Chapter 31
Kitty lay, smiling, drowsing blissfully in her bed. It's about bloody time the both of them realized that they were meant for each other, she mused silently to herself.
She then heard her door open, knew precisely who it was, but continued to drowse happily. Kitty listened to Amelia's heels clicking on the floor as she made her way over to her bed. Amelia stopped right beside Kitty, standing over her.
"Finished snogging then?" Kitty asked impishly, her grin infectious.
Amelia made a face at her. "Always the witty one, you are, Kitty," Amelia declared quietly. "Actually though, I thought I'd be kind, and let you know that I---at least---plan to move in here...with the Doctor. Of course, he was kind enough to extend that invitation to you as well, my dear...though, heaven only knows why..." Amelia smirked at that.
"Huh. I kind of thought so," Kitty proclaimed a bit loftily. "Took you long enough..."
Amelia blushed in the darkness, and gave Kitty a playful swat on the arm. "Kindly can the commentary, you. Now, that being said... as we are both moving in to these rooms---and this house---on a more permanent basis, do you think you could... well, use your ability to teleport our belongings from our house on Felinsia to here?"
Kitty yawned, thought about her request a moment, then nodded. Amelia gasped in surprise when Kitty's form blinked from existence before her very eyes. Amelia place her hand over her thundering heart, then shook her head. "Little show-off," she said, and moved back to take a chair beside the window to await Kitty's return.
Kitty appeared nanoseconds later at their home on Felinsia, yawning at the lateness of the hour. She looked about at their furnishings briefly, then snapped her fingers sharply once. In the blink of an eye, all the small comfortable home's furnishings and fixtures, art work, as well as both ladies clothing disappeared. Kitty did a quick once over to be sure nothing was missed, then quickly sketched out a note to the landlord informing them of their change of address. Having done all that---oh, and having herself one more huge yawn---she teleported herself back. "There you go... all done, girlfriend," Kitty declared... again around a yawn.
Amelia smiled, and got to her feet. She noticed immediately that the walls of Kitty's room now sported her favorite artwork, and her closets and drawers were now full of her clothing. Amelia moved over to the sleepy girl, and thankfully kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you, dear heart. That was really most kind of you," she said.
"Hey, no problem. Glad to of been of help," Kitty said and yawned again. "Now... do you think I can go back to bed now?"
Amelia sighed and nodded, accepting Kitty's sleeping habits... even though she secretly desired to talk to another woman just that moment.
"Thanks, Sis!" Kitty said cleverly, grinning before she dove back beneath her covers once more. Kitty snapped her fingers once more, and was wearing her favorite pair of pajamas once more. With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes and sighed sleepily. Amelia shook her head, smiled, and headed back out into the hall.
There, Delbert stood awaiting Amelia's return. "Have I told you just how thrilled I am that you and Kitty so graciously have agreed to stay? I mean, having time alone to myself was nice, mind you... but only for a while. Even an astrophysicist such as myself---"
"Doctor," Amelia shushed him, placing a kind hand over the Doctor's mouth. "Delbert. Yes, you have told us both... several times, in fact. And, Kitty and I are thrilled to be here as well."
Delbert grinned sheepishly. "I do apologize, Amelia. I suppose that---well, that I'm a teensy bit excited is all..."
Amelia smiled indulgently, secretly pleased by Delbert's pleasure at having her company.
"Oh, a question, Amelia. Am I correct in observing that our Kitty never seemed all that tired when we were aboard the Legasy?" Delbert pointed out.
"Hmm, yes, I believe you may be right, Delbert," Amelia said, enjoying being able to say his name aloud. "Kitty has been behaving rather strangely---even more than is usually the case---this trip."
"Strange, do you say? How so?" Delbert asked. "I hadn't really noticed, dear. Well, other than the fact that she seems to act a lot like you do, of course."
"That's it... precisely," Amelia said with a smile. "You see, 'normal' behavior for Kitty would be to sing, cavort, and dance all the live long day, you know, getting to know my spacers a bit better, trying to make them loosen up little. Why, did you know that on her first voyage with me aboard the Legacy, she took it upon herself to teach the cadets on board a silly game called 'pin the tail on the donkey'. Cadets gallivanting about deck in blindfolds... silly, really. She then proceeded to instruct them all in some sort of dancing game, which even I succumbed to trying... and which incidentally resulted in her giving me a tail---beastly business, that---as well as pink hair. Kitty even managed to convince me to become involved in her hijinx, resulting in the two of us singing some rousing duet, if memory serves me correctly."
Delbert just lifted an eyebrow at the thought of that, then began chuckling. "Now that, my love, I would of liked to of seen," he told her, and kissed Amelia on the cheek.
"You just wish, Delbert Doppler. I'd of turned your bones to water, sir," Amelia confessed roguishly, then smiled and kissed him back, though on the mouth, and a great deal more passionately.
Delbert, unprepared for Amelia's sweet kiss, stiffened briefly but almost immediately loosened up and put his arms about her. Amelia, for her part, moved to do the same, but as she lifted her arms to put them behind his neck, her ribs chose that moment protested disapprovingly.
Amelia gasped between her teeth, and released Delbert quickly, placing a protective hand over her aching ribs. "Bloody hell," Amelia groused. "What an absolute bother..."
"Oh, dear," Delbert said, his voice full of concern and compassion. "My apologies, Amelia. I hadn't thought... well, I mean, I didn't---"
"Delbert, do shut up," Amelia teased. "And kiss me." She left her arms down this go-round, and Delbert kissed her rather soundly, much to her satisfaction.
"Amelia, as much as it pains me to say this... perhaps we should follow Kitty's example, at least this time, and make an early night of things?" Delbert tactfully suggested.
Amelia sighed, but reluctantly nodded.
Delbert smiled, then put one finger beneath Amelia's somewhat sulky chin, and lifted her proud face up. "There will be other days such as these, you know," he told her, trying to cheer her up.
Amelia couldn't pout for long, and gave him a thankful smile. "Yes. Yes, you're right of course. Best thing to do is rest up, I suppose. Shall we?" Amelia replied, allowing Delbert to escort her to her room, a comforting arm about her slim shoulders. As they arrived at Amelia's bedroom, Delbert helpfully opened the door to allow her in.
Delbert and Amelia exchanged loving glances with one another through the doorway. "Well... good night, Amelia," Delbert reluctantly said, turning and began pulling the door closed to give Amelia her privacy... after all, he was above all else a gentleman.
Amelia smiled happily and began to undress herself. And, that was where the trouble began. Amelia had already unbuttoned her shirt, but each time she tried to ease the garment over her shoulders, her side erupted in pain. She tried this a number of times... ending up sweating and swearing most unladylike. "Bloody hell," she groused again. She briefly thought of waking Kitty to help her. But that seemed rather unkind to her just now. So, her heart beginning to thunder in her chest, she threw her robe over her undone shirt, tied it closed, and moved across the hall quietly to knock upon Delbert's door.
Delbert must of just gone inside himself, as he opened the door quickly. He squinted at Amelia---he had taken off his spectacles---and then his shaggy eyebrows flew up in surprise. "Amelia? Is something wrong?" he asked, his first concern---as always---her welfare.
Amelia felt her heart melt at his caring expression. "I do hate to intrude upon you, Delbert... but do you think I might ask for your help?" Amelia asked quietly, so as to not wake Kitty...or, at least that was what she told herself.
"Anytime, Amelia," Delbert said at once, turning to fetch his spectacles off his dresser. Amelia took his hand, and led him across the hall and quietly into her room. After she shut the door, and briefly listened to hear Kitty's steady breathing, she turned to the man before her. She found herself blushing in the light of the room. She looked away from him in embarrassment. Amelia felt as if she would faint deadaway... if that wouldn't of scandalized her for life. Her pulse thrummed in her ears, and her heart pounded. "I---er, that is, well... confound it all!" Amelia began, only to growl in her excitement and embarrassment. "Look, I am not trying to be forward or anything, Delbert," Amelia began again, her cheeks burning redly. "But... well, I am loathe to admit it... but I cannot seem to get out of my blasted shirt!" She unbelted her robe then, and flicked her green eyes down to unbuttoned shirt, which---much to her delight and chagrin---showed a good deal of her velvety skin.
Delbert blinked several times, his eyes wide beneath his already fogging-up spectacles. "Um... oh, my..." he stammered.
Amelia gulped, realizing how things might look. "For heaven's sake, man... I'm just a woman. Get on with it already." She didn't mean to be brusque, but, well, he did seem to be ogling her a bit...though, to be fair, a part of her didn't really mind all that much. Her mind warred with itself.
"Oh, I am sorry, Amelia," Delbert said, shaking his head. "Do forgive my behavior, dear lady... but, you are so very lovely..."
Amelia felt her blush creep into her hairline, but she smiled at his compliment. "You are forgiven, sir... and... thank you," Amelia told him.
"Now, here... let me help with this," Delbert began, moving around behind Amelia, both to be of more assistance, as well as to not make her any more uncomfortable than she already might be. Damn his own wandering eyes! He turned his attention to helping Amelia off with her silken shirt, which with his help, slipped nearly effortlessly over her smooth shoulders.
Amelia felt her skin glow under the touch of his big soft fingers upon her. She had to suppress a shiver of---what, she couldn't quite determine... but she liked it.
"Thank you, that's much better," she said in a shaky voice.
Delbert's face and ears felt hot now, and he turned to go... part of him wanting out now, while an equally strong part wanted desperately to stay. "Um, of course, Amelia. Er, glad to of been of help," he managed, though barely.
Amelia saw him turn to leave, and reacted. She covered her chest with her arms and called out softly. "Wait!"
Delbert groaned aloud, inwardly warring between his decency and his desires. He bit his lower lip to gain control of himself, then quickly composed himself and turned back to her. God! She was beautiful... and then he thought, more beautiful than a fellow such as myself could ever deserve. "Yes?" he croaked.
"Since you're here, Delbert," Amelia began, hardly believing what she was about to ask. She quickly donned her robe over herself, and tied it taut around her narrow waist. "Could you...? I mean, I can't unfasten the bloody thing, and..." Amelia felt herself flush and look away.
Delbert felt a sheen of sweat pop on his forehead. Was she asking him to do what he thought she was asking him to do? Heavens! "Do you mean, that is, I hope I'm not being forward in asking this, but---"
Amelia cut him off. "Yes. Yes! I need you to unfasten my damn bra."
"Oh dear!" Delbert nearly groaned. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear..."
It was then that Amelia realized that Delbert was just as frightened, just as nervous, just as excited as she undoubtedly was. "It's all right, Delbert. Just unfasten it, and I'll take care of the rest," she assured him.
Delbert nearly fainted in relief. For a moment---no, he didn't want to think on that! "Oh, of course! Silly me," he told her. He ran his fingers up her smooth back until her found the outline of her brassiere strap.
It was now Amelia's turn to gasp, and she closed her eyes tightly as the thrill of his touch sent chills up and down her spine. Oh, dear God, she thought to herself, biting her lower lip so as not to groan aloud. And, then... much to her relief, and her disappointment (she blushed), she felt him press the closure together, unhooking her bra. "Thank you, Delbert," she husked in relief.
"It was my pleasure," Delbert told her without thinking. He then blinked and gasped. "Oh dear... I didn't mean--- That is---" Delbert stammered quickly.
Amelia began to chuckle and then turned around, her feelings showing in her most expressive, and lovely green eyes. "Delbert Doppler, you are undoubtedly the most charming man I've ever met," she told him as she put her arms about his waist and held him to herself. She smiled when she felt his arms go about her and hold her close. They remained like that for several minutes, then Amelia released him, and gently pushed him away from her. "Now, I think it high time for me to let you go, you dear man. Good night, Delbert," she told him, reaching up to kiss him lightly on his cheek.
"Good night, Amelia. Sweet dreams," Delbert replied, smiling that goofy smile he so often had around Amelia. He waved to her, just a bit silly, and promptly proceeded to run nose first into her wall. "Sorry!" he declared, holding a hand over his smarting muzzle. He then found the door and was gone, gently closing the door behind himself.
Amelia finished changing into her nightgown, and took a seat before her nightstand. She took up her favorite brush and began her nightly ritual of brushing her hair fifty strokes, when seemingly out of the air, a message appeared in her lap. "What's this?" she questioned, opening the paper message. She immediately recognised Kitty's distinctive handwriting, and proceeded to read her message.
"Next time," the message read, "could you two snog a bit more quietly. Others of us would like to sleep!"
"Droll, Kitty. Very droll," Amelia said, then wrote the same on Kitty's note, shoving the slip of paper back under her door. In a moment, Amelia heard a small chuckle come from Kitty's room, before she laid back and fell asleep in the comfortable down bed Delbert had so thoughtfully provided her.