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Sweethearts, Spicy Memories update
🕑 Added 2024-08-12 17:00:04 +0000 UTCAfter they woke, Leon told them he was going to try and meditate, which he thought would help retrieve his memories. Claire cleaned up around the place, figuring that in a zombie apocalypse, they didn’t need the additional stress that would come with clutter.
She thought she might ask Ada to help out, but worried the other woman would demand Leon assist too, and Claire didn’t want to disturb his meditation. She felt instinctively that he wasn’t shirking work; he really had a shot at accessing his subconscious.
She mulled the problem over for an hour before Ada appeared with coffee. She’d found a coffee machine and grounds and gotten the whole thing working.
Claire was eager to take her first sip, but before she could, she had to know something: “You’ve never really had sex with us before, have you Ada?”
Ada wasn’t surprised by Claire’s directness. In fact, she shrugged it off. “I can’t say that I have.”
“You lied to us.”
“I gave you an excuse,” Ada retorted. “If you hadn’t wanted to fuck me, both of you, you wouldn’t have.”
Claire thought it over, then nodded. “That’s fair. And I suppose we have bigger things to worry about then you being insatiable.” She sipped her coffee, feeling very polite under the circumstances.
Ada laughed harshly. “Not at the moment. You want me to be honest, as long as we’ve got the time? We should’ve done that a lot sooner. A lot sooner and a lot more often.”
Claire colored. “I know Leon and I had a good time, but we only did that because we thought—”
“What? That I’m an incredible fuck?” Ada leaned back in her chair, eyes level with Claire’s. “I was and I am. Let’s do it again.”
Claire felt a strange sense of relief. As duplicitous as Ada obviously was, she wasn’t letting any inhibitions get in the way of what she enjoyed. Claire wished she were the same way. “I shouldn’t—I have the sneaking suspicion you’re the type who likes things that don’t belong to her. I think you’d try stealing Leon for yourself.”
“Who said anything about Leon?” Ada asked with a chuckle. “You’re the one who needs something to do before you start degrouting this place.”
“You’re serious?” Claire asked, intrigued.
“Look, it’s obvious Leon will always be there for you, no matter how much fun he has with me. I’m sure you feel the same way about him. So what more does monogamy prove?” Ada smiled wryly. “You fuck me. He fucks me. Think of it as something you can do as a couple.”
“You honestly want to keep being some kind of… third wheel?” Claire asked, leaning forward.
Ada nodded. “You can call it whatever you like. Whore, mistress, piece of ass. Words don’t matter so long as you two lovebirds keep me coming like you did last night.”
Her words sank into Claire, taking on new meaning as she tried to picture it. Not just having Leon as a lover, but Ada as well.
Ada noticed how her expression brightened. She flashed a wicked grin of her own. “That’s a good start, but I expect much more of a response than that when I tell someone I’m theirs to fuck.”
“Maybe we could show him the benefits of having two women in his life who are both so comfortable with each other while he’s doing… whatever the hell his job is,” Claire suggested, with a sudden nervous giggle afterward.
Ada bit her lip, waves of hot excitement moving through her. “He’s a commando, actually. A very good one.”
“What do I do?” Claire asked.
“You eat my cunt,” Ada said with authority. “And you do it right now.”
Before she knew it, Claire was in bed again, nude just like Ada was. She wondered how much longer Leon would be meditating; she couldn’t tell if she wanted him to join in or let her have Ada all to herself.
Nervous excitement clutched Claire even as she enjoyed all the leisurely touches Ada submitted her to. Within moments, she was past the point of caring when Leon arrived or if he ever would.
When the door opened and she heard Leon’s heavy tread, Claire gasped.
“Ada? Claire? Where are you guys?”
“In the bedroom,” Ada called back. “Guess why?”
And she smiled down at Claire as his footsteps came closer.
Leon froze just inside the doorway. Claire suddenly developed a case of nerves. He wouldn’t feel possessive of her, suddenly be offended by her doing these things without him, would he?
