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Mason woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was nearly 10:00 a.m. His stomach rumbled gently, coaxing him out of bed. He was mildly surprised he could even smell the food, given how far away the kitchen was from Lucy's bedroom. He threw on a t-shirt and a comfortable pair of shorts before heading out of the room and letting his nose lead him to the source of the wonderful smell.
As he stepped into the kitchen he nearly stumbled in surprise. He hadn't seen Lucene since that first night and even though he knew she was supposed to make her appearance today he had been expecting Lucy to hang around for a bit in the morning.
He wasn't disappointed to see her at all, though. Her back was to him as she moved food around on the counter. She was wearing what he assumed were her pajamas which were just a pair of very short booty shorts and a cropped cami. Both were white and made of silk. Lucene's skin was pink. Not a garish hot pink, but more like bubble gum pink.
Like Double Bubble.
Mason stood there and admired Lucene's form for several seconds. He watched the graceful way her body moved as she lightly stepped from the stove to the counter and back again as she plated food and cleaned up after herself.
Her legs were long and toned, her ass was round and full below a narrow waist and smooth back. Her hair was shoulder length and was that white greyish color that was so popular these days. Her tail swished as she hummed to herself.
After several seconds, Lucene stiffened and quickly turned to him, sensing his presence.
"Oh! Good morning, Mason. Breakfast is ready. Have a seat." Lucene was blushing and she quickly turned back to her task.
"Good morning, Lucene. It's nice to see you again."
"I'm happy to see you too."
Lucene picked up a plate and walked over to the small breakfast nook table Mason sat at. She placed the plate in front of him and after just a moment of hesitation, bent down to kiss him tenderly on the cheek. Mason tilted his head, accepted it, and grinned at her as she sat beside him. She crossed her legs and placed her hands in her lap as she watched him eat.
"This is great!" She had served him two slices of toast with thick, three-berry jam slathered across them. On top of that, she put an over-easy egg sprinkled with chopped bacon bits and thin slices of avocado atop all of it. He picked one up and took a bite, doing his best to get a mouthful of toast, egg, bacon, and avocado in one go.
Mason moaned in pleasure. The sweetness of the jam mixed with the savory flavor of bacon, lightly salted and peppered egg, and avocado made his mouth water even more than when he first smelled it. He'd never thought of putting all of this together onto toast. He usually ate bacon, eggs, and toast separately on his plate.
"This is amazing," Mason moaned again. Lucene was leaning on the table, the back of her head behind her ear held in her hand, elbow propped up. It reminded him of the first night he met Lucia. It was a similar posture.
Lucene smiled. "Thank you."
Mason stared at her horns long enough that he felt rude. They were at the top of her forehead and a little wider than her eyes, which were a pleasing honey color. Her horns reminded him of Hellboy, though they weren't nearly as large, and instead of red, they matched the color of her hair but gradually turned darker until they were jet-black at the tips. Somehow all of the random colors didn't clash.
Mason caught himself staring and cleared his throat. "Sorry. That was rude. It's just I haven't seen you since that first night and I wasn't expecting you to...uh...look like this."
"That's ok. It's not rude. I know it will take some time to get used to. I like to play with colors, sometimes picking ones that don't go all that well together. I have a lot more freedom in that regard than the others. I can change anything at any time since no one else sees me. You can stare all you want."
She sat up straight in her chair and moved her shoulders back. Her cami was low cut and her full breasts were on display. Mason couldn't keep his eyes from going straight to her chest. He noticed her nipples were hard and she was using her arms to squeeze her breasts together slightly.
Mason coughed, a bit of toast getting caught in his throat.
Lucene got up immediately and poured him a glass of orange juice. His eyes followed her the entire time. Once back at the table, Lucene seemed tense, like she had a question she was afraid to ask.
"Are you ok? What's wrong?"
"Yes! Yes. I'm fine. I just- I'm just nervous, I guess."
"Nervous? Why are you nervous?"
"Well," Lucene hesitated. "It's just that I've never really been around a man before. And you're a handsome man. It's scary because I love you already. I can feel what the others feel for you and I can't help but love you too. Not that I wouldn't love you on my own! But I can feel the way you love them too. And I'm just nervous because you don't know me as well as I know you. I don't want you to feel obligated or pressured to-"
Mason placed a hand on her shoulder. "Stop. It's ok. I understand. I have never felt any pressure or obligation about anything concerning you three. I'm excited to get to know you and I'm really glad you're finally here."
Lucene sagged in relief at his words then stiffened again after a moment. "Um," she hesitated again. "I've also never
done anything.
I know Lucy told you, but I just want to make sure."
"It doesn't have to be like that, Lucene. We don't have to do
anything
but hang out and get to know one another. There's no pressure. I expect nothing from you. Well, now that you've made this egg, toast, and bacon thing I'm going to ask you to show me
exactly
how you made it. I swear everything on this plate tastes better by itself than anything I've ever made, but altogether it's heavenly!"
"I'll show you! But I want to keep making them for you too. I make them a bunch of different ways."
"I'm tempted to go back to sleep and wake up tomorrow morning so I can try the next one!"
Lucene giggled.
Mason smiled as he finished his breakfast. Once he was done Lucene took his plate to the sink and washed it.
"I can do that, you know."
"I know. But I like to do it."
Mason stood at the counter next to her as she washed the dishes.
"So, what do you want to do today?"
Lucene stiffened again. "I don't really leave the house. So..."
"I know. But Lucy and Lucia like to go out a lot. Way more than I'm used to, so staying in and relaxing sounds like a great idea to me."
"Really? You don't want to go out?"
"Nah. I'm much more of a homebody, honestly. Don't get me wrong, I
love
going out with them. They're the only ones I'd do that sort of stuff with. They are a lot of fun when we're out. But I do love to stay in and have a good Netflix marathon. Or play video games. I do a lot of reading too, which I'm sure you know. We have the whole weekend to just chill and get to know one another."
Lucene looked happy to hear this. She had known of some of his hobbies, but she was worried he would find her boring compared to Lucy and Lucene.
"Well, there's this show I've been wanting to watch. I think it's something you would like if you haven't seen it already."
"I'm down. What is it?"
"It's called Spaced. It has Simon Pegg and Nick Frost. It was before they did Shaun of the Dead. It's even directed by Edgar Wright."
"No way! I've been wanting to watch that. I've never seen it streaming anywhere and the Blu-rays were way too expensive for me to justify spending money on them."
"Yeah, they were pricey compared to other Blu-rays I've seen. When do you want to start?"
Mason had slept a bit late and it was after ten in the morning. He thought for a second. "Let me shower and we can get started right away."
"Okay!"
Mason took the stairs up to his and Lucy's room, not realizing Lucene was right behind him. He saw her out of the corner of his eye as he was taking his shirt off in the bathroom. He had left the door ajar and Lucene was peeking in.
Mason smiled and opened the door a bit more. "Did you want to join me?" He asked gently.
Lucene shook her head vigorously, taking a step back from the door.
"Okay. That's okay. I didn't know if I should offer or not. And it was just that. An offer. No pressure. I'll be out in a few."
Mason got undressed and stepped in the shower, the water heating up quickly. He didn't shower as long as he would have liked, but he didn't want to keep Lucene waiting. The first thing he noticed when he stepped out of the shower was that the bathroom door was now wide open. The frosted glass of the shower had prevented him from noticing.
Lucene had dragged over a chair from the other side of their bedroom and was sitting just in front of the door. She watched him as he stepped naked from the shower. Mason paused for a moment when he noticed her. She seemed to be too shy or nervous to do anything with him yet, but she definitely wanted to watch. She was squeezing her legs together tightly, her fingers digging into the supple pink flesh of her thighs. Lucene was breathing deeply and biting her lip, a look of longing on her face as Mason dried himself off and dressed. Mason had become aroused at being watched by the succubus, he couldn't hide his erection, even after he had put on a clean pair of soft shorts and a t-shirt. It stuck out, tenting his shorts ridiculously. He tried tucking it under his waistband but it stuck out way too far to be comfortable. He eventually just settled on sticking it back into his shorts and hoping it would go away soon. He had no intention of forcing, coercing, or convincing Lucene in any way to do anything that she didn't want to do, so he'd just have to deal with it.
Lucene watched the show the entire time, not making a sound.
"Ready?" Mason asked. He walked toward her, leaving the restroom. He had been about to stop and wait for her to stand so they could walk to the in-home theater room together, but Lucene just sat there, staring at him.