It was a nice Saturday evening in the human realm, the sunset on the horizon a mix of blood orange, faded pink, and deep purple that bled into a darkening blue. There was the sound of jingling keys, and the front door to Luz's mother's house opened. Luz and Amity entered, laughing. They each had a shopping bag in one hand, both from different clothing stores.

"You didn't have to scare the dude like that, Ami." Luz said, smiling at her girlfriend.

"I just taught him a little lesson. I'm sure he can find another shirt like that and be more mindful if he doesn't want it set on fire next time." Amity said pointedly as she shut the door behind them. She shrugged nonchalantly and crossed her arms. "He shouldn't of called himself trying to flirt with my Luz."

"Oh, your Luz?" Luz said, quirking an eyebrow and putting on a smirk.

"I said what I said." Amity said. The tone in her voice left no room for argument, not that there was gonna be one.

Luz chuckled and nodded her head towards the back of the house, raising the bag in her hand. "Come on, let's go start getting ready before they get back from grocery shopping." she said. She started heading out of the room towards the kitchen with Amity trailing behind.

The crossed through the kitchen to the hallway leading to the stairs, bringing them upstairs and to Luz's room there. Luz opened the door to her room and tossed her bag towards her bed, doing a small side fist-pump when it landed square in the middle. "Nice." she said. She went to her bed and sat down off to the side of the bag, lifting her foot to start untying her shoes as Amity entered a second later and set her own bag by the door. "I can't wait to see the dress you got." she said eagerly. "And most importantly, what you look like in it."

Amity smiled. "I think you'll like it." she said. She went over to Luz's closet and opened it up. "And hopefully everyone else, too."

"You're acting like this is the first time we've had dinner at my mom's with everybody." Luz kicked off her other shoe once the laces were undone and went for her socks next.

"I know, I know, but I still worry about making a good impression, you know?" Amity said truthfully. She was rummaging around in Luz's closet at this point. "Kind of a side effect of growing up with my mother. Every dinner, every event, was an obligation to be perfect."

"Please, Ami. You're basically a fourth child to my mom." Luz said. She leaned over, trying to see over Amity's shoulder into the closet. "What are you looking for?"

"Your flat-iron." Amity said.

"Oh, there's a box in the bottom right corner. Look in there." Luz directed with a point, even though Amity couldn't see her do so.

Amity stooped down and leaned further into the closet, spotting the box Luz had mentioned and reaching for it to pull it out. She opened it up and, sure enough, there was Luz's flat-iron right on top of the other contents. She took it out, returned the box to it's spot, and stood up to shut the closet back. "Thanks." she said. She retreated back to he bedroom door and picked up her bag, tucking the flat-iron inside.

"Wait, where are you going?" Luz asked.

"What, you thought I was gonna change here in front of you?" Amity said, looking at her over her shoulder and with a playful smile at that. "It's much more fun if I keep you waiting, is it not? Plus, I'll get a nice surprise when I come back to see you in your outfit."

"Hm.. I like the way you think, Blight." Luz said.

"Knew you'd see it my way." Amity said. She took hold of the doorknob and closed the door behind her, heading to the bathroom up the hall.

Luz sighed softly and turned around to grab her own bag, pulling it into her lap to start rooting around in it. She pulled out her choice of clothes for the night: a white button up shirt, blue jeans, and a black coach jacket. While she would've been okay with just a regular set of clothes, Amity always insisted on at least appearing semi-formal. Luz didn't particularly care as long as Amity was happy and got along with her mother and Vee, and she knew that it couldn't exactly be helped due to her upbringing.

In fact, the more she thought about it, a lot of things made sense in reference to Amity's upbringing. Especially how she enjoyed being treated in the bedroom...

Luz shook her head and got up, getting to work undressing. She was sure there would be plenty of time later for those kinds of thoughts.

Around twenty or so minutes later, Luz had fully swapped out her outfit and was now checking herself out in the mirror to make sure it looked good. She twisted her body around to look over her shoulder at the back, then from the other side, then finally facing forward with her hands on her hips. She'd decided against wearing her beanie this time and instead slicked her hair back a bit. Happy with the results, she gave herself a wink in the mirror with a set of dual finger guns and click of her tongue. As Eda would say, dang, she looked great.

She began applying just a little more gel at the sides of her hair when she heard Amity call for her.

"Luz?" Her voice sounded like it was coming from the bathroom door.

Luz went to her bedroom door and opened it to peek out. She didn't see Amity, but the bathroom door was cracked open with the light streaming into the hallway. "Yeah?"

"Can you come and help me really quick?" Amity's voice came from inside.

Luz exited her room and made her way down the hall, using her hand to gently push the bathroom door open. It revealed Amity on the other side, staring at herself in the mirror over the sink. Her eyebrows were knitted together in cute frustration. She turned her head when Luz appeared and hesitated for a second to take in her outfit, her lips parting for a second as if she was going to say something but words had failed her.

"Wow, uh..." she got out finally. "You look... good."

Luz let out a small chuckle. "I could say the same for you, Miss Blight."

Amity was dressed up in a black long sleeve shirt that connected via crossed laces to a pink and black plaid mini dress that fell longer at the sides and came up into a small upside down 'v' in the middle. Her hair was parted to one side and curled into waves, cascading down over her shoulder. Luz figured it was from years of practice to get that much hair styled in such a seemingly short amount of time. She had on simple white thigh-highs and black and white converse for shoes. Lastly, she had a gold chain earring hanging from her uncovered ear with a tiny leaf hanging near the top part of the piercing.

"What do you need?" she added on, stepping closer to her girlfriend and very amused by Amity's bout of shyness at her compliment.

"There's a bit of hair in the back I can't reach properly to finish styling." Amity answered. She nodded to the flat-iron on the basin. "Can you try to do it for me?"

"Sure, no problem." Luz said happily.

She picked up the flat-iron and made her way behind Amity, looking down to see exactly where the locks were. Sure enough, they were in the middle of the part only half done partway through. Luz separated the hair with ease and pulled it back a bit to isolate it from the rest. She brought the flat-iron down and closed it gently around the hair, twisting carefully in order to make it the same way as the rest. Amity smiled at her in the reflection of the mirror, which Luz caught when she glanced up and returned.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing.." Amity said simply. "I just like looking at you."

"Oh, you do, do you?" Luz said. She tugged the flat-iron down carefully and released the hair, then started the process again. "And, just to reference you a bit here, I take it you like what you see?"

"Shut up." Amity laughed. "But yes, I do. Very much."

Luz echoed her laughter. She set the hair one last time for safety and let it fall from her fingers back into the green mass, now perfectly blended in with the rest. "There we go." she said, and she reached over to unplug the flat-iron from the socket beside the sink. She pushed it over further out of the way, towards the end.

"Thank you." Amity said.

"Of course."

The two of them took a moment to admire how they looked together in the mirror, with Luz leaning in close to Amity's body a little at the opposite side of where her hair was parted. When Luz breathed in at that proximity, her heart did a little skip in her chest. Amity smelled of something light and a bit candy-like... fragrant and airy, almost. Like cotton candy, even. Luz couldn't help but nuzzle further into her, near her ear. She took another deep breath in and felt Amity shudder against her. She smirked.

"Did you buy a new perfume while we were at the mall?" Luz asked curiously. She purposely directed her words, her breath, at the shell of Amity's ear. She watched it twitch upwards in response, the earring jingling quietly with the movement.

"Uh-um, maybe..." Amity said.

"Mmm... I like it." Luz said, her voice more hushed.

"I'm, ah-..." Amity's sentence was cut short by Luz moving down to her neck and giving a spot next to her shoulder a small nip. She cocked her head to the side on instinct, allowing Luz to roam if she wished to.

"You're what, kitten?" Luz asked.

The tiniest of whimpers slipped from Amity's throat. "I'm glad..."

When Luz exhaled, it summoned another shudder through Amity's nerves with goosebumps raising on it's tail. Luz took notice, naturally, and laughed under her breath.

"You've got goosebumps, sweetheart..." she said. "Are you cold?"

"N-no..." Amity mumbled.

Luz's hips pressed into her backside and she tipped forward, her hands catching her at the edge of the sink. Amity felt one of Luz's hands run along the side of her dress. Her teeth caught her lip in anticipation, her face heating up at an exceptional rate.

"I noticed you chose to wear thigh-high socks instead of tights." Luz said. Her fingers teased the hem of the dress, tugging on it. "Were you leaving the option of easy access?"

"Easy access?" Amity echoed.

"No te hagas la tonta." Luz demanded, and Amity sucked in a sharp breath. "You knew exactly what you were doing when you picked this outfit, didn't you?"

"Yes." Amity caved.

Luz grinned devilishly. "Were you hoping it would be something like this?" she said, moving the dress up to tuck her hand underneath in search of Amity's nether area. When her fingers met soft cotton and Amity's body tensed, she gave a roguishly dark laugh. She dipped her fingers between Amity's thighs and dragged them along her covered slit. She pressed harder into her when she felt the witch's knees threaten to buckle. "Where all I'd have to do it push your dress out of the way, yank your panties down, and take you from behind like the naughty girl you are?"

The way her girlfriend trembled gave her the answer she needed.

"Because I know you noticed the little extra... accessory I brought with me." Luz continued. Her fingers started to trace along the side of her underwear. "I caught you peeking into my backpack before we went through the portal to get here." Her fingers prodded the lining before finally hooking into it and pulling it aside, leaving Amity exposed to her advances. "Did that have anything to do with this?"

Amity's black nails scraped along the basin at the brief touch of cold against her heated sex, jumping when Luz's finger started coasting the length of her lower lips. She squeaked and her head fell back, [un]fortunately giving Luz easier access to her neck. The human took full advantage and unleashed an attack of nips, licks, and kisses that made Amity squirm under her. Luz pressed the tip of her finger into the greenette's entrance, almost amazed at just how wet she already was.

"How are you so wet?" she asked curiously. "No puedes evitarlo, ¿eh, nena?"

Amity shook her head, unable to come up with a coherent set of words to answer verbally what with Luz all but properly finger-fucking her right then and there. If it weren't for the fact that she was indeed a good girl for her girlfriend, she'd thrust her hips backwards just to get her fingers inside her. Naturally that would call for a punishment later but, while the idea excited Amity to the core, they didn't exactly have a good space to enact such things. She wasn't exactly quiet when receiving her punishments... So she settled for the only other thing she could. Begging.

"Please, Luz..." she whined. "Please just fuck me..."

"Oh, we're begging now?" Luz said.

"Yes, please..."

Luz was ready to give in. She wanted nothing more than to make Amity a mess, and bring to her make a mess at the same time. But she should've suspected by now that fate had other plans for them. Because right at that moment, the door to the bathroom flew open and an apparently distraught Vee was about to rush in before she saw them. She squealed in shock and tumbled backwards instead, covering her eyes immediately.

"Sorry, I'm sorry!" she said as the girls, for the third time, pried themselves apart in a hurry.

"Vee?" Camila's voice came from the stairs and was getting closer. "Is everything okay?"

"Joder!" Luz swore. She hurried to unruffle her clothes while Amity did the same, having already fixed her underwear and was now straightening out her dress.

Luz's mother made her appearance outside the bathroom door and placed a hand on a still very embarrassed Vee's shoulder, looking towards the two girls who were very obviously guilty. Camila narrowed her eyes.

"¿Qué pasa aquí?" she said, glancing between her daughter and her girlfriend.

"N-nothing, mom!" Luz said. She propped a hand on her hip and gave an uneasy grin. "Everything's cool, I was just helping Amity finish her hair."

"Yeah, she was. And she did a great job." Amity said, accenting her point by turning her head for Camila to see.

Camila pursed her lips and patted Vee's shoulder. "Head to the bathroom downstairs, cariño." Vee did as she was told, peeking through her fingers so she could see her way there and leaving Camila standing outside the bathroom door by herself. "Vamos, everyone out." she added, gesturing for the girls to come out.

Luz and Amity were practically hanging their hands and deliberately avoided eye contact as they filed out, feeling the weight of Camila's disapproving gaze following them.

"Luz?" Camila said when her daughter was a few feet away and Amity had already descended the stairs.

Luz picked her head up and looked behind her. "Yeah, mom- ow!"

She was cut off by a pointed thwack on her head. Luz raised a hand, covering the impacted area with a hand and looking up at her mom with one eye. She rubbed the spot tenderly while her mother stood there menacingly with her sandal in her hand. She waved it at her.

"Don't lie to me again. ¿Comprendes?" Camila said.

"Sí, mamá." Luz said quietly.

"Good. Now get downstairs to help me make dinner." Camila instructed. "Eda and the others will be here soon."