Chapter 79: 18.1 In The Kitchen With Amelia And Ezraphel
It wasn't until after a nice long cold shower that Amelia got back into the right frame of mind. Now with a cooler head and body that was cleansed of the filth accumulated from two hours of intense airsoft and servicing her fiancé Amelia can finally think straight. The first thing she did after showering was to check her reflection which showed that her eyes were back to being a regular plain brown.
"Thank God" she sighed in relief.
Does this imply that she believed what she experienced was some kind of vivid hallucination? No, she did not believe it was a hallucination. Her hand went to the bottom of her stomach where she felt a noticeable heat emanating. Amelia didn't know what to make of it and despite her brain telling her that logically it was cause for a concern she should bring to a doctor the thing was the heat was not at all uncomfortable, on the contrary it felt rather pleasant.
"This is so weird."
Despite this Amelia had no other choice but to 'roll with it' at least until she can get a second opinion from her doctor but she's not in any particular hurry for it.
There is one other thing "should I tell Liam?"
The thought of her fiancé gave her pause and she actually felt the 'heat' pulse in response which again was just so weird.
"Okay" she braced against the sink looking at her reflection "that just happened" and as for telling Liam "tonight, I'll tell him tonight and hopefully he won't think I'm crazy or something."
~And maybe I get more of that dick~ giggled her suddenly red eyed reflection with a salacious grin.
Amelia startled took a step back eyes wide with incredulity "what?" she stared at her equally naked reflection "what?"
What was that just now?
Before she can dwell more on this there were several knocks on the door followed by a familiar voice.
"Amy? You've been in there for a while now."
The sound of Liam's voice caused a tremble in her heart and another pulse to the heat in her belly.
~Invite him in...~
"Why don't you-ah!" Amelia had to make a deliberate move to stop herself from asking him to come.
"Amelia?"
"G-give me a sec, I'll be right out."
'What the fuck was that?'
Hurriedly she finished toweling herself off and putting on the clothes she brought with her into the bathroom. A few minutes later she opened the door to see Liam standing outside with his own towel and change of clothes in hand. The sight of him had Amelia biting her lip as her eyes roamed over his form.
"I know you told me before that you're fine and all but are you really?"
~Ravish him~
The image of him pinning her against the wall was hastily disregarded as Amelia winced with her teeth grit behind pursed lips
'Shut up!'
"I was just being thorough" she explained.
For a moment Liam looked dubious however he nodded all the same "if you say so."
Then he went in for a kiss which she tried to reciprocate but…
~Shove your tongue down his throat~
Flinching back from him at the last second caused Liam to look at her mild surprise "Amy?"
"I-I gotta go!"
Shoving her way past him Amelia made a B-line for the living room where she was greeted by the sight of Jamie and Stan with the latter noticing her appearance first.
"Well, well if it isn't the thirst mistress herself" the shorter man greeted with amusement.
"I hope you weren't up to anything unsavory young lady" Jamie tutted in a terrible impression of an old man chiding a child.
~Too late~
Amelia fought the blush that threatened to appear on her cheeks and instead pivot with a question "where's everyone else?"
Stan was the one to answer "Kendall just finished taking a shower, Kendrick won the rock, paper scissors contest so he gets dibs next and Ez is in the kitchen."
So it was a choice between staying in a room with Stan and Jamie or helping Ezraphel in the kitchen. Amelia's feet were already moving before she even finished the thought. She entered the kitchen to find Ezraphel in the middle prepping ingredients phase and from the looks of things it would be even bigger, better and more grandiose than last night. It looked like organized chaos and in the middle of it was Ezraphel with her hair tied up and her back turned.
Amelia went to speak however she trailed off upon entering the kitchen proper. Something felt off here, an ambiance in the kitchen that caused her hair on her arms to stick up on end. Amelia's gaze went to the lone occupant of the room. She didn't know why but there was something peculiar about Ezraphel in that moment that gave the redhead pause. For a long moment she stood there trying and failing to figure out just what it was about the woman that was giving her this feeling.
Of course her entrance did not go unnoticed and Ezraphel looked over her shoulder at the woman revealing a smile and glowing red eyes. The redhead blinked in shock to find that the other woman's eyes were now a deep blue causing her to shake her head.
"H-hey"
"Hello Amelia" Ezraphel greeted "are you alright?"
'I'm starting to really hate that question'
On the outside she gave a smile as she went to the nearest counter "peachy! So what are you cooking up for this evening?"
"Ufufufu to make up for yesterday's less than ideal meal I decided to go all out today."
If this were an anime Amelia would have a sweat drop at the top of her head "Ezraphel, believe me when I say that there was nothing 'less than ideal' about yesterday's food, trust me."
In response Ezraphel only gave the woman a pitying look as she grasped her shoulder and with a shake of her said "oh Amelia, you poor sweet summer child. I weep for your pallet."
"Uh, what?"
Ignoring her Ezraphel continued "but there is no need to worry for I will be preparing a meal fit for royalty!"
As she said this she grasped Amelia by both shoulders and brought her face dangerous close. Amelia wasn't really into women but god damn if Ezraphel didn't have her questioning her sexuality.
In response to her rather enthusiastic exclamation Amelia could only give her a shaky smile as she replied "o-okay then uh, is there any way I can help?"
Ezraphel stared into her eyes for a moment long enough that Amelia felt discomfort creeping in before the woman beamed at her.
"But of course~" rather than let her go however Ezraphel leaned in closer and half whispered "there is so much that needs to be done."
Amelia's eyes widened "what?"
Rather than answer she went on "I never did answer your question about what I or rather what we will be preparing for tonight's feast."
"Oh yeah, so spill."
Somehow she completely forgot about that.
"We will be preparing beef wellington, prime rib and patatas bravas with a side of honey garlic rolls and spinach artichoke dip. And for dessert we will have tiramisu."
Amelia stared at the other woman for a while as she tried to parse the words that just came out of Ezraphel's mouth.
"…I'm only familiar with two of those and I've only ever eaten one" was her response to which.
Ezraphel laughed "well I am happy to hear that I will have a hand in your first experience eating these dishes."
After last night and this morning Amelia shared her enthusiasm but that still left the question "so where do I even start?"
"You can start with the mushrooms" Ezraphel pulled out a bag of mushrooms and a knife from seemingly nowhere and held them "I need these to be finely chopped and minced."
"Okay" she accepted the offered items.
The next hour was a buzz of activity as Ezraphel and Amelia flitted about the kitchen. Well Ezraphel flitted while Amelia kind of bumbled her way around if anyone was being honest. It was a much different affair compared to this morning because at least Amelia had some experience with making the breakfast items and could competently prepare the ingredients for Ezraphel to cook. Here though? Amelia had no idea what she was doing half the time and Ezraphel ended up having to fix her mistakes more often than not.
After one particular mistake Amelia finally had enough "maybe this was a bad idea."
"What do you mean?" Ezraphel answered as she smoothly took the reins of Amelia's task and performed it with perfect efficiency.
"I'm starting to think this whole process would go a lot better without me here messing everything up."
"Well you're not wrong."
'Twist the knife why don't you' she thought feeling a surprising amount of hurt.
"But I think you are mistaking something Amelia" the other woman continued.
"What's that?"
"I did not accept your aid because I needed it. I accepted because I enjoy your company."
As she said this she looked to Amelia with a bright smile that had the other woman's heart beating a bit quicker than normal.
'Dammit Amy you are not into other girls!'
And as she thought this Ezraphel went to the oven and bent over to look into the window giving Amelia a good view of her ass.
~Oh my~
'Quiet you!'
"With that said" Ezraphel continued interrupting Amelia's thoughts "I think it would be thoughtless of me not to impart some of my culinary knowledge upon you. Wouldn't you agree?" and as she said this she looked Amelia square in the eye with a raised eyebrow.
For her part Amelia thought of the dozen or so mistakes she made in the last hour alone that could have seriously compromised the food in some shape or another and winced.
Averting her gaze she stuttered out "y-yeah…"
'Just pour all the salt in that wound why don't you?'
Things went smoother for Amelia following this with Ezraphel taking the time to properly instruct and advise her on the prep work and cooking. Amelia herself listened to Ezraphel's advice like a dutiful student, followed the instructions as closely as she could and asked questions where she faltered. During this time Amelia took the opportunity to deepen her friendship with Ezraphel through gossiping, taking pictures and videos, swapping embarrassing stories about Stan and educating her about certain aspects of modern culture that Stan either overlooked or was not equipped to handle.
At some point Liam paid a visit to check up on her as well as take pictures and generally marvel/tease his fiancée for doing actual 'domestic' work. Unfortunately his very presence had the adverse effect of distracting Amelia while she was chopping and she ended up cutting herself. Ezraphel chased him out and threatened in no uncertain term that no one is allowed into the kitchen whilst they are in the middle of cooking. Despite being sufficiently cowed by the taller woman his concern for his fiancée had Liam sticking around long enough for Amelia to confirm that she was alright before all but running away no doubt with tales of caution not to disturb the two of them.
That was for the best since Liam's presence caused the heat in her belly which had thus far remained largely inert to suddenly blaze like a wildfire. It was to the point that the cut she received was hardly felt despite it getting in rather deep. Her curse at getting it was more of a knee jerk reaction than out of any genuine pain. Still she went to the sink to run her finger under the water whilst also fighting the urge to dunk her head under it as well.
'Why do I feel so hot?'
"How bad is it" Ezraphel suddenly spoke from over her shoulder.
"Ah!" she flinched swiveling her head to find the other woman staring at her hand "don't scare me like that!"
The other woman gave her a look "you don't look well Amelia."
Amelia could have rolled her eyes but with how she was feeling right now could only grimace.
'Shit, guess I look like how I feel then huh?'
"Heh, now you know why I don't cook" she joked.
Ezraphel however did not laugh rather she hummed before reaching out to touch Amelia's cheek. Her hand was cool to the touch and Amelia found herself unconsciously leaning into it.
"You're warm" Ezraphel noted clinically.
'Understatement' she thought with a near silent grumble.
This really wasn't something she could ignore or pass off at this point. Amelia could literally feel the heat in her cheeks, she could feel its source and it's steadily been getting worse pulsating in time with her heartbeat. And the worst part of it all is that it
"Feels good doesn't it?"
Amelia blinked "what?"
'What did she just say?'
"Give me your hand" Ezraphel spoke no commanded and numbly Amelia presented her wet injured hand which Ezraphel grasped.
"What are you doing?" Amelia practically panted.
"Imparting my knowledge" she then reached her hand down to Amelia's stomach.
The redhead gasped as she felt two fingers lightly poke at the source of her heat.
"Wha…"
"You feel it" Ezraphel interrupted.
"Y-yes"
"Focus on that feeling."
Then her fingers glided upwards past her navel between the valley of her breasts to her shoulder and along her arm. The entire time Amelia felt concentrated heat follow along where Ezraphel's fingers as if the woman was controlling it. Eventually the heat pulled around her cut but to what end Amelia did not know and she was too scared and confused to ask. That fear and confusion turned to just confusion when Ezraphel raised her injured hand into focus.
"Watch and commit this feeling to memory."
Amelia did so and watched in astonishment as her wounds closed before her very eyes. More than that she felt the process taking place in her body and could only stared at her now fully healed hand with open mouth astonishment.
"All fixed!"
"…"
An awkward and prolonged silence was the response to Ezraphel's cheer.
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Streggae Author’s Notes: Meant for this one to be released yesterday but got stuck in editing for a bit, busy day. Anyway another chapter done if you want more or just to support me then go check out my Pa treon, link is in the synopsis.
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