About a month had passed since Gwen had first arrived in this dimension.

Her recovery was all but forgotten past the third day here. She had sustained much less damage for somebody who had been yanked from one dimensional path into another without warning, though Eric simply told her that the device she had as a piercing had cushioned a lot of the turbulence she would have needed weeks to recover from. Neither of them could deny how much she meant to him in the future with Eric quickly falling head over heels for this strange yet lively young woman.

For Eric to reconstruct the rings, he told her he would need at least two months to put the data and materials together for their new dimensional devices. Her response was a simple smile as she said that she didn't mind really getting to know Eric as he was now. Having her here with him wasn't a bad change of pace at all.

Food tasted better with somebody to share it with. Quiet stretches of time no longer felt cold like before as he could always hear Gwen fumbling around in the other rooms of the apartment. Going to bed with her needed some getting used to as she had been the one to insist that he not sleep on the couch and leave her alone in the bed to let her get chilly. The way she could convince him so tenderly really made it hard to say no to her. Especially since the things she wanted from him were also things he wanted as well.

Their conversations were also filled with warmth and understanding.

Telling Gwen about how he had struggled to feel any passion with his stunted emotional abilities had her leaning into him. Offering her help and support was all he needed, yet she promised to just be with him no matter what as well. He no longer had to be someone who needed to feel alone with nobody willing to come near him.

More of his past did shock Gwen at times. The worst offender being when he told her about the time he killed civilians when they were influenced to commit murders while using his image as a poster child of their own twisted desires. Eric had been more than certain that this would at least make Gwen need some time alone or would put some sort of unclosable distance between them.

All she did was bring him into an embrace with a heart that ached for his misfortune. What Gwen saw instead of a monster or murderer was a man who faced the consequences of his actions without wavering; no matter how wounded his soul had become from his dedication to protecting the innocent. In the privacy of their home, he let out the first few tears through clenched teeth while she embraced him. More and more, he understood why she meant so much to him.

She couldn't absolve him of his terrible actions, but at least she could help him learn to live a more complete life.

While out on another date out in the cold, Gwen spotted a bench where she and Eric could enjoy their coffees while looking out at the setting sun. Getting weather clear enough to enjoy the sunset was rare during these winter months in New York. They sipped their piping hot drinks while Gwen wore a large fleece jacket in white with a black turtleneck and high heeled leather boots with a short black skirt and black leggings. Eric had on a wool coat that went just past his hips with dark red jeans and a pair of black leather boots that covered his ankles while wearing a charcoal wool turtleneck. They both enjoyed the simple company with their simple drinks keeping them toasty.

"Excuse me, young'uns. Is this seat taken? I hate to be a bother and interrupt your date, but my knees aren't what they used to be."

Gwen almost felt terrible as she scooched closer into Eric and even dusted the slight layer of snow on the bench for the elderly lady to have a seat. Being so kind left the old woman grateful as she shuffled until she could rest her weary self on the bench with her long beige winter jacket acting as a much needed cushion. Her little red patterned scarf tied over her head had these adorable little apples that Gwen found to be so precious.

Eric just enjoyed the warmth and levity in their conversation as Gwen chatted with this kind old lady for almost forty minutes until they realized that it was getting late. Before departing, they exchanged numbers for any possible future plans.

As the old woman was making her way home, Eric was the one who asked the retreating elderly grandmother something he felt was somewhat important.

"Excuse me! What was your name? If you don't mind me asking."

She didn't mind at all as she said her name with a cheery smile that went up to her eyes.

"Beth! Beth McGillicutty!"

Gwen and Eric introduced themselves and even told the elderly woman that they would look forward to visiting her for the holidays.

Neither of them could deny how charming that little old lady was as even Eric found himself genuinely flattered when she complimented them for being such a wonderful couple. Being told that he and Gwen looked good together just touched him in a way he wasn't expecting.

Their time had been spent without regrets, but now they realized that their movie was about to start. This universe had some truly incredible gems she may not be able to watch in the other universes, so she and Eric found a rather unoccupied path of streets that would bring them to an alley next to the theatre. They slung on their webbing together until the finally made it just in time to watch the trailers.

Three Weeks Later

Inside of her kitchen, Beth had been hard at work putting together the final pieces of her fanciful dinner together with the white chocolate cookies she considered a personal culinary achievement of hers. She had placed the last of the cookies into a cute little plastic bag before she tied off the opening with some red and green ribbons that she so carefully knotted to give it a truly festive look. The card she spent the better part of the other day writing had been tucked into the cookies while wrapped in a food safe plastic bag to prevent the paper from absorbing the oily butter she used to make them so yummy.

The door had been knocked on when she finally put both hands on her frail hips to admire her handiwork. She untied her frilly red laced white apron and hung it on its dedicated hook just outside of the kitchen as she made sure to double check that her hair was nice and curly with her red polka dotted dress. After she felt confident that she was presentable, Beth shuffled towards the door to unlock the entrance into her humble abode. Opening the door revealed a man and a woman dressed in winter appropriate attire with something in the woman's possession meant for the elderly grandmother.

"Merry Christmas, Beth! Hope we made it in time!"

Gwen had shown up with a hotpot of some lovely beef stew with a nice tender sirloin cooked to perfection now swimming in the gravy that she and Eric had spent all day perfecting. Beth was simply overjoyed to see the young couple show up as promised during this festive season.

It wasn't actually Christmas, but Gwen never was one to ignore the festive season on a technicality.

"No, not at all! Please, come in. You two look like you could use a hot meal by yours truly."

Crossing the threshold, Gwen and Eric took off their coats and hung up their scarves on the hooks in the entryway. For Gwen, she went with a lovely white turtleneck wool sweater with the sleeves just long enough to cover the heels of her palms with a red skirt and black stockings. Eric took a more formal approach and wore a pair of charcoal gray slacks with black socks and a black silk button up shirt fastened all the way to the top with a thin golden chain fastened to the wings of his collar that bridged the distance between them.

"My, you two are dashing this evening! Young people can be so radiant these days."

Another complement that made them feel truly welcome. Setting the pot down in an available space at the table, the table got some help as Eric assisted Gwen to set out the heavier items such as the roasted duck, the vegetables, the mash and gravy, the garlic bread, etc. Soon they were all joined at the table with Beth asking to join hands in prayer. Gwen felt nostalgic as well as melancholy as she could still remember doing so when she and Peter were still…

A hand reached out and grasped her right. Almost like a vision, the memory of Peter flashed in her mind as she saw Eric looking at her with one of the tenderest stares he only reserved for her alone. Her eyes became a little glossy as she realized that she had somebody who would be there for her. Someone who would help her heal as much as she wanted to help him heal.

Beth herself watched them have this sweet moment of serendipity in their relationship without even having to speak to each other. It reminded her so much of her dearly departed husband. In her own way, she offered a silent prayer for their love as they all joined hands in prayer.

Needless to say, the table was polished off with Eric having quite an agreeable appetite. Beth just jokingly said to Gwen must be fortunate to have a man with such intense stamina for an appetite like his. She blushed and made Beth chuckle in that caring grandmotherly way that Gwen would never want to forget.

Several Hours Later

The trio all took time to enjoy the conversation as Beth was indeed a compendium of interesting stories as an ambitious young actress who worked in New York as a waitress while starring in a few films in some notable and other less notable roles throughout her time in the city. Eric and Gwen were sipping on some apple schnapps cocktails after Beth decided to show her skills as a former mixologist. Her drinks were quite smooth with just the right amount of warmth to fend off the winter chill.

Gwen found her innocent jabs of humor to be absolutely adorable. She would deliver these one liners that she had so much confidence delivering that Gwen couldn't stifle her laughter. One story involving how her late husband tried to win her over by trying to ask her out by writing in mustard on her plate during her lunch break with him truly tickled her.

Squeezing the bottle too tightly caused the thing to explode all over her lunch. Instead of letting her eat the overly saturated meal, he swapped the plates and ate the whole thing while claiming he loved mustard more than her.

A few years into their casual relationship had passed before a mutual friend finally told her that he hated mustard. She had always ordered extra mustard for him and he never even let her know he was against the taste. Things got serious since that incident and eventually led to them having five kids with the youngest being the only daughter in the family.

Going through the photo albums was actually interesting as they got to see parts of New York that no longer existed or still remained since the sixties. So much history was attached to this one amazing woman in her life inside of the big apple.

Something that Beth hinted at was how she was happy that she finally got somebody to come over for the holidays. Gwen and Eric grew sympathetic as she simply looked a bit defeated since her children rarely even come visit her or invite her out on this special occasion. Ever since her husband and their father passed, they kept growing distant until now barely anybody speaks to her. A bitter experience for somebody as family oriented as Beth.

Offering to spend more time with the elderly woman, the two women hugged and shared their feelings while Eric dismissed himself briefly to give these two some privacy. In reality, he had been tracking where he could find valid phone numbers of her children. Calling the eldest seemed to be the strongest candidate. Dialing in the number, Eric put the phone up to his ear and waited for the call to connect.

"... Hello?"

A gruff voice greeted Eric when the line finally connected.

"Hi, you don't know me, but I'm the boyfriend of one of Beth's friends. Your Mother?"

His confrontational manners were quickly shot down as Eric just blew past them to address the elephant in the room.

"Listen, me and my girlfriend, her name is Gwen and I'm Eric, spent some time over at her place tonight and I think she misses her family. You don't owe me or her anything, but if you could just maybe come see her or invite her out, I'm sure she could benefit from seeing those she loves the most…"

There was this heavy pause before a deep sigh full of regret filled the receiver. Replacing the eldest son's previously defensive act was a now apologetic man who saw the error of his ways.

"I guess I never realized it's been that long since dad passed. Man, have all those years already passed? My youngest kid is about to go off to state now… Yeah, you're right. I'll call the others and get something put together this Christmas. And… Thank you. For caring about my mother. You and your girlfriend."

They said their short goodbyes as Eric returned to the living room to see Gwen and Beth still going over the photo album of different movie sets that the old woman had been on. He rejoined them seamlessly as he just enjoyed the warmth of the company around him.

Eventually, Eric and Gwen helped clean everything up when their night was coming to an end. They gathered their things as Eric carried the heated pot that now was cleaned of the stew he and Gwen brought to dinner. Even Eric got a peck on both cheeks as Beth did the same for Gwen. Waving goodbye, both spiders were just happy that they got to spend some time with somebody that cared so dearly for them. By the time they got to the bottom floor, Eric noticed that Beth had snuck in something into their cleaned pot. Gwen was happy to see more of those white chocolate cookies she fell in love with all packaged up for them when they got home.

Such simple joy for Gwen made Eric feel truly grateful that she was in his life. How her happiness made him feel so happy still was a feeling he never wanted to lose.

"C'mon, Jenny! Stop lagging."

"Shut the fuck up, John. You're just impatient."

Two rough looking individuals were grumbling under their breath as they passed by Gwen and Eric. Looking at the two homeless people made both Eric and Gwen feel uncomfortable. Not in a sense that they were not willing to go near the destitute, but like they could sense that these two were about to do something less than legal. Their experience gave them the perceptions to pick up on subtle details that one would do when the adrenaline was raised just before they went through with whatever illegal activity they intended to enact.

Avoiding eye contact, rushed walking, the concealment of something under the coat, making a beeline towards their destination without any deviation in their trajectory, etc..

"Eric?"

"Yeah, I saw…"

He kept his ear open as the two homeless people were entering the building.

"What floor was it again?"

"The fifth one."

When they went inside, he still kept reading their lips as they were hitting the elevator button and entered when the doors slid open. Watching his reaction, Gwen became concerned when she saw his eyes widen with worry.

"Eric?"

Clearly, these people were about to do something truly sinister.

"We have to hurry."

Fifth Floor

Beth had just gotten off of the phone with her eldest son after he called and apologized for being so distant for years. Time had gotten past him and his siblings and they all wanted to go on a trip to Switzerland with their entire family. They didn't need to be so luxurious for a long overdue reunion, but they wanted to treat their mother after being neglectful of her loneliness for so long. It was truly a Christmas miracle that she had managed to make new friends at her advanced age and be invited to spend time with her family. She couldn't wait to see all of her children and grandchildren after so long.

Interrupting her moment of serenity, a brash set of knocks more akin to someone just slamming their fist into the door startled her. Somebody had clearly needed to reach her immediately. Beth got up off of her comforter and shuffled towards the door as hastily as she could as another set of harsh slams into her front door echoed throughout her humble abode.

"Yes, yes, I'm coming! I'll be there in a moment!"

Twisting the deadbolt and turning her doorknob, it actually sort of confused her to see Gwen looking a bit out of breath outside of the door.

"Oh, Gwen! What is it, dear? Did you forget something?"

After catching her breath, Gwen swallowed the knot in her throat before speaking.

"Sorry. I think I left my scarf behind? Eric's waiting for me downstairs and we need to get to our train soon. Sorry for startling you."

Shuffling back towards the coat rack did reveal the scarlet red knitted piece of winter wear. Giving it back to Gwen, Beth received a sweet peck on her left cheek before she closed the door to get ready for bed. Meanwhile, Gwen dropped the act and redid her scarf quickly before reactivating her nanite suit to cover her face and pull her hood up underneath the scarf. Her hands were also covered in her new suit as her sleeves were rolled up to give her web shooters room to fire.

Outside of the window at the end of the hall where Beth's apartment resided, Eric had his Web Weaver mask on with just the hood on as he had the two homeless intruders about to rob Beth blind dangling from his left grip as he stuck to the wall. Catching them just in time, Gwen acted to the best of her ability while managing to realize she actually forgot her scarf. It sold the lie as she now could be seen approaching the window where she jumped out and swung over to the opposite side of the window to talk to Eric about what to do next.

"What now?"

Dangling five stories off of the ground freaked out the two vagabonds. Their arms and torsos were completely wrapped in a thin cocoon of webbing with their mouths sealed off to prevent anybody looking up at the sounds of their screams. Thankfully, the wind was picking up with the snow and kept people hunched over and looking at the ground while trying to keep the cold out of their coats.

"Well, we can't just leave them with the cops. My reputation won't exactly tell the authorities that these two tried to rob a helpless old lady. They'll likely be released tomorrow if we do that."

Just letting these two walk would likely lead to them trying something similar with a different equally helpless victim in the future. Something needed to happen to make these two forget their criminal ways. The obvious solution for a more permanent result would be to cut their throats and toss them into the hudson bay. As Spiderwoman, Gwen couldn't just let that happen. So Eric thought long and hard while the two would be criminals were still struggling against their bonds.

Peering over to a rather sparsely lit section of the city gave Eric an idea that perhaps even Gwen could agree would teach these two a lesson.

Elsewhere

Being carried across the city in the biting cold was hell for both Johnny and Jenny. They had been right at the doorway of their easiest mark to date when they were suddenly yanked away and dangled over the city streets. Worst of all, the man they had pissed off was none other than the infamous Web Weaver. The horror stories that followed this guy were no joke as even the police urged civilians to not engage with this person on site and to just flee if they even catch a sight of him. An actual citywide protocol existed because of this one vigilante.

When they finally landed, neither sibling knew where the hell they were. There weren't many lights illuminating the frozen urban landscape. Only a lone flickering street lamp kept things from being pitch dark.

Their release wasn't even kind as the front of the webbing trapping them had been cut by Web Weaver's knife for them to stumble forward with their jackets being forced off of them when they tried to run. Now all they had were the few layers that padded out the most significant protection they had against the frost. Trying to keep warm had them desperately huddled into themselves while tucking their arms into their chests.

"W-w-w-wHat the-the F-f-f-FfFUu-uuck?!"

Johnny couldn't even get a sentence out without convulsing from his shivering. Jenny wasn't any better as her teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

Looking on in sheer disgust were Gwen and Web Weaver. Their costumes were able to keep their identities hidden enough with their clothes providing more than adequate protection from the cold. Just their suits alone was enough to keep out the frigid temperatures.

"What were you doing at that elderly woman's home? Answer."

Neither of the siblings wanted to incriminate themselves. Reluctance to answer led to a web strand hitting Johnny's leg and yanking it to make him fall onto his back. Instead of Web Weaver being the one who instigated the physical violence, Gwen had been the one to make the brother fall backwards and hit the snow so that his back would be chilled by the snow now stuck to his back. Jenny went to help her brother up from the hard concrete. Spiderwoman was extremely pissed off as one of her dearest friends had almost been assaulted by what she assumed were two junkies based on the state of their emaciated bodies, rotting teeth, and sickly skin. An innocent soul who only ever wanted to be with those she loved almost met her likely end by the hands of these two selfish pricks.

"It's not our time that's ticking away here. Answer."

Through her shivering, Jenny barely got out the reason why she and her brother were there. They had followed around the old woman for a while now and knew that she was alone and vulnerable. Her apartment was a slightly nicer one, so they just waited until tonight to go and rob her of all her valuables.

"I-i-i-it's no-not llllike she's… She's gonna need it… Old b-b-b-bag wa-wa-was gonna b-b-bite it soo-s-soon anyways. Why should-"

Out of rage for their calloused reasoning, Gwen stomped up to Jenny and socked her square in the nose. Tumbling backwards from the enhanced strength that Gwen was reluctant to hold back left her sprawled out in the snow. Her brother went to her aid almost instantly. He helped her up as she was now sporting a very obviously broken nose. Eric saw Gwen standing there with her fists clenched tight as her arms and body were shaking in complete anger over these two's careless actions.

"... She was old? She was OLD?! That's your excuse?! Because she was feeble?!"

Giving Gwen the space she needed to vent was the least he could do for her at this moment. She needed to process these difficult emotions herself as her contempt for these two was made known to them as they cowered in fear.

"The little time she has left is FAR more valuable than the time you have left to rob and steal from people! From innocent people!"

Unjustified anger from Jenny had her holding her nose as she tried to talk back to Gwen.

"What the hell do you know about us?! We were on the streets and suffering while people like her got to live it up with shit that wouldn't even matter to them when they fucking die! Why should we have to starve and freeze to death while she had things that would let us live?!"

The webbing she hit Jenny in the chest with allowed Gwen to violently yank the injured woman out of her brother's arms. Snatching up the woman by the neck, hatred and spite bloomed in her eyes through the lens of her spider mask. This bitch saw nothing wrong with what she did. Even her reasoning had her as the victim while Beth was portrayed as the villain in her delusional world view. Nobody as kind and pure of heart as Beth deserved to suffer at the hands of cruel people such as this who held no remorse for their heinous actions. Fear flooded Jenny's face while Gwen saw a selfish person who only ever thought about herself.

Dropping her and walking away was all Gwen could do as she decided to just go home on her own. She disappeared into the darkness with a single shot of her webbing launching her away from the current gut wrenching situation. Now it was solely up to Eric to complete this task of punishing these criminals.

Without warning, Eric tossed their jackets into a nearby steel drum barrel that had a few scraps of wood inside. The siblings didn't know what he was doing as he selected a different setting on his web shooter. Once chosen, he aimed his shooter into the barrel and sprayed some webbing into the barrel where the webbing started to react with the outside environment and caught fire. A decent fire had erupted from the inside of the barrel with their only protection from the cold being used as fuel.

"Based on the fact that neither of you were carrying any weapons, you either had intended to restrain or barricade her somewhere."

His words were cutting as he broke down their thought process without hearing their excuses.

"Since you targeted an elderly woman who couldn't fight back against two grown adults, you did this to make it easier for yourselves. Right?"

More silence confirmed his suspicions. The howling winds made more sounds than the two home invaders who were confronted with the consequences of their actions.

"So the easiest solution would be the balcony. An inside lock and a place where she couldn't move to go call for help. Now, this question is the most important one if you want to get out of this…"

Each step he took crunched the freshly fallen snow. His imposing silhouette completely swallowed the both of them as his shadow was cast over them with the light of the flames behind him.

"Were you going to leave her out there to freeze to her death?"

Again, their eyes fell as their silence spoke volumes.

With that, Eric just told them what was going to happen now.

"You're both a few miles from the nearest road with consistent traffic. I wouldn't recommend trying to navigate this part of town in the dark since everything looks the same. Getting lost in this weather without anything to insulate your body heat could be dangerous."

Heartlessly explaining just dug the proverbial knife deeper into their misery.

"So, getting through the night is your best chance of survival. Which is where this fire comes into play."

Kicking the drum, the real reason they were there finally revealed itself in all of its cruel irony.

"You see those pallets?"

Eric pointed at the many wooden pallets lining the wall of the concrete loading bay. Their eyes went wider as they were now putting the pieces together.

"The weather has been cold, so the wood there is still likely still usable as firewood. Though you need to shake off enough snow if you wanna dry it off enough for it to burn reliably."

Turning to the fire, he took a moment to calculate the consumption of fuel versus the time they had to produce workable firewood.

"You've got about… Thirty minutes worth of reliable fire left. If you tear apart that wood and make sure you chip off enough frozen ice to dry it off over this fire… I guess it'll take you just over twenty minutes. Otherwise, you risk the fire going out. Hope it was worth it, assholes."

With that, he followed where Gwen swung away and left the siblings scrambling to break apart the wood and try to dry it off to keep their only source of survivable burning throughout the night. Their hands were bleeding after just a few short minutes of handling the jagged wood and ice as they had no choice but to suffer if they wanted to survive.

Eric's Apartment

Getting home took a little longer for Eric as he had to go back for the pot and cookies he and Gwen had hidden against the building's side with some webbing. Returning to the complete darkness of the apartment didn't make him worried at all as he could feel Gwen inside with just his spider sense. He made sure to move silently in case she fell asleep. The crock pot was left on the kitchen countertop with the cookies and card inside. Taking off his coat, Eric carefully entered the bedroom and saw the silhouette of Gwen sitting up in the bed.

He just left her to her devices as he started to undress and get ready for bed. Everything eventually found its rightful place as he gathered some essentials for himself and Gwen after they finished showering. Leaving them on the bathroom countertop, the warm lights gave enough visible light for Eric to see better in the pitch darkness. Wearing only his soft black boxer briefs still made him look overdressed compared to Gwen.

Peering over to Gwen, she had this light blush on her rosy cheeks as she had been sitting on the bed completely nude. Eric wasn't shocked as much as he was wondering if she was alright. Gwen was the first to move as she got up and approached Eric with the light behind him guiding her path. Reaching him, she ran her hands up the front of his muscular chest before tilting her face up to his. He understood what was happening as he met her halfway and pressed his lips into hers. Her body melded against his so perfectly while they were still kissing deeply. Multitasking didn't impede Eric from turning on the showers for him and Gwen. She did her own fair share of legwork by pulling at his boxer briefs until they tore away from his solid frame in her superhuman grip.

Giving themselves up to their hunger had Gwen pinned against the wall of the shower while the hot water sprayed down onto them after Eric reached up to angle the wide shower head at them. The comforting heat had a rejuvenating effect as Gwen felt her tongue being sucked on possessively as she felt the tip of Eric's cock pressing into her lower entrance. Her own impatience made her wrap her legs tightly around his hips to pull herself down onto his engorged length. As much as she appreciated good foreplay, she needed him inside of her now rather than even a second later than now. Plunging into her furthest depths ignited the engine that caused Eric to lose himself in her warm tight insides.

Every scream and squeal she uttered was swallowed by Eric as he kept thrusting into her mercilessly. His lips refused to come off of hers while she was clawing at his back in the showers. Having durable skin helped leave behind arousing marks rather than gouging out strips of his flesh. Gwen already lost control as she couldn't even beg for more as Eric still had his arm around her with no hope of her escape. There was nowhere else in the worlds that she wanted to be over being in his arms.

Stoking his desires as she did left Eric a bit more impulsive than he usually behaved. Setting a wildfire ablaze created this beast that wasn't able to be reasoned with. Reaching her orgasm, Gwen kept reaching new heights the longer it went on for. The last sane part of her mind discovered that Eric was still moving just as fast and powerfully as before without even being aware she was currently climaxing. She feared for her sanity as she squirmed with little strength to escape. Too many sensations making her body fall limp kept her helpless in his arms. Gwen passed out and stayed passed out as she wouldn't resurface until Eric finished inside of her womb.

While Eric pressed into Gwen while releasing a powerful roar, she emerged with a wild scream that ended with her sobbing and thanking Eric repeatedly. Her thanks didn't stop as she couldn't even stop the subsequent orgasms from the shower just spraying her while Eric held her in his arms. After he surfaces, the sight of Gwen looking so broken by her happiness led to Eric cradling her in his arms as they both sat underneath the hot spray of the shower. Eventually, she too resurfaced with this look of absolute euphoria. She pulled Eric into a much more tender kiss as they let their feelings mend each other.

The Next Morning

Going to bed actually ended up with Gwen and Eric sleeping in the nude with each other. Waking up the next morning left Gwen arising with the delectable scent of freshly breaded chicken cutlets.

The bedroom door was left wide open where she could see Eric cooking in a denim apron with leather straps keeping it secured. There weren't enough hours in the day for how long she could watch Eric put together a delicious meal for them both. Her own cooking skills had improved after he had been willing to teach her the culinary arts in their free time. Still, it felt good to provide for him as much as he provided for her.

Turning back to the open door of the bedroom, their eyes met as Gwen smiled while sitting upright with her chest exposed while Eric gave her such a loving smile in return for her affection for him. Keeping the door open had been out of Eric's desire to see her as he made them breakfast. Such a silly little thing like this made her fall deeper in love with this person who was discovering his humanity through their love. Understanding him wasn't work for her at all. Finding out new things about Eric was one of the reasons she was with him. He gave her everything and it made her realize that nobody will trust her more than him.

Getting up took a bit of effort with how sore her core felt. Doing anything too strenuous resulted in a spike of soreness where Eric had caused the deep seated sensations of strained muscles. Another thing that Gwen noticed as she made her way to the restroom was how the ache didn't feel unpleasant.

Navigating herself into the restroom, and immediately needing to relieve herself landed her rear end onto the toilet seat. Relieving herself then finally revealed the new problem she had now. Feeling the ache of her sex increase as she urinated just made her feel increasingly aroused. Like a satisfying ache after a good workout, the reminder of how she came to be so sore just made her remember those mind breaking sensations against her conscious will. Those orgasms were impossible for Gwen. She still couldn't believe that she achieved release enough to thank Eric in her state of complete delirium.

"... B-baby?"

Rarely using pet names had Eric setting aside everything to go and check on Gwen. Checking in on her, the sight of her looking slightly embarrassed yet excited while naked on the toilet left him wondering what was wrong.

"Can you help me?"

Several Minutes Later

Making sure that their breakfast wouldn't burn, Eric turned off all potential dangers after plating the finished product of their meal together. Putting a lot of work into these cuts of premium chicken wasn't something he wanted to go to waste.

Helping Gwen always landed as the top priority in his list of importance. No matter how challenging or unpleasant the task, he would never ignore her needs.

In this case, however, he was more than eager to help her with this very specific issue.

"Ah! R-right there! Ooh, fuck…"

Waking up with a sore sex left Gwen in a spot of trouble. Being reminded of incredible sex constantly left her helplessly aroused. Asking Eric for help with the issue led to their current situation of him picking her up and laying her down on the bigger couch so that he could lay down and perform oral on her sore sex.

How it was he used his tongue and lips made it feel like more of a deep tissue massage to help relieve her muscle fatigue more than anything else. Both of her legs were draped over his shoulders as she just laid back in the nude and massaged her right breast while the left fan her fingers through Eric's hair. His efforts to help her feel complete pain relief was truly appreciated as Gwen arched her back and fell into a gentle orgasm that just made her toes curl and shiver as her skin felt like liquid euphoria.

Needless to say, Eric got to eat before Gwen had her first bite of the day.