Once Amata had put her dirty shirt in with the laundry, she got to her room and sat on her bed, feeling nothing but joy and happiness overwhelm her. After a moment, she went out and poured herself a big bowl of Sugar Bombs, thinking of Albert the entire time, and the shirt that she was wearing. After a few large mouthfuls, Alphonse came out of his office, greeting his daughter as he spotted her.

"Morning, Amata. Sleep well?" Alphonse asked his daughter, completely oblivious as to where she was and what she was doing, that morning and the previous evening.

"Very, very well, Daddy." Amata chirped back, much more happy with herself and Albert than she was irritated by her dad not noticing that she'd not even been home that night.

"You seem full of life today, Amata. Even for a weekend. Anything in particular happen recently?" Alphonse questioned curiously as he sat with her at their small dinner table.

Once Amata had finished chewing her mouth-full of cereal, she answered with a half-lie. "Yeah, I actually woke up pretty early, today. Maybe at about five-ish… So, I've been awake a while. I was exhausted after yesterday's work, so I had an early night."

"Fair enough, Sweetheart. And, uh, what do you plan on doing this weekend? Going on a sleepover at your friends', perhaps? What're their names… Christine and Monica?" Alphonse asked calmly as he got up and rummaged for food in the cupboards.

"Yeah, that's their names…" She answered truthfully. "I was actually planning on asking you, Daddy - could I have a sleepover tonight?" She asked.

"At Christine and Monica's?" He asked.

"Obviously." She lied, speaking in a sarcastic, but playful tone. She always hated lying to people, including her father. However, she recently began to dislike his ways more and more as she aged and matured, so she found it easier to lie through her teeth at him.

"That's a great idea." Said Alphonse. "In fact, if it's okay with you, and Christine and Monica's parents, you could go soon; maybe in a couple of hours. Our kitchen table would be a good place to discuss things with some of the vault's executives and security team, which I have planned."

"Really?!" Amata blurted out, sounding happier than ever, before composing herself. "I mean… I could go over, like… in a few minutes, maybe?"

"Well, providing that you have nothing else planned, I certainly don't see why not." He answered.

"And… when would you want me back by?" Amata asked her father.

"In time for school on Monday." He answered. "So, maybe… nine o'clock tomorrow night?" He added. Amata almost couldn't contain her excitement; she was going to spend the whole weekend with her boyfriend… She almost couldn't believe that her father had also sanctioned this, albeit unwittingly. Alphonse had allowed Amata to sleep over Christine and Monica Kendall's place, not knowing that she wasn't even really friends with them, just acquaintances.

"THANKS, Dad!" Amata said cheerfully, jumping out of her seat and hugging him. "Oh, by the way, you don't have to let their parents know; I'm pretty much friends with them as well, these days." She lied.

"Not a problem; you're practically adults now, anyway." Alphonse said as Amata went to pick up her cereal bowl. Amata chugged the rest of her milk - and what few Sugar Bombs were left - from the bowl, before putting it on the counter by the sink.

"Don't worry, I'll do the dishes once I've packed my things." Amata told her father, as she left for her room.

Alphonse couldn't quite place it, but Amata had been acting peculiarly differently that morning. "Hm. She's chirpy, today." He quietly said to himself. "Maybe it's because she's not wearing a ponytail anymore."

Meanwhile, back in Albert's bedroom, Al was now fully-dressed in a clean outfit, and had just finished switching his bedsheets before his dad could come into his room to find anything suspicious. "I can't… be-LIEVE... how lucky I am!" Al said to himself. After a few minutes of checking some things on his Pip-Boy, he decided to go out of his room and see his dad, who was either in their tiny apartment complex, or at his office in the clinic. Surprise, surprise; Al's dad was nowhere to be found. "I guess he's at work again…" Al said to himself.

"Man, that's the only down-side of being a surgeon; no free-time on the weekends…" Al thought to himself. "Eh, well I'm glad that the G.O.A.T. didn't proclaim me as the vault's next physician, though I guess it would be cool to follow my dad's footsteps… Huh, maybe someday, when I'm a bit older, I finally can follow his selfless example in some way…" He continued in his thoughts. Just then, Al had the idea to get breakfast from the diner, so he grabbed his messenger bag and headed out to order some proper breakfast from the cafeteria.

Once there, Al sat on a stool at the front counter and had a quick gander at all the packaged food on the menu: Sugar Bombs, BlamCo Mac & Cheese, Cram, InstaMash, Pork N' Beans, Salisbury Steak, YumYum Deviled Eggs, Dandy Boy Apples, Fancy Lads Snack Cakes, Potato Crisps, and Bubblegum. Al settled for Pork N' Beans with InstaMash; after it was warmed up in the microwave and served to him on a plate, he ate his food right there. After leaving his empty plate at the front counter, Al bought himself a box full of Fancy Lads Snack Cakes, a bag of Potato Crisps, and a six-pack of Nuka-Cola, with the intention of storing it inside his bedroom's mini-fridge. After paying, Al quickly grabbed his snacks and left the diner.

A few minutes later, Al had put his Nuka-Cola in his mini-fridge, and his snacks into one of his nightstand's drawers, before heading just outside to find Amata approaching his place "Hey, Babe!" She said as she spotted him, before jogging up to him and jumping into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing him deeply for a few seconds. To hold Amata up, he placed his hands under her thighs, so that she could effectively sit on them as the teenagers embraced. Amata immediately spoke after pulling her lips back. "Guess what!" She said excitedly.

"Umm…" He began to respond, a little perplexed at her demeanour.

"We can have a sleepover! At yours, for the whole weekend!" She said, glowing.

"Umm… okay?" He said, surprised. "How about your dad, though?"

"He thinks I'm at the Kendalls' place, so we're all good!" She said, now noticing that he still wasn't really smiling much. "If you're up for it? You okay, Hun?"

This snapped Al back to reality. "Oh- YEAH, I'm good - I'm up for it, of course! I just gotta let my own dad know." He said, giving her a joyful grin. Amata smiled back at this, before kissing Al again for a few seconds, and then getting off him to stand upright. Luckily, nobody had seen the two embracing like this, since they were just in James and Al's front room.

"Well, we can tell him right now, then!" She said happily.

"Nah, we can just tell him when he gets here tonight." He suggested.

"Sure." Amata nodded, taking Al's hand and walking to his room with him right beside her. As they got inside his room, with Al closing and locking it behind him, Amata spoke up. "Oh yeah, I brought a few holotapes that I don't think I've seen." She said, as she took off her bag, rested it in Al's bed, and took out several holotapes to watch. "Could be some good movies in here - ya never know."

"By the way…" Al began. "I got some treats earlier, if you're interested." He said with a playful grin, knowing perfectly well that she would be more than happy to snack-out as they chilled together, as they had done so many times as kids. This news made Amata light up once more, leaning over and kissing Al for a bit. After a short bit, when they pulled apart, Amata noticed his bed.

"New bed sheets?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, making Al respond with a little nod, and a bashful smirk. "I wonder why…" Said Amata, giving a sheepish smile.

A few hours later, at approximately 1pm, they were both in just their undershirts and underwear, watching a violent action film on Al's Pip-Boy, half-covered by the bed sheet. Al sat on the bed, against the wall where his pillow was, with Amata sitting between his legs, whilst he held her around her waist with his left arm. Amata sat with her knees up to her chin as she sat right in front of Al, laying back against his chest, as she faced the same direction as him; looking at the Pip-Boy that Al was holding in his right hand. As Al held his Pip-Boy in front of his girlfriend and himself, the nightstand right beside them had the snacks (as well as Amata's Pip-Boy) on top of it; an open bag of Potato Crisps, an open box of Snack Cakes, and two half-drunk Nuka-Cola bottles.

They (mainly Amata) had finished the first bag of Potato Crisps, and had eaten most of the Snack Cakes. They were each on their second bottle of pop. Al then reached over to his nightstand with his left hand, and collected one of the Snack Cakes from the box on-top; he then reached in front of himself and put the snack up to Amata's soft lips, to which she immediately opened her mouth, allowing him to put the small snack into her mouth. As she began chewing, she quickly turned her head behind her left shoulder, and faced upwards to smile at her boyfriend, where she instead just received a kiss. The kiss became much deeper after it went on for a few seconds, at which point the two teenagers had now forgotten about the movie, causing Al to drop his Pip-Boy in his bed.

As Al rubbed Amata's belly - underneath her shirt - with his hands as they kissed, she reached up with her left hand and cupped his left cheek. Al pressed his tongue against Amata's sweet lips, and she responded by opening them a moderate amount, before Al put his tongue inside her mouth. Al licked around the inside of Amata's mouth, catching some of her chewed-up cake on his tongue in the process, before then swallowing it, and shoving his tongue back towards Amata's mouth. His tongue instead collided with hers, as she'd stuck it into Al's mouth, wanting more. Once their tongues had danced with each other for several minutes, all the while with Al and Amata's eyes closed and mouths open, their tongues retreated and they pulled away slightly.

As they opened their eyes, they stared into each others', before they each proclaimed their love for one-another, as they had done countless times by now, before Al reached for his Pip-Boy and turned off the film. Amata turned her body around so that she was now fully facing Al, and climbed on top of him; Al was still sitting against the wall, while Amata was now facing him, with her knees resting on the bed, beside Al's thighs. As Amata looked down at the boy she loved, and Al looked up at the girl he loved, their lips met again, quite furiously, but with nothing put passion and love for one-another. As Amata cupped his cheeks during their make-out session, Al slowly put both his hands on her ass-cheeks, before squeezing them tightly. Amata, happy that she was pleasing Al, began slowly riding him, grinding the two lovers' underwear-clad genitals together.

Within half an hour, Al had moved his Pip-Boy onto his nightstand, and the two teens were in the 69 position, pleasuring each other to no end. Amata's soft, pink lips and tongue had made Al cum three times now, but Amata had long since lost count how many times she had orgasmed, squirting her juices all over Al's face, giving him a huge ego-boost and a sense of satisfaction each and every time. By the time that Amata was having yet another powerful orgasm take her over, she grew weary, feeling indescribably satisfied, but almost completely drained of energy. Luckily, and to his great pleasure and sense of fortune, Al was coming close to his fourth orgasm.

"Ohhh… Amata. Baby… Just a little further…" He muttered in complete bliss. As Amata sucked the life out of Al's dickhead whilst she jerked him off at a quick pace, he blew the last drop of his load all over his genitals, and onto Amata's face. Amata caught some of his cum on her tongue, swirled it around the inside of her mouth for a second, and swallowed it. Exhausted, and her face soaked in cum, Amata used the last bit of her energy to turn around and crawl beside her lover, who had his head on his pillow. Al slightly shifted himself towards his edge of the bed, closer to the nightstand, so that Amata could lay beside him. Amata wearily plopped herself beside Al, looking as if she was about to fall asleep immediately.

Al looked to his right and found Amata looking at him with almost-closed eyes, and a very weak smile. Al leaned over and kissed her on the forehead as her eyes fell shut. "I love you, Amata." He whispered into her ear

"Uh." She grunted lightly, attempting to say 'I love you, too.'

Seeing how tired she was made Al chuckle quietly, before he got a large wad of tissues from his drawers, and wiped the fuck-load of cum that Amata had sprayed all over his face, before getting some more tissues and gently wiping his own cum off Amata's face. After tossing the used tissues into the bin, he put his arm around his woman and quickly fell asleep, despite it only being roughly 2pm.

After about six hours, Al awoke to a knocking sound on his metal door. Hoping that it was just his dad, he hazily grabbed his boxers from the floor and checked on Amata, who was fast asleep facing the wall, with her bare back to the door. With his modesty covered by his boxers, and Amata's ass covered by the sheets, Al pressed the door's switch, relieved to just see his father at the door.

"Son?" Said James.

"Dad, is this important?" Al asked his father wearily, stepping out of the doorframe, just after James saw Amata in Al's bed.

"Well, I was going to see if you wanted to help with something in the lab, but I can clearly see that you're busy at the moment." James said quietly.

"Yeah, sorry, I didn't wanna seem rude, Dad, I just… I wanna spend more time with Amata, now." Al told his father with sincerity. "You know I love you, Dad, but… I'm growing up, now. You always wanted me to grow up, so here ya go."

"Do you love Amata, Son?" James Asked.

"Yes." He answered immediately, looking his dad in the eyes. "I love her, Dad."

This made James raise his eyebrows and widen his eyes a bit, blinking a few times. "Well… Okay, then." Said James. "Well, you should know that I am really happy for you both." This made Al smile. "But... have you both, um…"

"No, Dad." Said Al, before James could finish. "Know that we've done lots of stuff, but we've not reached full intercourse yet… and I don't think we'll be ready for a while."

James gave his son a small smile and a quick nod, before walking off, allowing Al to walk back into his room. To Al's surprise, he found Amata awake as he closed the door behind him. However, it was clear that she was still very drowsy. "Mmm... Baby…? Who was that?" She asked, stirring.

"It's okay, Babe. Go back to sleep." Al said to her softly as he got back under the covers beside her, before gently stroking her hair until she fell back to sleep. Al then fell asleep shortly afterwards, later waking up at 12:30 in the morning.

"Honey? Baby, you're awake." Amata said from next to him; she was sat up with her knees against her chest while silently doing something on her Pip-Boy.

"Mmm... " Al stirred and grumbled. "Hi, beautiful." This greeting made Amata smile. "Baby, what time is it?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Just after half-past midnight." She answered, looking at her Pip-Boy for the time. "Meaning that it's now technically Sunday morning." She added, smiling at her boyfriend.

Al smiled back, before his face gradually dropped again. "How long have you been awake?" He asked, concerned.

Amata then turned off her Pip-Boy and put it on the bed - just beside herself, nearest to the wall. "Meh, only 'bout… fifteen minutes." She answered, laying down and snuggling up to her boyfriend. "That was… probably the best sleep I've ever had." She added as she rested her head on his chest.

"Good… I'm really glad to hear that." Al responded, smiling down at her as he had his arms around her back.

"Ya know, you really drained me yesterday." Said Amata, a grin forming on her lips. "I've no idea how many times I came…"

"And don't get me STARTED on your natural blowjob skills…" Said Al, smirking back at Amata. "Y'know, gorgeous… I've still got those panties that you lent me yesterday morning…" He informed her, still smirking.

"Oh yeah?" Amata grinned.

"Yeah, I'll admit something." Al began. "Just after you left mine yesterday, after leaving me with those sexy things of yours… I still couldn't get enough of you; I jerked off with them, thinking about you in the shower. Then, I came all over 'em, wiping every last drop of cum that I had, all over and inside them…"

Amata began getting wet whilst hearing this, which Al could feel on his right leg. Al then reached under his bed with his left hand, taking Amata's soaking panties from the previous day, and bringing them to his face. He breathed in the strong scent of sex, before offering them to Amata. "Wanna smell?" He asked with a smirk. Amata just looked at him wide-eyed as he did this, before gradually lifting her arm to take the undergarments, then finally bringing them close to her face as she closed her eyes and breathed in. As she breathed out, she realised how horny she was getting.

"Fuck…" She whispered to herself. "I just… I just need a shower." She said, climbing over Al and standing on the floor to go to the apartment's bathroom.

Al then quickly got to his feet and followed her, watching her naked ass sway as she walked to his door. "Want me to come with?" He asked playfully, before Amata quickly turned and walked back over to him.

"I wouldn't expect anything less…" She said, just as she grabbed him by his semi-erect cock. "Now, get the FUCK in that shower before I throw you in." She said in a playful, but hurried tone as she pulled him along.

Al found this very cute, but it was clear that she was very horny, and only getting hornier by the second. As Amata dragged Al by the cock into the shower, she turned on the shower and immediately shoved her lips onto his, forcing her tongue inside his mouth, which Al did not mind in the slightest. As Amata's hands wandered Al's body as they kissed, Al's hands went straight to Amata's plump ass, squeezing her ass-cheeks with no remorse, before eventually smacking her left ass-cheek with his right palm, before smacking her other ass-cheek even harder.

Before long, as they continued to make-out in the shower, Al was now smacking both her ass-cheeks as if his life depended on it. Al was spanking her harder than he had ever struck anything before, and he was loving it… but Amata was LOVING it. After minutes of this, Al pulled away from her, taking her by the shoulders and vigorously turning her around, pinning her against the tiled wall. Amata, now getting very excited, had put her palms onto the wall and had bent over for Al, who had begun SMACKING her fat ass until his hand hurt, which caused Amata immeasurable arousal.

After a minute of this, Al slid his left hand between Amata's ass-crack and towards her sweet pussy-lips, while reaching around with his right hand and covering her mouth to muffle her screams. Al mercilessly played with Amata's swollen clit as she practically screamed with pleasure into his hand. Before long, he was now fingering her with his index and middle fingers together. Al felt her warm juices spray over his fingers as she screamed in orgasm; he then licked his two fingers clean, before getting on his knees. Before Amata could say anything, she felt her boyfriend's tongue on her extremely-tight asshole.

"AH! B-Babe…" Amata wailed softly, the moment that Al began to lick her anus. "Isn't this… a little… weird?" She commented. This made Al lick all the way down Amata's ass-crack, just reaching her pussy-lips, and back up again, repeating this process several times over. "Ohhhh… Babe… keep going…" Amata's moaning made Al lightly smirk at himself as he licked her.

Before long, as Al licked Amata's ass-crack, who was bent over 45 degrees with her hands against the shower's tiled wall, he reached his right hand under her legs, and began to play with her pussy, rubbing it at a moderate pace. This made Amata squeal a little bit, forcing her to cover her mouth with her forearm. As she screamed into her arm, she began to tear-up from the immense pleasure being generated by her boyfriend, who was licking her ass-crack and playing with her pussy-lips and clit. Al did this until Amata came, which didn't take long. Amata turned around to face Al, before squatting down - bending her knees all the way - and taking his hard cock into her hand.

As Amata took the hard organ into her mouth, Al began to lose control. For the first time, Amata had managed to take Al's entire cock into her mouth. Once the tip of Al's cock was touching Amata's throat, and her lips were at the base of his cock, both their eyes widened at this extremely-pleasurable surprise, before Amata pulled her head back and took his cock all the way out of her mouth again. Amata just looked at the erect penis in her hand with wide eyes, shocked that she was able to swallow all of her boyfriend's girth, before looking up to meet Al's soft gaze. After a few seconds of staring lovingly at each other, Al reached his right hand down and, very softly, began stroking Amata's left cheek.

Amata just slowly closed her eyes and leaned her head into Al's palm as his thumb lightly brushed against her cheek. "You're just perfect, Honey…" Said Al.

As he said this, Amata opened her eyes and looked up at the boy that she was completely in love with, before he turned off the shower. Amata then got up from her squatting position and faced Al, who looked right back into her eyes. As the young couple stood wet and naked in the now-deactivated shower, staring into each other's eyes, Al slowly and gently took hold of Amata's hips, while she did the same with his neck, before their lips met in a fury of passion. Amata put her arms around Al's neck and began to fiddle with his hair as they kissed deeply, staying in that position for a good few minutes, with Al's cock still rock-hard, squashed vertically between their abdomens.

Afterwards, they had exited the shower and were drying each other's bodies in Al's bedroom. As Amata dried Al with a towel, as he did with her, she got to his cock, noticing that it was still hard as fuck. "Honey… your cock's straining…" She quietly pointed out, in a somewhat-guilty manner.

"Being naked in the shower with an angel really takes its toll, y'know?" He replied with a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his head.

Al knew that he was flattering Amata by saying this, even if he meant every word of it, but he'd never be able to understand just how good it made her feel. As Amata heard this colossal compliment, she snapped; she immediately took the back of Al's head in her right hand and shoved their lips together. This was immediately followed by Amata's left hand finding Al's cock, before she began to jack him off at a quick pace, all while her tongue was invading his mouth as she licked it inside-out. Al was wide-eyed as this happened, but he quickly got into it, using both his hands to fondle Amata's tits and tweak her rock-hard nipples.

After about twenty seconds of this, just as Al felt his orgasm coming, Amata pulled away and squatted down. "Fuck my face, Honey." She said simply, looking up into Al's eyes. "You know you want to, Hun… and it'll make me feel so pleased with myself…" She said softly, right before sticking her tongue out and bringing it to his testicles. As she licked Al's scrotum, she pressed her tongue down as hard as she could, then dragged it all along the underside of his cock, before reaching the tip, then circling the tip of her tongue around it.

This entire action made Al lose control completely; he grabbed Amata's head with both hands, and SHOVED his cock all the way into Amata's mouth, making her immediately tear-up as she gagged in pleasure. This was the only time that Amata would happily choke on something and be completely unwilling to get it out of her throat and mouth; she loved Al's cock, almost as much as she loved him.

Al then brought the tip of his cock back to Amata's lips, before SLAMMING it right back into her throat, before picking up the pace and repeating this process for a full minute, until he felt his orgasm coming. From the moment that Amata had pulled away from their kiss and squatted on Al's bedroom floor, all the way to the point where Al began to orgasm, they had looked each other in the eyes the entire time. This loving gaze was unregrettably broken when Al shoved Amata's head right down, throwing his head back from intense pleasure, as he began to ejaculate into Amata's throat, holding her head in place.

Amata shut her eyes tight and gargled on Al's cum as he jizzed right down her throat. She couldn't believe that she was drinking ALL of her boyfriend's semen, and she absolutely adored every second of it. Listening to Al's loud moan as he came, whilst his head was thrown back with his eyes shut, Amata's mouth was wrapped right around the base of his cock, with her bottom lip on his scrotum, and her nose squashed against his pubic region. Al often shaved his pubic hair, as did Amata, so he was relatively smooth down there.

After ten seconds of non-stop cumming, Al finally regained self-control and let go of Amata's head, to which she pulled her head back and looked up at him, straight into his eyes. As Al had just returned to reality, and his senses came back, he expected Amata to be kind of annoyed at how rough he was, but he was instead greeted with Amata's endlessly loving gaze as she looked up at him. As they looked at each other, Amata stuck her tongue out, showing Al the last lot of the shit-load of cum she'd taken into her mouth, before sticking her tongue back in and swallowing the remainder of the cum, looking into his eyes the entire time. At that very moment, they both couldn't believe how sickly in-love they were with each other.

At 4am, the naked couple had been in Al's bed for a few hours, doing nothing but telling each other everything about what they loved about one-another, all while Amata's head rested on Al's chest, whilst Al's arms were around Amata, stroking her back and thighs with his hands. From that point on, they'd send each other notes during school when Mr. Brotch wasn't looking, since Amata sat right behind Albert. Most of these notes would describe all kinds of sexual acts that they'd want to do to each other, with the occasional note from one of the couple that told how cute the other one was.

After school, they'd both lick and suck each other silly, making each other cum like crazy, before making-out for a long time, while whispering how much they loved each other in-between breaths. On the weekends, they'd both buy snacks and soft drinks, and watch holotape films on Al's bed while snacking out, having the best time of their entire lives up to that point. Amata had always been self-conscious about her weight, but luckily, the little weight that she did gain from those snack-nights, always went to the right places, which Al had very much noticed. This increase in weight only helped make her breasts and her buttocks get bigger, making Amata even more voluptuous and buxom than she already was.