Chapter 176: Twelve Love

The next morning Barbara woke up in Amon's bed. She remembered all the things she and Amon had done and blushed. However, despite feeling a little shy and embarrassed, she felt happy.

She leaned forward a little, taking up half the back of the bed, and looking around, she sought to find Amon. After a moment her eyes lit up when she saw perfection personified with a book open in one of his hands, reading with one of his legs on top of the other. The focused eyes, along with Amon's calm and relaxed manner, made Barbara blush with passion.

'That's my man!' she practically screamed in her racing heart.

"You woke up." Amon closed the book and looked in her direction, looking directly into her eyes. "Good morning."

With red cheeks, Barbara, feeling sweet and an inexplicable shyness, nodded with a cute nasal sound, "Uh-huh."

"I made a chocolate strawberry pie. Want me to bring you a piece?" Amon rose from his chair, placing the book on top of the desk. He walked over to her and kissed her softly on the lips.

"I am going to eat," Barbara answered.

She felt a little hungry, and even without hunger, she was going to eat what he was offering. It was something Amon had made for her; how could she not eat it? And, well, she felt like tasting something sweet, besides just Amon's lips...

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Amon turned around. However, before he walked away, he had the sleeve of his black button-up shirt grabbed.

When Amon turned his head to look at her, Barbara smiled, "Thank you." She released him.

Amon felt his body heat up with Barbara's coquettish action. She was being sweeter and cuter than he was used to seeing.

After going to the kitchen, he returned with a generous piece of strawberry chocolate cake and a cup of hot chocolate on a silver tray. Barbara had dressed, though only in a loose white T-shirt she'd found in Amon's closet.

It was quite an interesting sight. Amon liked to see her dressed in his T-shirt, especially because of how attractive it looked on her.

Amon walked over to her. Barbara sat on the bed, and Amon placed the tray on her lap. He sat beside her, and before she took the plate with the cake, Amon took it with his left hand and the silver fork with his right hand.

"Open your mouth," he said softly in his calm voice.

"Ohh," Barbara was a little surprised. She smiled right after, thanked him, and opened her mouth wide.

"Mm," Amon made a nasal sound and fed her a piece of chocolate cake with strawberry buttercream filling.

Barbara closed the fork between her lips, and Amon pulled the fork out slowly. Barbara's lips made a small sound when they joined again, and she closed her eyes and purred with pleasure as she felt the delicious taste of the cake melting in her mouth. The combination of the sweet taste of chocolate and chocolate truffle with the sourness of strawberry, brought forth a delicious mixture. Amon fed her until the slice of cake was finished.

"Want more?" Amon asked without breaking her gaze.

Barbara couldn't look away. She just said, "No, I'm already full. It was very tasty. You are an angel, thank you!"

Amon took the silver tray from her lap, placed it on the other side of the bed, and handed her the cup of hot chocolate.

Barbara took the cup of hot chocolate. Blowing it a little, she began to drink. "Delicious~"

Amon laughed a little for the first time that day. Barbara was taken out of her daydreams by hearing his laugh. Once she had finished drinking all the hot chocolate, she handed the empty glass to Amon and got up.

The whole situation: being woken up with Amon feeding her strawberry chocolate cake and hot chocolate, the soft and sweet way of his - all of this was very unexpected, making her love him more and more. What she didn't know was that Amon had woken up three hours ago and researched what was good to eat the next morning after a girl had sex for the first time, and among the things listed, strawberry and chocolate was at the top of the list.

He recalled that Barbara once said she liked strawberries, so he included strawberries as he went about making a chocolate cake. He decided to make the chocolate cake with hot chocolate to wash it down, but as far as feeding her went, this was something he wanted to do of his own volition. He particularly enjoyed taking care of her like this, letting her act spoiled in front of him.

The clothes that Barbara had taken off were properly washed by him too. Amon brought them to her, although he admitted to himself that he began to enjoy seeing her dressed only in her T-shirt.

It wasn't that early, and they still had classes to attend.

"Let's shower, shall we?" Amon held Barbara's hand as he spoke in his calm voice, looking into her eyes.

Barbara nodded. She wanted to take a nice shower too. If it was with him, even better...

After taking a shower together, although he wanted to do a few things... they were partially quick in washing up.

Before leaving the room that looked more like an apartment, Barbara held his hands, looking into his eyes without breaking eye contact.

"Amon, what an amazing night; what a wonderful night, my love. What a night..." With a passionate look, she hugged him tightly as she let go of his hands. "I love you so much! Damn, I'll never forget that night. It'll be etched in my memory for the rest of my life! Thank you for everything. I love you so much, my love!"

Amon's Adam's apple moved as he swallowed deeply before whispering in her ear with a huskiness in his voice, "Barbara, you are so wonderful, really. I feel happy to be with someone so wonderful."

Although she was already a little used to Amon speaking sweetly to her, Barbara blushed with happiness hearing those words being said to her. Rising on tiptoe, she kissed him until he reluctantly pulled away. She didn't want to pull back, but she did. She wanted to stay close to him all day, but she resisted the temptation...

After they left the room together, they got a few looks, but it wasn't such a surprising thing for a girlfriend to visit her boyfriend's room in the dorm building, nor was it forbidden as long as it didn't affect them. Love was free. The university didn't try to restrict their students from falling in love or having sex as long as they didn't do it in the classrooms.

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Edited by: Azurtha