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Ryan had been asleep – having succumbed to exhaustion – for a while when Jodie noiselessly inched herself off the bed. Underwear clad she returned to the bathroom to once again converse with her ethereal guardian. Though she made her point and she and Ryan had been given their privacy their last conversation ended sourly. At the very least she wanted to thank him for not throwing her date out a window.
She turned around, glancing back at Ryan; she felt as peaceful and satisfied as he looked. After a few aimless steps into the bathroom she positioned herself in front of the mirror. Looking herself in the eyes before averting her gaze slightly she addressed the room:
“Hey, Aiden?”
His voice rumbled in acknowledgement.
“Thank you.”
With that they departed; she for her bed, and he away from her, drifting elsewhere. By morning Ryan had also gone, though she remembered him waking her up to say goodbye. In no haste she climbed out of bed. Although he had done most of the work she was in dire need of a shower, smirking to herself in recollection as she made her way to the bathroom.
Jodie turned the water off and dried herself with a towel, lazily wrapping it around herself; her arms moved automatically with her mind still stuck on the night before. But her mood changed – dramatically and immediately – when she noticed that another message had been scrawled into the moisture on the mirror.
“I’m lonely too” it read.
As unusual as things had always been there was a simplicity to them. When she was younger Aiden would sometimes get bored and act childishly. Aiden had grown with her, and his feelings had become far more complicated than boredom.
“…I’m sorry…”
He had always made her relationship difficult if not impossible. But he, being trapped within her, could only ever have the one. And despite the fact that they were connected in come capacities, they were merely near each other in others.
“I can’t help you, Aiden.”
She turned and walked away from the mirror, but her towel didn’t follow her. Instead it hovered in the air for a moment before it was tossed in front of her outside the doorway. Reflexively she covered herself.
“What are you doing? I’m not hiding…” she grumbled, reluctantly lowering her arms. “What are you doing” she repeated, with much more annoyance this time.
But there was no response. She even felt alone.
“Aiden?” she called out with an appropriate level of irritation, but also curiosity. She walked towards the still-damp towel, assuming the action would be in vain, as it was. Waiting until it was almost in her hand, Aiden tossed it over the pillows on her bed.
“Oh, Aiden, no. I’m not…”
He had always been there when she ‘explored’ herself, or even put on a show for Cole, but now she found it difficult to just say the word out loud.
“I’m not masturbating” she said, having climbed back on top of the bed.
Finally grabbing the towel she felt a strong pressure on her upper back. It was powerful yet gentle, desirous but not forceful. It felt as if Aiden was resting on her.
“I can’t…” she trailed off; it was now obvious to her that he didn’t want her to do anything but lie down. But if this was all he wanted, all it took to ease his loneliness, then maybe she could.
She let her right arm buckle - the left still holding the towel – and swung around, now sitting cross-legged and leaning back into her arms.
This wouldn’t technically be cheating: she and Ryan had only been on one date and they weren’t really a couple. And even then this wouldn’t be – couldn’t be – actual sex so surely it would be alright.
Aiden agreed with her. With the same kind of smirk she had earlier she raised the towel up in the air. Hastily he grabbed it from her, rushed it into the bathroom, and flew back into the bedroom having switched it for a fresh one.
“Aiden…” she trailed off again, laughing slightly under her breath.
His preparation made her more hesitant than she already was, but if it was going to happen – which it was - it may as well make a mess. He laid it folded in half down in front of her, and obliging him she pushed herself up slightly as he tucked in beneath her.
Jodie felt the same pressure as before, though now on her shoulders. They collapsed as her head fell deep into her pillows. Only then did she realize she hadn’t had a chance to wash her sheets.
“Uh...” she groaned slightly, having lost the will to protest.
Although Aiden had her in position he didn’t relent. His pressure spread over her body, emanating from her shoulders, to her chest, to her neck and stomach. It wasn’t harder to breath – in fact she was breathing quicker – but his presence felt intoxicating.
Aiden wrapped himself around the side of her neck, much softer than he had the rest of her body. A new kind of sensation joined it on the other side. She didn’t recognized it at first but it felt just like lips – kissing her, pinching her skin slightly as they departed. Aiden had given them privacy but apparently he had peaked.
The same pressure around her neck slowly crept across her navel and through her hair, rustling it playfully. At last it had reached its destination as Jodie felt a sweeping, gliding sensation across her already prominent clit. Aiden was never good at multitasking but his eagerness made it seem like there really was a mouth and set of hands on her.
As strong as each sensation was, they weren’t constant, and when one pulsed the others faded. Even so far along Jodie would like to have pretended she wasn’t frustrated, but there was no point trying to deceive Aiden. Playing long, she grabbed Aiden’s ‘hand’ from her neck and slowly ran it down her body, joining it with the other.
“Just…focus here…” she whispered.
But after a brief pause he departed from her…although she could tell he wasn’t done. Wildly he tore through her lower dresser drawer, layering the carpet around it with her undergarments. Her first reaction was to scold him for going through her things but she knew his destination. Although he had been impressively gentle so far, perhaps it was best to let someone accustomed to choking people to death to use a medium. She just sighed slightly at the mess he was making.
He flung her silver vibrator onto the bed in front of her, returning to her with a small accompanying bottle of lube. He paused, letting her say something, but she was done protesting. The bottle hovered into the air and opened with a click that echoed through the room. But it stayed there, unmoving. He didn’t seem hesitant as she had been but rather he seemed to be considering something.
“…What?”
The bottle dropped to the towel as he flew back to the dresser. He tossed out a few more of her bras and socks before he began drifting back, a small black butt plug dangling in the air with him.
“Aw, c’mon Aiden, I bought that as a joke” she complained. But he wasn’t joking - or playing; his desire was sincere and clear. He didn’t want to just imitate Ryan, but outdo him. Despite her hesitance she was inclined to let him.
“Alright…” she exhaled, picking the bottle up then instructed him: “But give it here first.” She applied a liberal amount of lube – then a little extra – to the elongated-spade shaped plug before giving it up.
“Give me a second” she quickly added. She wiggled herself deeper in her bed, flat on her back and with bent, spread legs. Aiden didn’t need the room to maneuver she had given him, but there it was.
Eagerly, but with warning, he lowered the toy down to her. She clenched in anticipation as he brought it to her.
“Relax, I know…”
He applied just the tip, pushing it gently against her asshole. The strange, cold sensation made her wince; it was unusual, but not unpleasant.
“Mh…”
Keeping her eyes closed she nodded her head, giving Aiden permission to proceed. It continued, penetrating her just enough not to cause discomfort. Although the intimacy was encouraging she had only ever tried her finger a few times before, and the size difference was getting unbearable.
“Yeah, that’s…enough” she said, catching her breath.
Wasting no time, Aiden switched to the vibrator. He gestured it towards her, offering to let her treat it as she had the plug. She only smiled, turning it down.
“I’m good…” she said, an embarrassed yet pleased tone in her voice.
Aiden turned it to ‘low’ as it descended upon her. It gently dug into her, parting her lips as it slid up and down.
“Ah…”
He switched the power up as it moved faster along her. Guided by her desire he pushed the tip up to her clit, caressing it. Gradually he increased the pressure of the toy against her.
“Ah, fuck…” she groan, curling her fingers and toes.
Aiden paused, leaning the vibrator against her and switching his attention back to the plug.
“Yeah, a little more, just…slow.”
Giving her plenty of time to adjust, he pushed it further inside her. It steadily progressed into her until the base reached her.
“Hm! No, that’s good…”
Picking the vibrator back up he returned it to its former position. Finding where he left off he turned the power to ‘high’ sending a jolt through Jodie’s arms and legs. He found just the right spot, and just the right speed and pressure, but almost immediately retreated from it. Not to make her beg as a power play, but to make them both feel just how much she wanted it.
She put her hands at her sides, gathering her blanket into them, and pushed against her bed slightly with her legs.
“Do it…” she whispered with closed eyes and her head tilted back.
He obliged, returning the tip of the vibrator to her clit. She moaned and gyrated as she quickly approached orgasm.
“Fuck me, Aiden…”
It wasn’t a whisper this time; she had given up trying keep her voice down.
“Fuck! Ah!”
Her legs retracted with a force that would have crushed Ryan’s bones as her entire body curled into her orgasm. Aiden continued his siege throughout it, protracting it. She was speechless, motionless – except for the errant spasm – and completely overtaken by ecstasy.
Only after her orgasm had completely ended did Aiden relinquish her, parting with one last ‘kiss.’
She laid still, immobilized and spent for a while as Aiden began cleaning up. She stared up at her ceiling, listening to the rustling of her clothes against the carpet and the soft slam of the drawer. Knowing that she would want to handle her toys herself, he started drifting from her again.
“Wait…Aiden. I should have said this before, but what I have with Ryan…you’re not just a voice in my head. You know that. But the relationship I want with him I can’t have with you…I’m sorry.”
More than a silence there was an absence; she was alone in her bedroom.
Having regained her strength she found herself back in the bathroom. Once again she took a shower, and discovered another message with it:
“I’m here when you need me.”
“Thank you, Aiden” she whispered, flicking the light off.
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