She tied the towel tighter and got to work, humming softly under her breath.
As the smell of fresh coffee filled the air and the sizzle of eggs hit the pan, she glanced over at Alex still sleeping.
He hadn't moved much.
She grinned to herself.
'Let him sleep a little longer. When he wakes up, I want him to remember this morning just as much as last night. I'm gonna serve him breakfast, naked. Oh, yeah. Can't wait to see his expression.'
Maybe she was getting ahead of herself. Maybe she was catching feelings way too fast. But hell, life was short. And right now, this morning, with this ache between her legs and that flutter in her chest?
She didn't mind the idea at all.
...
[Shifting the focus to Alex]
A large yawn broke from Alex's lips as he slowly blinked his eyes open. He stretched with a groan, arms flexing above his head, muscles sore in the best way possible.
His body ached but in that satisfying, post-orgasmic, no-regrets kind of way. He felt loose, heavy, and… oddly happy.
Then, he heard it.
A soft hum, drifting gently through the air.
He turned his head to the right.
And froze.
Lilly was in the kitchen, towel wrapped tightly around her body, humming some unrecognizable but sweet little tune as she moved around, flipping eggs, pouring coffee, looking like an accidental goddess in a domestic dream. Her damp hair was wrapped up, her bare shoulders peeking out, and every now and then she did this cute little bounce on her toes while checking the toast.
Alex just watched.
And smiled.
Goddamn.
But then he caught a whiff of himself and winced.
"Oh... shit," he muttered under his breath.
Last night's sweat, sex, and fluids were still clinging to his skin like an unapologetic memory. His chest, his stomach, his dick, even his thighs... Yeah, everything was sticky and kind of gross now that he was conscious enough to notice.
He wanted to walk over, pull her in, kiss her, maybe take her right there on the kitchen counter, towel be damned.
But… not while smelling like dried sex and regret.
So he tiptoed quietly, careful not to draw attention, and made his way to the bathroom. The door creaked slightly, and he cringed, glancing over his shoulder.
Lilly didn't turn. Still humming. Still perfect.
He let out a soft breath of relief and slipped inside, quietly closing the door behind him.
Inside, the air still smelled faintly of vanilla and almonds. Her bath. Steam clung to the mirror, and the water droplets on the tiles made it clear she hadn't been out long. He ran the water in the shower and stepped in the moment it warmed up.
As the water hit his skin, Alex leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. The heat felt good. Necessary. He let it wash over him, down his back, across his chest, rinsing away the mess, but not the memories.
Flashes of last night flickered through his mind.
Lilly's breathless moans, the way her nails dug into his shoulders, her body trembling under his, around him. Her soft lips... And then this morning, her careless humming and cooking... She looked perfect.
He let out a low chuckle.
"Shit... I think I'm falling for her."
Not just the sex. Sure, that part was insane. Unforgettable. But something about her, the way she looked at him, the way she moved around his space like she belonged... yeah, it was starting to hit deeper than he'd expected.
He grabbed the body wash and started scrubbing himself clean, trying not to overthink it.
Just enjoy it, he told himself. Let it happen.
After rinsing off, he stepped out and dried himself quickly, grabbing a clean towel from the rack. He wrapped it around his waist and wiped down the mirror with his hand, staring at his reflection.
He looked… lighter.
Happier.
Weird.
He gave a small nod at himself. "Let's not screw this up."
With a breath, he opened the bathroom door and walked out barefoot.
The smell of coffee hit him first, followed by the awesome view before his eyes.
Lilly was setting up the breakfast, completely naked. No towel, no nothing...
Alex felt his Johnson react to that divine view, but he used his self-control to delay the inevitable.
'Time to use my stealth.'
Alex tiptoed behind her. His eyes raked over her bare, radiant, effortlessly sexy body in the soft morning light. His towel hung low on his hips, but his restraint was already hanging by a thread.
She was plating scrambled eggs when he reached her. One second she was humming, completely unaware, and the next...
His arms slid around her waist, pulling her back into him.
And yeah, so much for self-control.
His palms went straight to her breasts, cupping them like it was the most natural thing in the world. He didn't grope, didn't squeeze too hard... just held them, full and warm in his hands, thumbs brushing her nipples with a teasing slowness.
She gasped softly, body freezing for half a beat before melting into him. A knowing and satisfied smile appeared on her face. 'I can live like this forever with him.'
He leaned in and brushed her damp neck with his lips, then kissed the soft skin just beneath her ear.
'Mumm~ Fuck! I'm getting horny, but the cramps... Fuck it! Lilly. So weak and soft. Argg.'
"Morning, Chef," he murmured, his voice low and lazy with sleep and hunger... not just the kind that food could fix.
Lilly smirked, even as her breath caught a little. "Your hands say good morning, but your dick is saying something else entirely." She could feel his cock, pocking between her butt cheeks.
Alex chuckled, slow and deep. "Can you blame him?"
She rolled her eyes but didn't move away. If anything, she leaned back into him. Her ass pressed against him through the towel, and he bit back a groan.
"You sneaked to the shower without saying hi or a kiss," she said, tilting her head slightly to the side, giving him more room.
"I was trying to be polite." He kissed her again, slower this time, lingering near her shoulder. "Didn't want to distract you from your… important culinary work."
Her laugh came out breathless. "Uh-huh. Because grabbing my tits while I'm holding a spatula is super respectful."
"Mmm. It's called multitasking."
He moved one hand lower, sliding it gently over her belly, pausing just above the pubes. He felt her tense.
"You okay?" he asked, softer now. His mouth paused near her jaw.
"Yeah," she whispered. "Just… sore. You kind of broke me last night."
His grip tightened just a bit, protective and pleased at the same time. "Good sore or bad sore?"
Lilly tilted her head back enough to catch his eye, her lips curling up. "The kind that makes me want to kiss you and kick you at the same time."
He grinned. "I can live with that."
She turned her head, their lips brushed... just a whisper of a kiss. Nothing rushed. No heat for the sake of it. Just… warm.
And then her stomach growled.
Lilly laughed into his mouth. "Okay, okay, let go. Before I burn the eggs and start a fire."
Alex backed off with a groan and threw his hands up in surrender. "Fine. Breakfast first. Sex crimes later."
She shot him a glare over her shoulder. "Did you just call making love to me a sex crime?"
"I said later. Not now. Right now, I'm a very well-behaved man who's about to drink your coffee and eat your eggs and pretend I'm not fantasizing about bending you over the table."
Lilly shook her head, cheeks flushed but smiling like she couldn't help it. "You're incorrigible."
He grabbed two mugs, poured the coffee, and handed one to her. "Only for you."
They stood there for a moment, coffee in hand, naked and half-wrecked from the night before, surrounded by the scent of eggs and toast and something just starting to feel real.
Alex clinked his mug gently against hers.
"To breakfast," he said, eyes on her.
She smiled. "To surviving you."
They took a sip.
And the day began.
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[6 advance chs] + [10 chs of Two and a Half Men: Waking up as Charlie Harper] [All chs available for all tiers]
AN: The next 6-7 chs will be focused on Alex, Max, and Caroline. Then back to the movies.