The Morning After
By Cobalt Shifter
Synopsis: Daniel wakes up after a one night stand he can't remember and is charmed and controlled by the woman he wakes up to.
Disclaimer: All characters depicted are over 18 years of age. Do not read this or any other related erotic content if you are under the age of 18. This is a work of erotic fantasy and is entirely fictional. All situations depicted should not be replicated or attempted in real life without the knowing consent of all parties involved. Any similarity to real life individuals or scenarios are entirely coincidental and unintentional.
Tw: amnesia
Daniel woke up to bright light shining through the windows and right into his eyes. He immediately had to blink and shift so the single shaft of light wasn't blinding him. He looked around and quickly realized he wasn't in his apartment. First of all, he didn't have a window facing the bed in his bedroom. His bedroom's walls were boring and beige, and adorned with posters, with his tiny desk in the corner. This room was oozing luxury and glamour, a large open window visible from the bed with white lace curtains adorning it. There were practical white curtains on the sides, but whoever's room this one clearly had a sense of elegance to them, with light gold trimming and patterns running along them. There was a white and gold dresser along the other wall with a mirror on the top. It was lined with discrete but beautiful gold jewelry. The queen bed was large enough for 2 people as well, which was a luxury compared to his twin bed in his cramped bedroom. It had a tufted headboard, beautiful duvet sheets and soft silk pillows. It was extremely comfortable, no wonder he slept in past sunrise.
Then Daniel remembered: the party. He had gone to a birthday party the night before, cause he was a friend of a friend of a friend and just happened to get invited. He didn't have much to do that night anyway, having the weekend off from his 2 jobs and university schooling. He remembers going there and arriving late, he remembers socializing a bit with who he knew, realizing most of them were drunk already. He couldn't drink anything with alcohol due to a medical condition, so he remembered feeling bummed that he was going to be a bit left out. He tried to find a quiet part of the party to hang out till some of the birthday activities started and then... nothing. Daniel couldn't remember anything past that point. He couldn't have drank anything, that's impossible, he literally would have died. Was his water cup spiked? He hoped not. But he didn't seem to feel sick in any way, if anything he felt more relaxed than ever.
He looked around for his phone but didn't see it immediately around him. On either side of the bed was an elegant nightstand with white shade lamps resting upon them, the one to his right had a digital clock reading 11:39 AM. Definitely way later than he had ever slept in. He only had his loose boxers on, so clearly things had gotten more intimate with whoever he was with last night. He looked around the room and saw his shirt and jeans folded neatly onto a white cushioned chair in the corner opposite the door. The heard some kind of cooking happening outside the room. He tentatively pulled the sheets aside and got out of the bed. The floor was lined with an extremely well kept and soft carpet, which felt amazing to wiggle between his toes. He felt a little light headed as he stood, as if he hadn't moved for days. He got his clothes on, which seemed to have been washed and taken great care of. Not finding his phone with them either, he tentatively exited the room.
He was greeted to an equally luxurious open concept living room and kitchen. The floor here was a light hardwood with porcelain tile dividing the kitchen from the spacious living room. There was a large white sectional sofa taking up most of the space, lined with comfy pillows and memory foam cushions. A sleek coffee table sat in the center in-front of a curved television sat upon a cabinet. To the left of the kitchen sat a beautiful dining room table with a vase of white roses in its center. In the kitchen there were white gloss cabinets framed perfectly along the wall. The countertops were made of white marble, with a few small plants and a bowl of fruit testing upon it. A subway tile backsplash lined the walls, with sleek stainless steel appliances and the bare minimum cutlery and cookware left out. It all looked so expensive and luxurious, Daniel began to wonder who the hell he ended up sleeping with last night. He couldn't imagine someone with such high standards picking up a shabby guy like him. Speaking of which, he quickly saw the beautiful women cooking pancakes on the stove.
Cooking at the countertop stove, turned away from Daniel was a short woman with luscious split brown and blond flowing hair that went down her back. She was in an oversized t-shirt, any bottoms or curves hidden beneath it. He didn't want to startle her as she was cooking, so he carefully sneaked his way to the couch and sat down. Soon after he sat, she seemed to realize he had entered.
"Good morning Daniel, pancakes will be ready soon." She announced, startling Daniel.
Her voice was velvet and smooth, and she spoke loudly but still with an incredibly soft tone. He spun around and she was now turned around, smiling at him. She seemed young but still older than him, probably 24 or 25, with a grace and beauty that gave her skin such a youthful look. She had vibrant blue green eyes, and a warm welcoming smile. Her makeup was fresh and natural, enhancing her features without being overpowering. The oversized t-shirt hung off one shoulder, showing off her smooth pale skin and a simple gold necklace with an intricate gold pendant hung at the bottom, dipping below the collar. A clear pearl orb sat at the center of the pendant, with something at its center, but he could not tell from this distance.
Daniel was truly stunned by the angel in front of him. She was gorgeous, and way out of his league, which just enhanced his questions on how the hell he ended up in her place. It took him a moment to be broken out of his awestruck daze.
"Oh, uhhhhh, hi there," He uttered, stupidly. He immediately felt like an idiot but only thing he could do is try to salvage any chance he had with this gorgeous woman.
"I'm sorry, I must have had a bad night, I don't remember anything. What's your name?" She seemed to give a knowing laugh as he admitted to his pitiful situation.
"It's alright, it was a bit intense. My name's Sophie!" she gave him a sweet smile and turned back to finishing the pancakes as the stove began to beep at her. "Ah, there we are!" She scooped up the last pancake onto a plate of 3 beautiful pancakes.
"Syrup? Blueberries?" she asked, gesturing to the appropriate additives on the side. Daniel was a bit startled that this beautiful angel had prepared him his favorite breakfast, down to the syrup and side of blueberries.
"Yes, please ma'am" he quickly answered, and quickly bit his tongue. He hadn't meant to call her ma'am, but it just seemed right for some reason given the circumstances. He had assumingly slept with her so I guess formalities were out of the question, but he was very afraid of being kicked out and having to do the walk of shame home, wherever the hell that was.
"Hehe, cute" she gave him a quick smirk as she added both the syrup and berries to his plate, and then her own plate which was set on the side. "Come sit, before the stack gets cold."
He felt his body moving almost automatically, with an eagerness he hadn't expected. It wasn't a mad dash, but he seemed to move with haste, making it to the table before she did. He sat down at the table where his silverware had been set in place ahead of time. He put his hands in his lap, and awaited his plate. He got an even better look at her beauty up close, and could feel his jaw falling ever so slightly slack in awe. She set her plate across from him, and then his plate down in front of him, giving him a sweet smile as he looked up to her like an eager puppy.
