You're mine!

"Please don't be gone in the morning." she mombled softly, holding a little tighter. "You're.... Abby, you're special to me." she said softly, blushing deeply. What a weird relationship.

Abby stared at the pillow behind Rachel's head. She was glad that neither could see the other's face, as she didn't want to see Rachel's beauty, nor did she want Rachel to see her confused and frightened expression. "I'll stay." She whispered, closing her eyes, wrapping her arms tightly around the other girl's spindly frame.

"Tha.... thank you." she murmured, drifting to sleep in her arms, her grip loosening a little. Someone had done something very wrong to her, it seemed. Something very mean.

Abby pondered this as the other girl slept. Strange... no one had ever quite clung to her the same way Rachel did. She climbed out of bed a little later, when she was sure Rachel was sound asleep, and got herself a snack--her stomach had been rumbling quite painfully, and she hadn't been able to fall asleep. Eventually though, she did climb back into bed, drifting comfortably into sleep with her arms around her latest partner.

Her eyes blinked open slowly, and she smiled at the other girl, kissing her neck gently, feeling her soft hair. She was so beautiful... and...
Are we...
she sighed happily, her finger tracing a gentle line along her body, long and winding. Down her neck, over her breasts, up her side, down her arm.

Abby was startled awake by the touch. She owned a single bed, only room for one, and slept in it by herself. She was not accustomed to waking up to the warmth of another person. And she'd forgotten how much she loved it. With an appreciative little noise in her throat, she rolled over and faced the other, smiling sleepily. "Morning?" She murmured, not even opening her eyes yet. Too tired.

"Mmmmmmorning." Rachel said with a sultry voice. "You look adorable asleep." she said softly kissing her lips gently. "Should I make you coffee? Do you have any appointments today?" she asked, softly.

Abby groaned softly at the chipperness of the other girl. "It's... Saturday? No appointments Saturday..." She murmured, rolling over again, wanting to go back to sleep. "Coffee will be great when I manage to drag myself out of bed... Thank you." She looked at Rachel and flashed that charming smile before the light hit her eyes and she rolled into the pillow.

Rachel smiled back. "I'll make pancakes." she whispered softly into Abby's ear. "And then... who knows?" she added softyl, her hands slipping down her front. She was a morning person. He loved to make love right after waking.

Abby purred softly as she was whispered to, and touched. It felt good to have someone touch her like that, tenderly, gently. "Pancakes sound great." She murmured, placing a hand over Rachel's, stroking it affectionately. It scared her to think that this wasn't just her techniques at charming girls. This was really caring for the other girl like she hadn't cared for someone in a long time.

She rose from bed, graceful like a feline, and slipped out of ther room to start her day. She usually dressed last. She hummed to herself as she started making breakfast, a simple song from her childhood.

Abby climbed out of bed a minute or two later, leaving her blanket behind, but glad for the panties covering her sex. She was a bit more comfortable that way. Shuffling, she went into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around Rachel's waist. She purred softly, leaning her head on the other girl's shoulder, enjoying the warmth.

The other girl smiled and kissed her cheek, flipping a pancake easily. "I'm glad you stayed." she said happily. "Coffee's in the pot." she said, pointing then holding her hand.

Abby leaned in and whispered into Rachel's ear. "Me too." She said, softly, and then pulled away, pouring herself and Rachel mugs of coffee. "Do you take milk and sugar?" She asked, going to the fridge, searching for a carton of 2%. When she found it, she poured some into her own coffee, yawning a little.

She smiled. "I take it black." she said. "The bitterness wakes me up faster." she flipped a pancake onto a plate with a degree of skill, then doled out some eggs for her. "Would you like some toast, too?"

Abby grinned. "Baby, you treat me too well." She said, grinning, kissing Rachel's cheek. She proceeded to sip her coffee, setting Rachel's next to the stove for her. "I'm good with just the eggs and pancakes. Thank you so much that." She took a huge swallow of her coffee, then wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist again, enjoying the feeling of her breasts against the other girl's back.

Rachel smiled and made her own plate, taking her cofee and turning to give Abby a gentle kiss. "Well. I have the day off." she said with a glint in her eyes as she moved past her to sit down. "So.... if you want to do anything..."

Abby bit into her pancake, not even bothering to use a fork, just diving right in. She looked kind of silly with her mouthful of pancake, pink bedhead and naked torso--but in a way, very beautiful, like this was how she should have looked all the time. She swallowed and smiled at Rachel cheekily. "You're the boss. You get to pick what we do on your time." She laughed softly, then took another big bite, loving the home-cooked taste.

"Do you have any limits?" she asked softly. "I don't want to make you do anything you don't enjoy or find exciting." she said, leaning forward towards her. "I mean, I hae sme ideas, but a few are sorta out there..."

Abby shrugged, swallowed, and started speaking again. "I've kind of learned to push my limits, I guess." She said, absently. "You kind of have to when your clients want... well... certain services." She screwed up her face a little, as if remembering something unpleasant, then shook her head and smiled at the other girl. "If I'm not okay with something, I'll let you know. How's that?" She asked, and shoved half a pancake into her mouth.

"Alright." she said. "What about... public?" she asked. "Not sex... just.... exposure." she blushed, gesturing at the windows that opened to a veiw from a cliff. "P-part of me.... is excited that someone.... m-m-might see."

Abby gently took the other girl's hand, pulling her out towards the window. The window slid like a door and led to a little porch. She walked out onto it, leaning back against the railing, sipping at her coffee. She looked at Rachel through half-lidded, sly eyes, smiling as the sunlight hit her skin.

Rachel's face flushed, thankfully, this was the back end of the hourse and it looked out over the cliff. "I... I, ah, see." she managed quietly.

Abby looked at her with an eyebrow quirked. "You don't want to come out anymore?" She asked, pouting slightly.

"I... I do." she said, walking out shyly to stand beside her. "I j-just wasn't e-expecting it." she murmured, covering herself as she stood beside her.