Angela sat back on the couch as the short high of intimacy still hung to her. Threatening to arouse her whenever her mind strayed back to Leon, the feeling of his body on top of her, and his rough hand on her breast. The sensation almost surreal, rough callouses against the soft delicate skin of her breast scratched at the surface of her nerve-endings lighting them on fire, but struck her deeper. It thrilled, it intoxicated and assaulted her senses until she was dizzy and all other thoughts were erased from her mind.
To be able to connect with someone and experience a level of intimacy so intense for the first time in her life… all she wanted was to be able to revel in it as she relived how his face felt in her hands and her hands felt in his. She didn't want to think beyond the present, but her conscious wouldn't let her rest. Guilt cooled her passion as she thought about the monster playing with everyone's lives with the T and G virus. The compassionate and reasonable part of her, however, also knew she still wasn't fit to return back to duty. It was a difficult tension, feeling like if she was to focus on her health then she should be quietly recuperating, not yearning and longing for the surging passion she had only experienced with him.
She thought back to the curious normalcy of Leon in her life at the moment and was grateful for his presence; his concern and gentle reminders to look after herself helped to quieten the guilty voice in her head. Although she wished he'd be as kind to himself, he really needed to take care of himself as well and while she hoped they could learn to do so together, it would have been easier to help him if he just let her than rebuffing her offers.
A loud knocking at the door woke Angela with a start. She was momentarily disorientated until she realised she was in bed and it was morning. She looked around to see that Leon appeared not to have returned last night. The loud knocking continued, before a voice accompanied it. "Angela! It doesn't take THAT long to get dressed even if you two ARE naked!" Angela almost choked on a laugh that bubbled up in response. Almost. If it wasn't for her sleep being disrupted. She got up and didn't bother to put on pyjama pants as she opened the door with her hair slightly mussed from her sleep.
"About damn time Miller! You'd think you'd be welcoming with open arms considering I come bearing gifts. I also see you didn't bother to get dressed up too much for me," she said sassily looking at her friend in a T-Shirt that offered just enough coverage to make her PG-rated. "No Leon?" she asked looking around the apartment before shoving a large basket covered with an abundance of ribbon and fake flowers into her hand as she dragged a large bag into the apartment.
"Well you're mighty chirpy this morning…and sassy! I'm an invalid Melissa, as much as I love you, why is it necessary to wake me up so unceremoniously?"
"A visit from the Easter bunny of course," she said coyly.
"Melissa, it's August."
"The Great Pumpkin then! And have I got some fun things for you, oh faithful child."
At this hour of the morning Angela couldn't help but feel a little worried. An enthusiastic sassy Melissa promising gifts spelt trouble…not that she was completely averse to that.
Some breakfast and a cup of tea later and they were both seated on her couch. Angela's cheeks flared momentarily remembering what Leon and she were doing on it not 24 hours earlier, but Melissa fortunately missed it. She would have been ruthless in getting details from her if she had let on and Angela wondered why her friend seemed so passionate about the two of them being together.
"Bring on the good times! I've got you a get well soon basket that will have you and Leon feeling better than just 'well'!"
Angela blushed again as the mention of Leon made her think about his hands on her, "Melissa, not that I don't appreciate you helping me to get lucky, but we have bigger problems to deal with than my romantic life."
"Angela, I'm a consummate romantic, you've clearly found someone that you have a deep connection to and care for. I'm not going to sit by the side-lines watching you both torture each other when you could just be together! It's also going to be ridiculously funny teasing Leon about this later so how could I miss this opportunity."
Angela chuckled as she found herself agreeing with Melissa on that point; she wanted to hold on to that connection while Leon sometimes seemed to seesaw between behaving like a shy teen at catholic school and devouring her like a starving beast. However, Melissa also didn't realise how enthralling the torture could be. "Well, we're not exactly…not being together."
"Well then that's perfect! I was sure this would be ideal 'cause if you guys are already there, you're all taken care of and if you're not, then you soon will be!"
"I'm a little afraid to ask…"
"What's in the box?"
"Melissa, it's a basket."
"Fine, don't get my reference."
"Oh I got it, but I know what was in that box which is why I'm doubly afraid for what's in this basket knowing you."
"Don't worry, I put together McCarthy's basket and mine as well. Of course since I was buying them, I got exactly what I, I mean we, needed."
"Melissa, that just worries me even more. What did you put in McCarthy's basket? I don't think he can handle another surprise 'mature swingers dating' subscription."
"Come on, that was payback! Anyway, back to more important things, the team also figured you could use a punching bag now since you're feeling better and need to get your strength up once you get cleared at the end of the week. BUT! It's on loan! That shit's too expensive to buy ourselves, so we just stole it from the rec room."
Angela burst out laughing, "of course you did! I wouldn't have expected anything less from our lot. I'm guessing Rick was suspiciously deaf while it was happening too?"
"Of course! Plus it'll be back in no time I'm sure. Anyway, you should check out the basket, I sorted it out for you alone so no one else has a clue what's in it."
Angela was silent as she looked at her friend slightly dubiously. "Is it a sex toy? Although considering the size of the basket, I would be very worried if it was."
"…no. Though that would have been a good idea too."
"It would have, I'm a bit disappointed. Mine bit the dust a while ago and I never got around to getting a replacement."
"Well, you got this and I'm sure it'll more than suffice in the meantime and hopefully be a much better option!"
Angela finally decided she had to open the basket before her imagination gave her nightmares. She started out pleasantly surprised as she found a bottle of wine, chocolate, scented candles, before the items got a little steamier. Condoms, lube, erotic novels, handcuffs…a whip? Some very skimpy looking lingerie…for BOTH of them!
"I...Melissa…how do you even know my size, or OUR sizes?" She said picking up her very skimpy red outfit.
"Is that really the most important question right now, or is it, 'what is Leon going to do when he sees me in this?'"