My Last Meal?

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     A feeling of warmth soared through my body. I felt hands under my shirt softly drawing my circles against my back. Where am I?
I open my eyes to reveal Anna holding me in her arms. My head was chest level to her with her head resting on my own head. Hold on. Where is her shirt? Only a crimson colored bra covered her chest. My head was so close to her chest. I slowly turned my head upwards earning a soft grunt from the sleeping giant.
I looked down and noticed my shirt was gone and- wait so were my pants. My underwear were struggling to cover my lower extremities like they had been messily strewn onto me.
A red tint covered my face as I remember what happened last night. The things she did to me and the things I did to her. Well, she mainly did things to me but- oh god this is embarrassing.
If my family wasn't disappointed in me before they definitely would be now! I nuzzle against Anna's arm above my head. A soft rumble comes from my stomach. Dammit. Ever so gently I remove myself from the large lady's grasp.
I look through the locker where Anna had put the box of granola bars. I swiftly and eagerly take one out and aggressively rip the wrapping off. I slam myself onto the floor, criss-cross applesauce style, and bear down on my "meal".
After finishing I notice a shadow looming over me. I looked up and see a curious Huntress watching me. "A-Anna!"
She gives me a wave a sits down behind me, bringing me into her lap as she wraps her arms around my waist. "Hungry?" Anna asks.
"A little."
Anna stands up, hoisting me into her arms. "Better food beyond." She took me down the stairs into a basement where there was a group of four hooks and few lockers scattered about.
She sat me down on one of the steps and brought back a sealed pack of beef from somewhere. Did she pull that from her ass or what? Well, if Mikaela can pull books from her ass I guess this should be the same.
She also retrieved a pack of noodles and spaghetti sauce. We walked back upstairs and like magic, there were kitchen appliances. 1. I didn't know the lodge had electricity 2. Where the fuck does this shit keep coming from. As I kept pondering the possibilities I realized something. The entity. Of course. This could only be the entity's doing. But why?
Anna grabbed me by the waist and placed me in between her and the stove. "Together." She said and as per her request we worked together to prepare spaghetti. The first actual meal I've had in a while.
I watched as Anna cleaned off the table with her hips in perfect motion with her arms. The small amount of light shining into the lodge excenchuated her muscular arms. She has the type of thighs to crush watermelons. If I hadn't mentioned before, her shirt was still off and I've yet to find my pants but luckily I did find my shirt.
She and I were sat across from each other at the large dining table. I dug into my meal like it was the last one I would have. Could this relationship she and I have really last? And in the fog of all places? Would the entity allow it? Would you even call this a relationship? My thoughts drift away as I slurp up the remaining bits of my food. Oh well.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 05, 2023 ⏰

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