Amelia
Going out together to an ice-skating event was really a good idea. It has been his, as she'd never have thought about that as a romantic place for a date before. In fact she never went to a skating rink not to skate ; nor did he, but Luke wanted to try something "for once". She smiled inwardly as she could remember him telling that a hundred times already, in these 3 weeks they've been dating.
"Hey, do you want us to bake a cake tonight, for once? My colleague Steve gave me his mother's recipe for a carrot cake."
"Amelia, since we're staying there tonight, would you like me to give you a foot massage, for once?"
"So, for once I was going to the practice through the city center when I recognized a friend from school..."
He was always up for new things to try, and that was refreshing to her. When you've been on earth for more than a thousand years, things tend to become easily boring. But since the Great Collapse of God 2 years ago, she and all her fellow demons were changed in humans. Slightly modified humans, perhaps, but definitely humans, with death at the end and all the other things before like... aging, or emotions.
Anyways, here she was, attending an ice-skating competition of high jump with no idea of who the contestants were or how many times they were allowed to jump. And she was enjoying it! With her hands between Luke's to keep them warm, both of them joking lightly about one contender making the same funny face of extreme focus before each jump.
She was feeling great with him. HE was making her feel great. She found that maybe he was slightly excentric, but he was also genuine and always interesting. The only thing that kept her from being fulfilled was their sexlife, or their lack of sexlife to be specific. But she understood it, it was part of his Rules, and they were overall highly benefiting him so she couldn't really complain.
He had some principles that guided his life, like "going out at least twice a week", or "Try a new activity each year" (he had been playing chess for several months now, and he starts to know what he's doing when they play together.) or even "Don't have sex with a woman if you're not dating for more than a month". It helps him "focus on what is important in their relationship instead of rushing to the pleasure of the flesh." Well, maybe he was right about that : the fact that she needed to fuck as an ex-succubus was unknwown to him, and he had no reason to believe she was impatiently waiting for the end of the "trial period" as he calls it. She didn't make a move towards him sexually, as she felt it would be disrepectful of his rule and he could be offended by it now that she was aware of his feeling about it.
When they first met in a bar she was hunting for a man to have sex with and never see again, according to an old habit back from when she needed it to survive. He was there, talking with the barmaid about beer like it was interesting, and Amelia entered into the discussion. Soon after they took a table : she learnt he was there because he wanted to try something new, and never had been to this bar before.
Their conversation quickly became strange as they ran from one topic to another, sometimes going backward to finish talking about a point they didn't discuss enough. After a while, during a brief silence in the conversation, he said unexpectedly :
"You know what? I like you."
She must have been looking surprised, because he had a small laugh and went on to talk about how he thought some social norms were stupid and "not maximizing collective happiness", since they talked about that and utilitarianism earlier. It surprised her also because she had let several hints in the conversation, one or two times sexualizing the conversation a bit with a joke, but he didn't use this opportunity to go towards this topic. It was as if he totally forgot about the fact that he was talking to a seemingly 30ish woman with a dream figure, big expressive hazel eyes and a cute smile. (And yes, she was sure her smile was cute : she worked on it nearly a hundred years before getting it right.)
Long story short, they talked until the bar closed, at which point they were both on their 3rd drink and she suddenly remembered that she wanted to sleep with him, and not just enjoy his company like she'd been doing for the previous hour. She offered him to come to her flat to "continue the conversation", and he gladly accepted. Once they were sitted on the couch and she removed her bra "to get comfy", Luke told her :
"I think you didn't invite me here only to talk... But I have to tell you something about how I consider relationships."
He then proceeded to explain his reasons, how he wanted to be sure about his feelings towards someone before sharing his intimacy with her, etc. She tried to understand his motivations, asked some questions, and finally said :
"So, you want to be sure about your feelings towards me before revealing yourself and "sharing your intimacy", right?" He nodded patiently, waiting to see what was her point. She smiled mischeviously :
"Well, I'm pretty sure myself about how I feel right now... Don't worry, I'll do all the revealing and the sharing of intimacy tonight. Besides, it's kinda hot there, don't you think?"
He didn't say anything as she unbuttoned slowly her shirt, before removing it completely and letting her glorious breasts reveal themselves. As she noticed his conflicted expression, she added :
"I'm not trying to make you betray your own rules, you don't have to do anything else than enjoy this. Take it as a gift from me to thank you for this wonderful evening."
As he heard that, a true smile appeared on his face and he answered :
"Your gift shall be thoroughly enjoyed, then." He made eyed-contact and winked, before relaxing back in the couch and staring at her captivating breasts. Next went the boots and the socks, the pants, and finally the panties. She took care not to overdo it, as she didn't want him to think she was experienced in the art of strip-tease. But judging by the tent in his pants, that was still sexy enough.
Still fully naked, she looked him dead in the eyes and told him "I know that I loved tonight with you, and I want to get to know you better. And also, I want to jump your bones when you're ready!" Several seconds passed with mixed emotions in his eyes, then he answered softly "Sounds like a great plan." He hugged her before leaving, and 4 days later they were together.
Amelia
I am going to tell him. I need to tell him I had been a demon for more than a thousand years : he is clever and open-minded, he shouldn't react this badly. It is common knowledge now that some ex-demons live among humans, but the vast majority of them hid their true nature to prevent any discriminating reactions from humans. But Luke... No, he knows me well by now, I can trust him! Really, I need to tell him. I just don't know how.
"Babe, you've been really quiet this evening, aren't you anticipating tomorrow's jumping of bones?" He says, pausing in his breakfast.
Yes, because that has been the problem : tomorrow is our one-month anniversary, and I would be allowed to "jump his bones", much to his pleasure and to mine in theory. But I have a choice to make : if I choose to "maximize the collective happiness" (thank my utilitarianist boyfriend) in our couple by rocking his world all night long, he'd guess that I'm not a normal human. On the other hand, chosing to make love like a bland, inexperienced human woman would mean that I don't get to give my man as much pleasure as he deserves, without even talking about how I crave him myself! And after a month of abstinence, I am really looking forward to this moment...
"Amelia? Is this really a matter? Or are you finally fed up with this running gag?"
I turn to him and answer with a smile "No, not at all. You better finish your milk, that's the last chance you get to solidify your bones before tomorrow morning." That smile tasted like lying, though.
We have been jocking about my sentence all month long, and sex is nearly always refered to as "jumping his bones" since I used it that evening. He even offered me a little personalized poster to put on my room's door : "Do not disturb - Jumping of bones in progress". As I think back on everything we have shared and how much we have enjoyed each other's company lately, I take a deep breath :
"I have to tell you something, Luke."
"What? Don't tell me you have a dick, I know it's false."
I chuckle and punch his arm playfully, then I regain my seriousness :
"No, really, it's important."
"Well, okay. I'm listening."
"You know, all these demons transformed in humans 2 years ago? I'm one of them."
I could feel the silence, pressing on my shoulders more and more each second. Come on, please! Say something, tell me you don't hate me!
