Aura POV

I shifted awake and felt Tegan's arms around me. We had never broken our embrace in the night. My eyes drifted open, and I found Tegan staring at me. It took me by surprise, but I was more curious than uncomfortable. This fact reminded me of my budding emotions.

"Hi," I spoke quietly.

"Hi," Tegan met my volume. She curled her lips into a contented smile, which I returned. After a moment, she leaned forward, closed her eyes, and nuzzled our noses like I had last night. Her lips brushed mine briefly, and she pulled away to stare again.

"How are things?" I asked, still confused as to what was truly happening.

"You're so pretty," she answered. My eyes glanced down in humility as a smile tried to break free on my lips.

"Not as pretty as you," I mumbled. I wasn't able to come up with anything better. Tegan was leaving my brain in a pile of mush. She squeezed me tightly and nestled her head under my chin.

"So, like, can I ask a question? I mean, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it," Tegan awkwardly said into my chest. I shifted away from her a little so our eyes met but kept her in my arms.

"You can ask me anything. What is it?" I asked, even more confused this time.

"Well, it's about last night. I just, I don't know if…like…we're at that point to talk about it," she stumbled.

"I always have said that 'if you can't talk about it, you shouldn't do it'. So start talking, or we may not be doing," I jokingly threatened with a wink. Tegan widened her eyes and shook her head.

"Okay! Jeez. You don't have to be mean about it," she jokingly huffed.

"I wasn't being mean! How was I being mean?" I countered.

"You threatened to cut me off! That's just not nice at all," Tegan chided, as her lips pouted.

"Okay, okay, Miss Horndog. Continue with your question," I facetiously rolled my eyes. She giggled and feigned shock at my nickname for her.

"Alrighty then. I was- I was wondering…if you, like- um. Hmm. Was last night normal for you?" she nervously fumbled out her words.

"What do you mean 'normal'?" I furrowed my brow.

"Um. Okay. So," Tegan placed her palm over her eyes and blushed. I pulled her hand away from her face.

"Hey, you were there. I was there. I know what happened. Use medical terms or vulgar terms. I don't care. Just quit being so shy about it, and spit it out," I instructed her.

"Okay. Last night. Last night was a bit…more intense than before," her face reddened progressively as she spoke. "You were- more…aggressive..."

"Ah, I think I know what you mean now," I stopped her.

"Oh god thank you!" Tegan voiced.

"Don't thank me yet. We're still going to elaborate," I warned. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you're asking me if I'm a 'dom', right? If that's normal for me?" Tegan nodded. I really didn't think her face could get brighter, but it did at that moment. Her eyes kept trying to dart everywhere in the room except for me. "Not really."

"Really?" Tegan questioned with a little disbelief in her tone.

"Really. I don't really like the extremes, set boundaries in that aspect, things like that. That works for some, but not me. I don't want to be in full control every time, and I don't want you to be, either. Give and take. Versatility," I elaborated. "Mostly I was just seeing if you'd like it from what I noticed. I do aim to please." I winked at her again. "Did I please?" Her hand flew back to cover her eyes, and she shrunk into the bed. However, she nodded.

"It was…fun," Tegan finally spoke.

"Maybe we can do that again sometime. I just don't want you to think that you're my 'sub' or anything. If you want to be, we can discuss that further, but that's not the expectation. At least, not on my end. I mean, I definitely wouldn't mind being tied up once in a while, too," I hinted. Tegan's face was tilted down, but her eyes flicked up to mine. One eyebrow shot up.

"That can be arranged," her voice was sultry.

"Oh! So now you're finally going to act like you can talk about this?" I laughed.

Tegan grinned, "Shut up! I'm just getting used to it with you. What was that you said about the filter leaving as we got to know each other?" I just smirked at her. She was entirely too cute.

We decided that breakfast sounded good, so we finally crawled out of the warm sheets. Tegan hopped in the shower, and I grew my devil horns. Waiting to hear the water start, I stood outside the bathroom door. I turned the knob as slowly and quietly as I could; many years of practice with parents and siblings aided my ability. Still nude from the previous night, I had no clothing to strip. Tegan's eyes were closed, and she was working some shampoo into her hair. I slipped into the shower, and she finally heard my presence. After a scream from Tegan and laughter from me, things got hot and heavy again. With the debate between my grumbly tummy and the beautiful, naked woman in front of me, it didn't take any thought as to which won.

Breakfast could wait.