Rising Shards

I braced myself on the shower wall, leaning forward with Evy behind me.

”This OK?” Evy asked.

”Yeah, you’re doing great,” I purred.

Usually shower sex was a gamble. Sometimes it was amazing, heated, and passionate, and sometimes it was mostly just awkward and slippery. With Evy’s shapeshifted appendage in the mix, this was one of the better shower fucks we’d had. Evy was still in a state of pure arousal, but also still being adorably dorky about this whole thing, thrusting against me and still checking if this was alright every few minutes.

The heat of the water, the feeling of our bodies together like this, the way Evy was so into this, so into me. In the grand scheme of things, we hadn’t been together all that long, but it also was relieving that we were still so into each other, still able to tap into that fiery passion, the same spark that had us fucking all night long when we were first snowed in. The love between us was better than the carnal pleasure for me in that moment, even as I hit a climax, I was enjoying the butterflies in my stomach from having the woman I adore match that adoration, match that lust, we were just so in sync, it made my stressors wash away like the water down the drain.

”Stella...” Evy breathed out, smacking her hips harder against me.

I was still in the bliss of those butterflies and of course the orgasm, her pumping into me faster and faster barely registered. Her finishing certainly was its own spectacle though, I nearly came again as she moaned, cumming deep inside me.

Evy finished luckily as my legs were about to give out. The rest of the shower was just for actually cleaning ourselves off and just a bit of cuddle time before we finally had to wrap it up, lest we spend the rest of the night all pruney.

I was exhausted by the time I walked into the living room, just wearing pink shorts and a big comfy t-shirt. Evy was dressed similarly, though she was in basketball shorts versus my pink number.

”Is it still there?” I asked as I nuzzled up against her. We were both beat, and with it being late, we probably didn’t have time for much more before we had to go to bed. The joys of spending a weekday fucking when we had work the next day.

”Haven’t burned it out yet,” Evy said, wrapping her arms around me, grinding against my ass so I could feel just that. ”Sorry if it’s all me tonight...we might not get to your turn.”

”We can do that any time,” I said. ”You really wanted a go like this, I’m happy to have a night just getting fucked by that huge thing.”

”Still kinda weird saying it, huh?” Evy said.

”Mhm,” I said, pushing my ass against her. ”It’s fun, though. I miss your usual equipment, but it’s fun to try something new like this, too.”

I thought I’d be too sore and tired for any more, but I found myself pulling my shorts down, helping Evy back into my pussy. We didn’t have the energy for anything more than soft, gentle cuddle fucks, but that was lovely too.

Especially lovely the longer we went on, Evy started softly murmuring to me.

”I really, truly love you,” Evy said. ”So much.”

”Evy...” I said. ”I love you too.”

”So much?” Evy asked.

”Do I have to add the so much to match yours?” I giggled.

”It’d be nice,” Evy said, purposefully sounding a bit bratty.

”Hmmm,” I matched her bratty tone. ”Well, I know I love you, but so much? Let’s see...”

Evy thrusted a bit harder against me, just a bit, making me moan.

”That sounded like a ’so much’ level noise,” Evy said.

”Now that you want me to say it so bad, I dunno...” I teased, which only made Evy thrust harder. ”Loving you really and truly? I can match that, but so much?”

Another hard thrust. Evy’s hands reached lower, and I wasn’t prepared for her to take care of me with her fingers while she fucked me with a cock at the same time, another big whimper escaped me.

”I know you do even if you don’t say it, but now I really want to hear those two words from you, Stel,” Evy said, kissing my neck.

I was powerless in this wonderful onslaught of pleasure. Evy was good at getting me barely able to speak, so as I got closer and closer to cumming again, I was in that state of near nonstop moans and passionate sighs. But as we both finished again, almost in perfect sync, I blurted it out.

”So...much.”

We were really out of steam then, too tired for any more, too tired to even check if Evy’s whole business was back to normal, barely dragging our asses to bed so we would only wake up sore from all the sex, without any additional soreness from sleeping on the couch.

When we woke up, Evy was back to normal, and we had to carry on with our normal lives, going back to work. But we had a new fun element in the mix for us, and a new fun in-joke between us, adding ”so much” to everything, from going ”Good morning...so much,” to an answer to stuff like ”You want coffee?” And of course adding it every time we said we loved each other. So much.