Author's Note: I know my uploading schedule has never been consistent, but I'm really sorry for the lack of updates these past few months. I started working on this chapter shortly after the previous part was out, but long story short, a variety of life circumstances meant that I really haven't had much time to write stuff like this (I feel like it's just been one thing after another for the past 6 months). But it's here now and I'm trying to reincorporate writing into my schedule more, so hopefully, there won't be such a big delay next time. Thank y'all for being patient, and for reading my work!!
Ash slowly woke up to see the pale winter sun shining through the window. She groaned and rolled over, hoping to cuddle with Casey just a bit more before getting up. When she turned over, however, she saw that he was no longer in bed. Still barely awake, she began wondering if he'd just randomly left. That is, until she noticed the sound of someone cooking in the kitchen, accompanied by the smell of pancakes and sausage.
Scratching her bedhead and smacking her lips, she walked down the stairs to see her new boyfriend making breakfast in the kitchen.
"Good morning!" He greeted with a smile. "You're just in time, the pancakes are almost finished and the sausages are ready. Oh, and I put a pot of coffee on too. I'm guessing you want some?"
"Yeah..." still groggy, she poured herself a cup and immediately started drinking the black liquid.
"Not much of a morning person, huh?" He observed, flipping the last few pancakes over.
She grunted, before taking another sip. Until she finished her first cup of coffee, she was never in the mood to talk much. He was much more chipper in the morning it seemed, which a part of her was annoyed by. That annoyance with morning people, however, was overpowered by the prospect of waking up to pre-made breakfast and coffee.
Once the food was done cooking, they brought everything to the table and began eating. After munching on the sausages for a moment, she absent-mindedly took a bite of a syrup-covered pancake and froze. It was good; insanely good, actually.
She looked at the brown-haired man sitting across from her. "How did you make these pancakes?"
"You like them?" He smiled with pride. "It's a recipe I picked up from my grandmother, everyone in the family always loved them. Just the right texture and sweetness, and a hint of cinnamon."
"Wait, did you make the batter then?"
"Yeah, you probably realized when I last spent the night, but I'm a bit of a morning person. Figured I might as well spend a little extra time putting it together. It's not too hard and I enjoy cooking for others, so it's really no trouble."
Finishing off her coffee, she softly smiled. "That's...really sweet of you, thanks. And uh, I guess I should thank your grandmother too." She chuckled. "For making a good recipe, I guess."
"She's enjoying herself in heaven, I'm sure." After finishing that sentence, he furrowed his eyebrows as if a concerning realization dawned on him. "Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not sure she'd be there given...everything else..."
She tilted her head. "Everything else?"
He shook his head. "Forget I said anything, it's a long story. Let's just say she got up to weird shit in her younger years." He went back to eating, acting like he didn't just drop an information bomb on her. She felt that would be lingering in her mind until he told her the whole truth.
Since he had that day off as well, they wound up spending most of the day together. They sat together on the couch and went back to watching the show they'd started the previous night. Resting his head on her shoulder, Casey found that it was much easier to pay attention to the plot when he wasn't getting pegged or eating her out.
They had only gotten through a handful of episodes when Ash's phone chimed. He peered at her phone as she checked what the message was, and saw it was a text from her friend Astrid. It looked like she wanted to meet at the mall.
Knowing he'd seen it, she glanced at him. "Would you be cool with that?"
"I mean, I'd be down. Astrid seems nice, and we're not exactly busy here. Unless I'm intruding or...?"
"She's chill, I doubt she'll mind." She sent a text back to her, and Astrid quickly replied. "See?" She said, showing him the response. "She doesn't care."
"Alright." He said, reassured that he was more than welcome to their little hangout. "Guess you should get ready then." While Ash was still in her pajamas, Casey had already dressed by the time she woke up. With a dark blue long skirt and a floral-patterned shirt, he was ready to get up and leave.
As he waited downstairs, Ash went back to her room so she could get ready for the day. Just after she got dressed, he approached her. Standing in the doorway of her bedroom with something behind his back, he looked rather nervous and was fidgeting with whatever he was holding.
"What is it?" She asked, buttoning up her flannel shirt.
Hesitantly, he revealed it was a vibrating butt plug and its remote. "I was thinking...I've seen this kind of thing in porn before and thought about trying it. Like, I have this in me while we're in public and you have the remote?"
"I mean, yeah that sounds great, but you're sure you're comfortable with it? I just wanna make sure, since we'll be in public and all."
He nodded. "I'm sure."
After setting things up with that, he rode with his girlfriend to the mall. He was nervous about how he'd be able to control himself, but excited nonetheless. They had only recently started dating, but he'd very quickly figured out that dating her had a major bonus: she was a dominant willing to try the sorts of things he'd previously only fantasized about.
After arriving, they met Astrid at the front entrance. Seeing them arrive, she raised her hand. "Sup."
"Hey." Ash nodded.
She looked to Casey. "Glad you could tag along, didn't get to talk much last time."
"Yeah, you seemed cool so I thought it'd be fun to spend a little more time with you." Casey said, occasionally darting his eyes to Ash. Each time she stuck her hands in her jacket pockets, a part of him wondered if she would press the button.
"Fuck yeah I'm cool!" The leather-clad butch let out a hearty laugh. "Anyway, what stores do you two want to check out? Personally, I wanted to see what patches I could find for my biking jacket and figured I'd drag someone along with me."
