ATLAS:
The feisty old woman keeps bringing trouble my way.
You wouldn't believe me if I told you that she simply determined that from today onwards, I will have to work hard to pass "Handling Your Majesty" training.
If I took this shit?
No, never would I accept such a deal!
Or at least not without good reason.
Sometimes we have to choose the thing that least harms us and I opted for...
(You opted? No way! It was just our female saying that it would be better for you to accept to avoid confusion and fights, that you ran with your tail between your feathers to do what our companion "politely asked")— and here comes the so "loved and dear" Klaus.
Fucking gossip wolf!
He talks as if he weren't someone else, that just seeing Mel all he has to do is slip on his drool.
Well, back to reality, at this very moment, I'm in front of the sink washing the dishes we used for dinner last night.
Yes, even that the feisty old woman made me do.
I've even lost count of the number of glasses and plates I've already broken, I didn't know that washing dishes was so much work. Who I can say is not enjoying this at all is Glória, who has even scolded me for almost destroying her kitchen.
I wash the last glass that was there, I finally finished that torture, honestly between sweeping the house and washing the dishes, I'll sweep the house.
I dry my hands and head towards the living room, where I quickly throw myself on the couch. I keep thinking about everything that's happened these last few days, Elisabeth is treating Christian like he doesn't even exist, they die in the same house, but honestly? Does not seem.
This indifference of his female seems to be slowly killing Christian, I don't see him doing almost anything anymore, he doesn't even eat right, he's kind of in living dead mode.
I am sad for them, but mainly for my princess who even cried because of the situation. It was awful, I felt helpless not knowing how to help so I just cradled her in my arms and felt her body shake against mine with her sobs.
A short time ago she decided that she would occupy her head with Philip's case, now she is closely following each discovery, I think this was her way of disconnecting a little from her problems and focusing on those of my friend.
At first, I even thought of opposing it, but seeing her so determined I couldn't do that, I want the best for my female, even if I don't agree with that very much.
Ah, I almost forgot to mention Pietro, he's already in the house we built for him, he couldn't bear to live under the same roof as Aunt Maria, the two are at war, it's a very silly fight they have.
Flashback
— You grumpy old man, give me that control now, do you think this is Mother Joana's house? Old man abused a fig!— says Aunt Maria trying desperately to take control of Pietro's hand, who was doing magic to push her away without any effort.
— You can very well go and watch your soapy soap operas in your room, get away from my irritating old face— says Pietro looking at the television, where a documentary about animals is showing.
— Don't speak ill of my soap operas, they do me a lot of good— she says indignantly— you might as well go watch them in your room!— she says, thinking she's the owner of reason.
— Look here you...— is interrupted by Mel who steals the control and quickly puts it on a channel where some older drawings are playing.
— I don't think this one here will complain— says Mel putting herself in the middle of the two who are sitting on the sofa— now shut up and watch my old people— she says laying her head on Aunt Maria's lap and putting feet in Pietro's lap.
— Baggy girl— the two say together, look at each other and everyone starts laughing uncontrollably.
And I watch everything from afar, my princess so relaxed and happy, interacting with the two who are already considered kind of parents to her. These two don't know how good they are for my female.
end of flashback
That day was great, seeing her like that made me feel really good, of course with a little jealousy, but okay.
Do you know the most interesting thing? It was that when Pietro went to move to his new house Aunt Maria seemed a bit downcast, not only she but Pietro himself, I think that as much as they keep teasing each other, they both like each other and I'm not talking a simple like.
As they say, opposites attract and life takes many turns, who knows later on these two will end up together? But that only time will tell us.
I'm so focused on my daydreams that I don't even notice when my princess appears in the room, she's wearing short panda pajamas, with owl slippers on her feet.
Beautiful as always, even with sleepy little eyes.
Strange that she's awake because it's still early, it's not even hours yet.
She comes on top of me and lays down on top of my body, I wrap my arms around her body and give her a lingering kiss on her forehead.
— What are you doing awake at this time, my princess?— I ask, caressing her hair while she lifts her head to look me in the eyes.
— I missed your body in bed— he says snuggling closer to me.
— And even? Look, we're making progress, she missing me— I say smugly and get a pat on her arm.
— I said I missed your body, not you— he speaks biting my weak neck.
— Just my body, young lady?— I say grabbing her ass and giving it a light squeeze, I feel her body shiver on top of mine.
— Okay, I admit it's all about you, but don't get too caught up in it! Only I can do that— he chuckles at the end of the sentence.
— It's like that, right? So no kisses for you either— I say trying to see if she's thirsty, but I'm wrong.
— It will hurt you more than it will hurt me— he says teasing me and to make matters worse he puts his hand inside my shorts, squeezing my member.
— Don't tease Mel— I growl feeling like I'm ready to make my female scream with pleasure.
The slut doesn't even listen and just starts making back-and-forth movements with her hand.
I can't resist and change places with her, now getting on top, I start a trail of kisses on her neck to her shoulder where I bite not so hard, just enough to make her even more excited.
I growl softly in her ear and just as I'm about to rip her clothes off we hear an annoying fucking voice snap us out of our moment.
— But... What does that mean?— the annoying voice speaks making Mel quickly try to get me off her.
In addition to being slutty, now the old woman is a badass empath.
— Aunt? We, well, we were...— Melt is speechless, she is now next to me on the sofa and her face looks like red peppers with embarrassment. And me, well, I have a big pillow on my lap, trying to hide how excited my friend is.
— She knows what we were about to do if they hadn't got in the way— I grimace, irritated by the situation.
I so badly needed to sink inside my female right now.
— Oh, would you...— the angry old woman puts a hand over her mouth trying to hide her astonishment— in the room?— she says a bit horrified.
— More specifically on the couch— I say pointing to it.
Mel, who until then was quiet trying to control her shame, turns even redder (if that's possible). She puts her hands on her face and rubs.
— I don't even have the face to look at it now auntie, we're sorry you shouldn't see something similar to that— says Mel all shy.
Aunt Maria, who until then had seemed horrified, began to laugh uncontrollably, I seriously thought she was going to fall hard on the floor from laughing so hard.
My princess and I were speechless, just seeing the lady in front of us trying uselessly to control herself. When she finally stops, she has tears in her eyes from laughing so hard.
— Do you think I'm amazed by this? Really? Look at my age, kids, I know a lot of things about sex that you don't even imagine existing, even though you're still a virgin and pure— he says the last words, seeming to be absurdly proud of his virginity, and then he turns his back on us, going towards the kitchen— Ah, but next time try to do this in the bedroom, I don't want to have to stop sitting on this sofa, it's very comfortable and my bottom thanks you— speak a little louder, already from the hallway
— Don't forget that I'm still a much older, old woman— I also speak loudly so that she can hear me.
— I've never seen a better—preserved old man, oh if I were a few years younger— Aunt Maria spoke softly, but Mel and I still listened. I can't help but laugh at the situation.
— That's enough, I'm going to lie down and pretend this didn't happen— says Mel, shaking her head as she goes up the stairs— it's everyone that appears to me— I hear her mutter softly and laugh again.
These two!
When I'm alone I lift the pillow and see my friend still standing.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna get a serious case of purple sores.