It’s not uncommon for me to come home covered in pollen after a long day’s work. All of it is almost impossible to dust off some days. Especially near impossible to wash out of my hair, but I still manage to do so after a lot of extra scrubbing. It’s even worse to get out of my clothes. Some days I just figure it’s easier to just throw it all on the floor in mine and Amber’s room, and put it in the wash later. Which is exactly what I do. After that, I check to see if I’ve got any new workshop orders. Today I didn’t, which meant I could just wash off and crash for a few hours. I was so excited, I would have danced then and there if I had the energy. Sadly, all the energy I had left this afternoon would instead be spent getting clean from the stubborn mess of pollen all over me.
I started walking through the bedroom into the bathroom, tossing my clothes behind me as I went. I’d pick them up later. It was kinda cold in the apartment, but I didn’t mind. A little shake, stretch, and hot shower would keep me warm. I ended up catching a glimpse at myself in the mirror while stretching. I usually avoid mirrors the best I can, but something about the bee looking back at me made me smile. By this point it'd been a good year and ten months since I made the decision to start hormones, and all the changes I had seen so far were still amazing to me to this day. All except – the one area I wish would show a bit more change – I huffed at my reflection, cupping my breasts in my hands. I tried to lean in and squeeze them together a bit. But I was met with stabbing pains. I over-corrected my momentum and bumped my elbow into the sink top. Sending extra force onto one of my breasts. “Ow!” I shrieked.
The same usual pain I’ve felt since I started hormones. Everyone always tells me all that pain means they’re growing. I’m struggling to believe it. I just wish they’d grow more. No sense moping, I figured. I got the water running for the shower, making sure it was nice and hot just how I like it. Stepping in I felt an immediate change in both my body and my mood. As all the stress from the day melted away like wax dripping from a candle.
I let myself stand there enjoying the water for a while. I could get away with spoiling myself with an extra long shower today, right? All the pollen from today was just that stubborn. That would be my excuse if anyone asked, even if a majority of it had already rinsed off of me. The rest, which was firmly stuck in my hair from what I could feel, would need a bit of extra time anyway.
A noticeable amount of time had passed by the time I felt satisfied getting clean and pollen free. I began bracing myself for the cold as I shut off the water. Stepping out of the shower, I realized I didn't even get a change of clothes ready. I groaned at my own pratfall in forgetting something so simple. Honestly at that point I had lost whatever energy I had to get dressed anyway. The bed was feeling like a magnet and all I wanted to do was let myself get pulled in. It was still barely past midday. But all I wanted to do was sleep, and spoiling myself with a nap couldn't hurt. Right? I could reward a hard day’s work by wrapping myself up in my blankets, and nodding off to sleep. Which is exactly what I did. I don’t remember the last time I drifted off to sleep that quickly, but it was very welcome.
Unfortunately, breaking my deep slumber was Amber abruptly flopping onto the bed – hard. She must have not known I was under all the blankets, I guess I had been in bed a lot longer than I usually am for naps. The both of us letting out a quick scream mixed with terror and pain, she followed slightly panicking with “Oh my God, Darbee? I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were in bed this early!”
“It’s okay – I’m okay.” I said groggily, attempting to sit upright at the same time, “The heck are you doing here, Amber? I thought you were gonna stay at Tori’s tonight?”
“I forgot a change of clothes so I wanted to come back here to get them really quick, and she just texted me that something else came up and she had to cancel on me,” she said, flopping onto the bed and almost taking me down with her as she went.
“Well if you want to call it an early day then I’d like to get back to sleep,” I said, tugging in an attempt to wrestle the blankets from under her.
She didn’t budge aside from adjusting to look straight at me, then a little down, then back up with a smirk. “Looks like I’m not the only one who forgot a change of clothes,” she giggled.
It took a bit for me to realize what she meant, only just remembering that I had crawled into bed naked. I tried to pull at the blankets again to cover myself to no avail. She choked on a laugh and got up for a quick second to let me have the blankets, which she adjusted herself under with me. She started gently tracing my sides with her finger. “Oh come now, don’t be embarrassed. I don’t mind you in bed like this, you know that.”
I could feel my face flush near instantly, between the tone of her voice and the way her eyes stayed well away from my own. She was giving my whole body that damned smirk of hers, and she knew I could tell. “W-well if you don’t mind then I guess I’ll j-just lie down,” I was stammering again, damn it.
“Then I guess I’ll just hold you, since you’re so set on an ‘early day,’” she knew exactly what she was doing as she said that.
In an attempt to hide my bright red face, I laid down and turned away from her. I heard her huff lightly and sigh. After a short while of catching my breath, I was met with Amber’s arm reaching over me as she pulled me in gently. I let out an audible yelp when her skin touched mine, she was so freezing cold and – Naked? Did she really take the time to–? She didn’t give me much time to keep my thoughts together as she started holding me tighter, resting her face at the nape of my neck. Her breath sent a shiver down my body, despite it being warmer than the whole of her body. “H-Hi – Hi there,” I murmured out.
“Hi,” she said softly, pulling herself in closer, “it’s very warm in here. How are you not overheating?”
She took to nuzzling into me from behind, her breasts pressing firmly against my back as her hands began to wander across my sides again. “Ah-Amber…” I gasped, my whole body starting to quiver.
“Oh? What is it, Sweetbuzz?” she said, wrapping her still cold arm between my breasts.
“Y-you’re r-really cold today…” I said, trying to keep my body’s swaying in check while I was in her arms.
“Well it’s a good thing my girlfriend’s a nice pocket heater, isn’t it?” she giggled, giving me a gentle squeeze.
“You’re so mean!” I cried, hugging her arm tight.
“Aww, how am I being mean today? I only want to stay warm,” She said, having the audacity to start gently rubbing between my breasts with her thumb.
“T-tha – aahn!” I could barely keep any composure at this point, I needed her.
“I’m sorry. Should I stop? I know you really like your naps, it’s up to you,” she whispered into my ear as she started gently tracing her fingers around my breast.
Okay, that’s it, she wins. Or does she? I did my best to roll over without giving her a face full of hair and wings. She had the biggest smirk on her face I had seen in a while, but she also couldn’t hide her own face being beet red too. I don’t think she expected me to turn over just yet? It didn’t matter, my hands found themselves on her cheeks. So far the only warm part of our bodies that were touching. I went in for a deep, passionate kiss and she reciprocated by wrapping both her arms around my neck and keeping me close. I started tracing up and down her sides, all along the bright purple markings that went down past her hips. We kept making out as she started to audibly react to me tracing her figure. Pausing the make out session for just a moment to breathe, our eyes locked. I could tell there was a mutual yearning as our foreheads gently pressed against each other. She kept gasping, letting out soft moans as she nudged my head up with hers, and started to kiss me from the top of my neck to the middle of my chest. “I’ll consider that permission to keep going,” she said looking up at me.
I nodded as she cupped one of my breasts in her hand, and started carefully biting on the other. I winced, they were still so sore. Taking notice, she stopped right away. “No, no. It’s okay, Amber. Keep going, please?” I asked, moving her hair from her eyes and kissing her forehead.
My more explicit consent must have given her a rush of confidence, without hesitation she continued, pulling me closer with a firm hand on my back. She took to kissing across my breasts going from one to the other, before leading into a soft bite on each of my nipples. Every breath escaping my lungs was ladened with soft tones of pleasure, and she was loving every second. I was too. My breasts were still sore but – I could barely focus on that. Any pain I could be feeling was being eclipsed by the waves Amber was causing across my body.
My back buckled, and my hip firmly went into her tummy. My leg wrapping across her sides was met with her hand gliding across my thighs. She started moving up again and started leaving her marks just under my collar and the lower half of my neck. I couldn’t help but grip on to her tighter, my fingers digging firmly into her back. This made her buckle in closer too, nearly screaming. I guess my nails had gotten pretty long lately, not that she was ever going to complain about that. The only way we could be any closer at this point was for us to be inside of each other.
Pulling away for the briefest of moments so the both of us could breathe, she went right back to kissing me, the both of us gently biting each other’s lips. By now I was grateful we didn’t have neighbors living nearby. I started pushing against her shoulder hoping she’d understand the hint that I wanted her on her back. I wanted nothing more than to return every favor she had given me today and then some if I could. Thankfully she did, and I found myself straddling her hips right away as we both adjusted positions. It was hard to ignore her more than obvious excitement greeting me from behind, but I managed. I wanted to admire the beautiful woman in front of me. Her infuriatingly perfect, perky breasts. The way her purple markings almost look like they were flowing like water along her arms and sides. The dots of almost neon bright freckles across her skin. Her soft, irresistible skin that twitched as I was running my hands along her body. Seeing somebody who can take all control away from you with one well timed smirk look so vulnerable can do wild things to the mind. Her eyes were screaming ‘please,’ and I could only hope I could get her body screaming ‘thank you.’
I took both her breasts in my hands, taking note of how her shoulders were rising up and almost helping me tease her chest more. I stopped and arched myself along her body, running my nose up from her navel to her collarbones. Her hands were still running along my sides, she wasn’t freezing anymore, having stolen enough of my heat, jerk.
Tracing my figure like she was sent even more shivers down me. My lips were quivering, but I did my best to start kissing her neck. Her hands found their way to my shoulders again and started holding on to me tight. She always likes to remark about how she can’t really sing, but at this moment I could swear she was gasping out the most beautiful song into my antennae. It only got louder as I started to bite into her neck. I didn’t want to leave too many marks, Victoria needed space for some too after all, a good metamour deserves just as much sometimes. I figured a few from me would be enough for today before trailing down her body once again.
Her fingers started digging into my back just the same as mine did hers moments ago when my lips met her breast. It wasn’t so bad, until she started scratching my back. Hard. I was taken by surprise and it made me bite down a lot harder than expected. “Aaaahn! Shit! Ow!” she yelped, or moaned?
I couldn’t exactly process the noise she just made as I immediately shot up, and began hovering just over her. “Oh my – Amber! I’m so sorry!” I cried, wiping a bit of drool from my cheek.
She started laughing, meanwhile I was just left with this look of pure worry that I hurt her biting as hard as I did. Looking up at me while rubbing her breast she took a big breath, “that. Hurt!” and continued to giggle.
“I’m so so sorry!” I kept repeating my apology.
Taking me by the hands and pulling me back down into a warm embrace with her demeanor changing. “That – Also felt really good,” she said with a slight shiver, “don’t be sorry.”
Throwing her head back onto the bed, taking me with her and into her arms. “Jeesh, Darbee. You’re lucky you don’t have fangs or Tori’d be really jealous about my new bite marks,” she said while caressing my head.
I looked at her confused, then I looked up and down her body where I had been leaving marks, and I could tell the one just now on her breast would be the darkest out of all of them. If she was the kind to walk around topless I’d bet money that it’d be so dark that in contrast to the rest they’d be invisible. I was left feeling so bad! But Amber just laid there holding me as if I didn’t just seriously hurt her. “But I – But –” I tried to stammer out my confusion, but she cut me off and started kissing me.
“Shh, it’s okay. I do think I’m going to need a second before I can help you finish too. I know I like it a little rough but you really need to warn a girl next time,” she said, giving another smug look my way.
“H-hey! You’ve never scratched like that before! Maybe you should be the one warning me, you jerk!” I huffed.
Wait, ‘finish too?’ Did she really? Did I? Oh! I felt my face start to flush again as I started putting my face firmly into her chest again. This time, only to hide. She had plenty of cleavage to hide in anyway. I’d never gotten her to finish so quickly, and I didn’t expect it to be an accident! I didn’t even notice given how quickly I flew up away from her. I’ve been sitting here worried she was mad at me for being too rough and now I had this overwhelm of feeling stupid. “C-careful there, I’m still a bit sensitive,” she said, her thumb rubbing my shoulder.
I took that as the call to start adjusting so I could lay into her better, with one arm resting across her tummy I got comfortable right under her arm. I’m not quite sure how long I laid there embarrassed by myself, but she didn’t seem to notice. In fact – she had fallen asleep. Maybe I was just silly for being embarrassed? Especially with all the evidence of a job well done right in front of me. “I guess I’ll have to wait for my turn later,” I whispered, pulling the blankets over the both of us.
“Looks like I’m getting my early day after all.”
