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A Well-Deserved Distraction

Summary: With Simon glued to his work, Betty finds a way to capture his attention again.

(AU where Betty never fused with GOLB and married Simon)

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

SMUT with some fluff sprinkled in.

CW: Altered consent within an established relationship. Oral sex, praise, fingering

~5.3k words

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Simon had been busy at his desk all week working on his latest book, A History of Magic Potions in Ooo. When he wasn’t writing, he was away collecting samples and artifacts for his research. Days like these were difficult for Betty. Simon cared passionately for his work, and he was working on a time crunch. He was set to finish just in time for his upcoming public lecture on the topic. And so, Betty did her best to give him space. In the beginning he took breaks, but as his deadline approached, he became more absorbed. In the past couple of weeks, he had practically locked himself in his study, only leaving to eat, use the bathroom, and collect artifacts. Betty’s  patience was wearing thin as she became more desperate for his attention with each passing day. She knew it was almost over, but she missed her husband.

It was now three days until his deadline. Betty woke up early in the morning. The light of dawn was only beginning to creep in through the window, and yet Simon was not in bed beside her. She crawled out from under the covers and made her way to the study, still wearing her soft green pajamas. She gently opened the door and found a fully-dressed Simon wide awake at his desk, hunched over with pen in hand. He wore his usual outfit - a white button down shirt, blazer, slacks, and red bow tie. Betty found it endearing that he always loves to dress his best, even when he is planning to sit in his room all day. His desk was littered with papers, an assortment of books, and an already-empty coffee mug.

“Good morning, Simon.” Betty croaked groggily.

He turned his head over his shoulder. “Oh! Good morning, princess.” he replied, his voice cheerful yet tired. He smiled at her, then turned back towards his work.

As much as Betty missed him, she couldn’t help but admire Simon’s work ethic. She approached him from behind, cupped his cheek with one hand, and gave him a kiss on top of his head. She gently rubbed circles on his back with her other hand. Although Simon’s focus remained fixated on his writing, his muscles gradually loosened underneath her palm. He let out a faint sigh. Pleased by this reaction, Betty kissed him again on the head, then slid her hand downwards from his cheek, allowing her fingertips to slowly trail down the side of his neck. This made Simon shudder slightly. She then extended her hand forward and collected his empty mug from the table. In doing so, she had enveloped him in a sort of half-hug, with her head resting in the crook of his neck and her chest pressed against his shoulders. Simon turned for a moment to kiss her on the cheek.

“I’ll be done soon, I promise.” he reassured. Mostly for Betty, but also for himself.

“I know.” she sighed. “I’ll see you later, cutie.” With his used mug in hand, she kissed him on the head one more time, then exited the study. She closed the door behind her and began to make her way to the kitchen. 

“I love you!” Simon called out, his voice muffled.

“I love you too!” She called back.

Betty entered the kitchen and washed out Simon’s mug in the sink, along with the used plate, fork, and knife sitting in the basin. Simon must have already made himself breakfast. Now feeling hungry herself, Betty opened the fridge door.

Front and center was a large plastic tupperware container with a yellow sticky note attached, the word “Princess” written on it in Simon’s handwriting. There were lots of cute little hearts drawn around her name, too. Delighted, Betty pulled out the container and discovered a variety of her favorite foods inside. A muffin, a container of yogurt, and fresh berries. She was touched by this thoughtful gesture. She ate the muffin and decided to save the rest for later.

When she opened the fridge to put away her food, a small, suspicious-looking, brown paper bag caught her attention. It was tucked deep into a corner behind a jar of pasta sauce, despite the fridge not being so full. This was definitely intentional, she thought. Curious, Betty retrieved the bag and opened it up. Inside, she discovered a little glass bottle. The cap had an intricate, heart-shaped sigil engraved into it. The inside of the bottle was filled with an opaque and shimmering pink liquid with red swirls dancing throughout. Was this part of Simon’s research? Why was it in the fridge? Betty further inspected the inside of the paper bag and found a small note. The handwriting was small and unfamiliar to her.

“Potion of Desire. Guaranteed to give your lover the time of their life. Handle with care - this potion must be stored out of direct sunlight and in a cold environment. Ingest 2-3 drops and wait 15 minutes for best effect.”

Betty’s eyes widened in surprise and heat rushed to her ears. Did Simon really just obtain this for his research, or did he have other intentions? She slipped the potion and note back into the bag and tucked it back into the corner of the fridge, careful to hide it behind the sauce jar just as before.

Lusty thoughts flooded her mind. Three more days. How can she possibly be patient for him now? What was Simon planning for her? She had to return the favor somehow. Determined, Betty returned to her bedroom and changed from her pajamas into her regular clothes. Next, she packed her bag for an outing before making her way to the front door. Just as she was exiting the house, she called out to Simon.

“Honey, I’m going out for a bit!”

“Okay! Love you!” he shouted.

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Several hours passed. Simon entered the kitchen to make himself lunch. He knew that Betty must still be away - otherwise, she would have definitely taken this opportunity to shower him with affection. Ever since he began focusing on his new book, she had developed a new talent for hearing his footsteps from anywhere in the house. Simon felt guilty for not giving Betty much attention lately. Just a little while longer until he finishes his work. Perhaps he can finish in one more day if he really focuses? 

“That’s it, I’ll just have to cram it.” Simon thought to himself.

He noticed his dishes had been washed, which he appreciated. Betty had been so kind to him, doing her best to take care of his share of chores when possible to let him focus. Simon opened the fridge door and was faced with the tupperware and sticky note. He wondered whether she had noticed her surprise yet. Curious, he pulled out the container and checked inside. The muffin was gone - so she had definitely noticed. Pleased with himself, Simon put it back and rummaged around for a moment, looking for something quick to eat. That’s when the pasta sauce jar caught his eye. When he had put it in place last night, the label was facing to the left. Now, it was facing forward. Worried that Betty had seen the little paper bag, he nervously snatched it from its spot and examined its contents. Was the second part of her surprise ruined? Everything seemed normal. Perhaps she had just nudged the sauce jar by mistake? “Just paranoia,” he thought to himself as he returned the potion to its bag. He pushed it back into the corner and continued about his day.

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It was the early evening when Betty returned from her outing. She had traveled to the Breakfast Kingdom to buy a big bag of Simon’s favorite coffee beans, along with a variety of new blends for him to try. Along the way, she made a pit-stop to buy a new set of lingerie for herself. She chose something lacy and black. It was classy and sophisticated, and she was sure it would make her feel extra sexy. She looked forward to showing it off to her husband soon. 

Betty opened the front door and Simon was seen standing in the kitchen, book in hand, about to prepare a fresh cup of coffee to hold him over for the night. His hair was slightly messy, and his eyes looked heavy.

“Oh, hi Betty!” he greeted, setting his book onto the counter. He widened his arms, inviting her for a hug. She practically teleported to him, and the two shared a light kiss.

“I brought you a present!” Betty exclaimed. “I was so happy when I saw the treats you got for me this morning, so I wanted to return the favor.”

She pulled away from the hug and slung her bag off her shoulder, then revealed the bags of coffee beans.

“Oh, princess! Did you go all the way to the Breakfast Kingdom just for this?” Simon said, a touch of giddiness present in his voice. “Thank you so much, you’re so perfect!” He pulled her in once again, this time gently wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her several times on the forehead. This made Betty grin.

“Simon, why don’t you go back to your study and I’ll bring you your coffee? Because I want you to finish your work like...as soon as humanly possible.”

“Okay, thank you sweetheart. You’re so-” he pecked her forehead again “-thoughtful.”

Simon left the kitchen and Betty started to prepare his coffee. She decided to try out one of the new blends and selected a salted caramel flavor. As she waited for it to brew, she found herself growing impatient, and her mind wandered to lusty thoughts of Simon. Maybe a snack would help distract her. She opened the fridge and was faced with the sauce jar again. Just then, she was struck with a mischievous idea. Betty reached into the corner and retrieved the brown paper bag.

She looked at the instructions again. “2-3 drops for best effect.” One drop would be fine, right? Maybe that would be just enough to get him in the mood. Perhaps then, he would have the energy to have some fun with her tonight before he went to sleep. She justified her actions to herself as she pulled out the potion and set it atop the kitchen counter.

She finished preparing his cup of coffee, Then, she unscrewed the bottle cap from the potion, which had a conveniently built-in dropper on its underside. The liquid sparkled in the light and smelled like chocolate. Betty used the dropper to suck up some of the potion, then positioned it above Simon’s mug. She gently began to squeeze on the dropper, careful not to overdo it. One drop. She stood frozen in place for a brief moment, then her lips curved upwards into a smirk. She impulsively added two more drops.

Suddenly, she heard soft footsteps approaching from the hallway. A small jolt of adrenaline ran through her, and her body tensed up. Her hand gripped the little dropper just slightly tighter, and two more drops spilled out. Shit.

She quickly screwed the cap back onto the potion, hands shaking slightly, and slipped it back into its bag in the fridge. She managed to hide it just in time.

“This smells delicious!” Simon’s voice came from behind her. Betty whipped her head around. 

“I forgot my book,” Simon continued. “I’m going to hunker down for the night. I probably won’t finish until after you go to bed.” He looked from her, then towards the coffee. “Thank you, I can’t wait to try this. I love you, Princess. I promise we will spend more time together very, very soon.” He took her by the hands, kissed her on the lips, then picked up his book and coffee.

Betty considered coming clean for a moment. However, she decided to let the scenario play out. “I love you too, Simon!” she said. He made a little kissy face at her, then returned to his study.

Fifteen minutes until it kicks in... Betty decided to take this time to try on her new lingerie. She took her backpack with her into the bedroom, then stood in front of the full-length mirror. She changed out of her outfit and slid into her new panties and bra. The lacy undergarments fit her body well, and the black color made her red hair pop. She felt satisfied with her look. 

It had only been five minutes. She brushed her hair and teeth, then applied some vanilla scented lotion to her body. Ten minutes had passed. She began to wonder how much coffee Simon had drank yet, if any at all, and decided to find out for herself. She put on her pajamas and buttoned them up, concealing her lingerie. Silently, she tiptoed her way to her husband’s study.

Betty cracked open the door slowly, careful not to make any noise. She peeked into the room and saw his backside. He sat motionless, reading over a passage. However, after a couple of minutes he finally took the mug from the tabletop to drink. Judging by the angle he tilted it at, she figured he had already drank a third, or perhaps half of the coffee already. Soon enough, he took another sip. He hummed to himself in delight, then finished it off with a final swig. It was done.

As the minutes passed, Simon grew more restless. His writing pace slowed as he found himself struggling to recall information. His mind became hazy and the words on the pages became increasingly nonsensical to him. Betty watched his leg twitch a few times before he began to tap his foot gently on the floor. The tapping became more frantic. Simon reached up to his collar and removed his bow tie, then undid the top few buttons of his shirt. Why was it so hot in here? He compulsively ran his hands through his hair several times.

Betty took this as her cue. She carefully twisted the door handle and silently closed it. Then, she knocked gently. Startled, Simon arose from his desk and nearly tripped over his own feet as he scurried to the door. He flung it open with more force than he intended.

“Yes, princess...ah, um, Betty?” he stammered. Somehow, his wife looked extra beautiful. She looked so cute in her pajamas, and the faint smell of vanilla wafted up to his nose. He admired her red hair, which was soft and shiny. Without thinking, he reached a hand up to cup her cheek, then smoothed it over the side of her head, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

In her excitement, Betty had failed to think of an explanation for why she knocked on his door. She said nothing, but Simon didn’t take notice of her awkward pause. He was a hot mess - his fluffy black hair was disheveled, his face was flushed pink, and his knees were wobbling slightly.

“Are you okay?” Betty finally asked softly. He opened his mouth slightly, but no words came out. “Simon?” she looked up at him. 

Simon’s thoughts quickly became incoherent to himself. Words and ideas became mere impulses. He leaned in and kissed her, squeezing the left side of her neck gently with his hand. She hummed in pleasure. Simon moved his face to her right ear, then slowly kissed his way down her neck and to her collar bone. His lips warm and soft against her flesh.

“Oh...Simon~” she chuckled. She was pleased with herself - the potion was clearly effective.

He felt a tingling heat spread through his lower half. He wanted her.

“Mmm...Betty…” he mumbled into her neck. 

She smirked. “What is it, Doctor Petrikov? I thought you were busy with your research.”

The use of ‘Doctor Petrikov’ caused another wave of warmth to spread through him. “Please, aah...Betty...I need you, so gorgeous” he whimpered, struggling to form complete sentences.

“You want to do that? I'd love to but...I don’t know...weren't you hunkering down for the night?” she pulled away from him to look him in the eyes, then tugged playfully on the loosened collar of his shirt. He could tell by the tone of her voice that she was toying with him.

“Oh princess, please don’t make me beg. I can’t take it!”

Betty had him right where she wanted him. She took him by the hand, then led him back to his desk chair and gestured for him to sit, which he did without hesitation. He was used to her taking charge.

She sat and positioned herself in his lap, facing him. She felt his erection beneath her through his slacks. She took both of his hands and brought the backs of them up to her lips, then kissed gently. Next, she guided them to the buttons on her pajamas. Simon hastily began to unbutton her top.

At the first sight of her black lacy bra, Simon let out a frantic half gasp, half moan. Betty felt his cock throb beneath her. He had only made it halfway down her top, but his hands were now so shaky he couldn’t undo the buttons. 

Betty giggled. “Hehe, you’re so adorable, Simon~” She once again took his hands in hers and they locked eyes. His eyes were half-lidded, and his breathing was now ragged. She placed his hands underneath her breasts, then unbuttoned the rest of her pajamas as he fondled her. She slid her top off from her shoulders and it fell to the ground. Then, Betty gripped Simon’s shoulders and started to grind against his crotch.

“P-princess, aah~” he whined desperately, squeezing his eyes shut. He was grasping at her chest more vigorously now. Betty savored the moment, enjoying the feeling of his clothed dick rubbing against her. Wanting to make him squirm even more, she leaned forward and began sucking on his neck. A weakness for him.

“Betty!” He cried out.

She pulled away and whispered into his ear. “Shhh...be a good boy and relax for me.” Her soft lips grazed the shell of his ear, hot breath tickling his skin. She took his earlobe between her teeth and slowly pulled outward, dragging along it gently. 

Simon bit his lip and attempted to suppress his moan, hips bucking involuntarily. He felt completely weak and helpless underneath her. His mind was spinning. All he could think about was how badly he wanted Betty to never stop touching him.

Betty continued nipping and sucking at his neck as she unbuttoned his shirt. She removed it along with his blazer, revealing his thin frame. He looked delicious, Betty thought. She slid down from his lap onto her knees and, still facing him, grasped his slacks and pulled them off with ease. Simon was now just in his underwear. Betty slipped off her own pajama bottoms, then scooted forward and grabbed her husband firmly by each thigh. She leaned in and kissed his still clothed crotch, applying a bit of pressure with her lips. Warm dampness seeped through the fabric.

“Betty! Oh Betty, I can’t take this! Please!”

“Patience, love.” she teased. Betty loved driving him a little crazy. She continued to kiss between his legs as his hips twitched wildly.

After a little while, she finally decided to amp things up. She slipped off his underwear and his cock sprung out, veins bulging. She kissed the head a few times, then licked from the base all the way to the tip. This caused Simon to groan deeply, and precum leaked out.

“Oh, already?~” Betty purred, amused. 

She watched it drip down and then, just as it reached the base, she licked it up greedily. Simon gripped the arms of his chair tightly and his legs trembled. He could only moan and cry out in response - a jumble of the words “Betty” and “please” repeatedly. It was music to her ears.

Betty’s hands snaked up to hold his hips in place and she took his whole length inside her mouth. She slowly bobbed her head up and down his erection and his face contorted in pleasure. He tangled his fingers into her red hair and massaged the back of her head. This sent shivers through Betty’s body, and she moaned into him. The two of them enjoyed this rhythm for a little while, but Simon inevitably grew more restless.

Betty noticed this, and took him as deep as she could manage one last time, then pulled her lips away with a pop. Simon whimpered at the sudden absence of her mouth. She tugged on his hips to motion him to join her on the floor. He knelt down beside her and Betty swiftly removed her underwear. She pushed gently on his chest and he lied down on the carpet. She crawled on top of him and hovered her hips above his, then pinned his arms above his head.

Simon squirmed beneath her. “Princess, aah, I -ngh - I need you to-”

Before he could finish speaking, she kissed him on the lips, tightened her grip on his wrists, and plunged herself onto him all at once. Simon moaned deeply into the kiss. The feeling of her wet pussy squeezing his dick was ecstasy. She began riding him slowly. Betty pushed her tongue into his mouth with no resistance, and the two made out as Betty gradually quickened her pace.

Just as Simon began to feel close to orgasm, Betty broke the kiss, then brushed her lips against his ear. “Simon...do you have any idea how badly I’ve missed you?” she growled. 

He heard her, but couldn’t form words of his own. He was fully engrossed by the sensations Betty was causing. The sound of her voice, the delightful, tingling sensation of her hands pressing down on his wrists, and the rhythmic clapping of her ass against his waist was driving him crazy. He couldn’t hold it in any more

“B-Betty I’m, ngh...I can’t. Betty! I’m s-sorry! Aah!!” he squeaked. His desperate cries filled the room and Betty could feel his dick twitching inside of her, filling her insides with thick jets of cum. She gradually slowed her pace and released her grip on his wrists. Using his newly freed hands, Simon reached up to hold her by the hips and guide the speed of her rocking as he rode out his orgasm.

This was the sight that Betty had been longing to see. The man she loved, respected, and admired so much was now completely limp beneath her. He was panting heavily and she ran her fingers lovingly through his hair, which had become dampened with sweat.

Simon caught his breath and his mind slowly came back into focus. He looked up at his wife, who was smirking above him. He tilted his head to the right, then the left, looking around him. He was on the floor in his study. Things still felt somewhat hazy to him. His body felt light and tingly.

“I’m not done with you yet, Dr. Petrikov~” She teased.

That’s right. He was supposed to be working. She had returned home from her outing, gave him the coffee, and then…

“Betty, sweetheart. Did you put something in my coffee?”

She only giggled in response. Simon pushed himself to sit upright. Betty was now resting snugly in his lap, his dick still inside of her. The change in angle caused some cum to leak out onto Simon’s thighs. He told himself he should be angry with her for using the potion on him, but truthfully, it turned him on.

“Princess, I need you to wait here for just a moment.”

He guided her hips upwards and Betty slid off of him, more cum leaking out and onto his legs. She knelt on the carpet, and he left the study. He quickly returned, potion in hand.

“Betty, you used this in my coffee, didn’t you?”

“Mayybe~” she smiled, slightly bashful, slightly proud.

“Tell me the truth, darling.” he knelt down in front of her and unscrewed the cap. She remained silent and avoided his eyes - this confirmed it to him. “Betty, you naughty girl.” He muttered as he prepared the dropper. “Open your mouth for me.”

She knew what he was about to do, which excited her greatly. Betty opened her mouth and leaned in, and Simon gently held onto the bottom of her chin. He squeezed out three large droplets onto her tongue, and each one tingled pleasantly.

He screwed the cap back on and set the potion aside. He had bought it for her, after all. And now, all he wanted was to make her feel amazing. Simon gently rubbed the side of her cheek. She smiled and leaned her face into his touch. 

“Mmm, what a good princess you are~” he praised.

Simon’s shift in demeanor was so exciting. She seldom saw this side of him, and couldn’t get enough of it. Was he still under the influence of the potion? Or perhaps it was only her antics that had brought this out?

Still kneeling, Betty turned her back to Simon and pointed between her shoulder blades, signalling for him to remove her bra. Simon shifted his weight from his knees to his bottom and sat down behind her. He took her by the waist and pulled her backwards into his lap. Then he unclasped the bra and tossed it aside, freeing her breasts. Both Simon and Betty were now fully naked. 

Next, he took her hair and moved it to one side, exposing her neck. He nibbled and kissed upwards, starting from her shoulder all the way to her jawline, then back down again. Meanwhile, his hands squeezed softly at her chest and he continued this way for a few minutes, sometimes stopping to whisper praises into her ear.

“What a beautiful goddess you are.”

“I’m so lucky to have you all to myself.”

“You’re so dirty, princess~”

Gradually, Betty’s soft moans became louder. Her growing wetness was leaking into his lap. She could feel Simon's dick becoming erect again - it pushed up against her ass cheek.

“Stand up for me.” He whispered into her ear. She immediately obliged, and Simon did the same. Still facing away from him, Betty was beginning to feel the effects of the potion. Now, her mind had become hazy, and the sight of Simon’s desk in front of her was blurred slightly. Simon wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled inwards, and used the other to push her front half downwards, bending her over his desk. She pushed aside his papers and books, some of which fell onto the floor. Neither of them cared about that right now. 

“Betty…” Simon groaned, enamored with the sight in front of him. Her pussy was dripping and swollen, and her legs trembled slightly in anticipation. He took his shaft in his hand and pushed the tip against her entrance. Betty whimpered as he stroked himself, which caused the tip to rub just along the lips of her pussy.

“Simon please!”

“Oh princess, we both know that you like it when I tease you a bit~” he reached forward and snaked a hand up the nape of her neck and grabbed her hair, gently tugging her head upwards. She let out a series of pathetic cries as he continued to tease her.

After enjoying this for a little while, he finally pushed himself fully inside of her. Relieved, Betty gripped the edge of the desk hard and raised her ass upwards. 

“Thhank you!” She slurred.

Simon didn't want to hold back any longer. He fucked her fast and hard and she felt a jolt of pleasure with each thrust. She moaned his name over and over, and Simon felt another building pressure inside of him. 

“Simon, please! Give it to me again!”

Her pleading sent him over the edge, and Simon came in her a second time. His mind became even more clear after the second orgasm as the effects of the potion finally dissipated completely.

Betty was a mess - bent over his desk, bucking her hips into nothing as fresh cum dribbled down her thighs. Simon sighed as he took it all in. His study was now a mess too. “Betty, what have we done…” he mumbled, smiling faintly. She barely processed what he said.

“Ngh…Simon? Simon! Aah!”

He reached for her shoulders and pulled her upright, then turned her to face him. Her face was pink, eyes half-lidded and glazed over. Just as Simon had been before. He kissed her, slowly gliding his tongue along hers as he rubbed her ass. She was putty in his hands. 

Simon broke the kiss. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”

He held her hand and led her down the hallway, then motioned for her to lay on the bed.

Betty laid down on top of their sheets and shuddered in anticipation. 

“Simon, please...” she trailed off.

Simon crawled on top of his wife, resting on his forearms on either side of her face. He leaned close to her and she wrapped her arms around his back. 

“I’m going to take care of you, princess. Don’t you worry.” he cooed. 

He ran a hand sensually along her neck, then over her breasts. He rubbed his fingers over her nipples, evoking a squeal. His hand then continued down her stomach, and finally towards the entrance to her pussy. He swirled his finger around her clit, then slipped it inside of her. 

“I’ve been neglecting you, you poor thing. I’m going to make this up to you.”

He inserted another finger and curled them upwards into her, which made her moan his name and squirm wildly. He pressed his chest into hers, creating some pressure to slow her movements.

“Oh, princess, that’s right, take it for me - yes, good girl~”

His voice was so sexy, and Betty was desperate for more intensity. However, all she could manage to do was whimper and struggle beneath him.

“Don’t you know I missed you too?” he whispered. Then, without pulling his fingers out, Simon moved downwards, his face now at her pussy. Betty spread her legs apart more, inviting him in.

He continued to finger her with one hand and held down one of her legs with the other. He kissed her inner thighs, alternating between them and gradually moving closer to her center. Each kiss sent a shock through Betty’s body and she gripped the bed sheets tightly. Her legs were covered in goosebumps. 

After inching his way across her thighs, Simon finally took Betty’s clit into his mouth and slowly massaged it with his tongue. This combined with the fingering sent Betty to the moon. She reached down to tug at his soft hair, gripping his scalp and pulling his head inwards. He knew she needed more, and so he sped up the pace of his mouth and plunged his fingers as deep as they could go, curling them faster and faster.

“S-Simon! Please, Simon! Aah!”

Her whole body trembled and she bucked her hips upward. This was a sign that Simon was all too familiar with. Betty was close. He slipped his fingers out and quickly replaced it with his tongue. He now pinned down both quivering legs as he devoured her completely. He felt her muscles flex under his grip as she let out one final cry. She was climaxing. Her muscles gradually relaxed and her moans became less frantic. He continued to pleasure her with his mouth as she rode the high of her orgasm. Once she was finished, Betty went limp and laid still, panting.

Simon pulled his face away from her pussy and gave her kisses all over her thighs and stomach. Then, he crawled up and laid beside her on his back. Betty cuddled up to him in a koala-bear position and closed her eyes, smiling. He twisted to face her, then enveloped her in a hug, his chin resting on top of her head. Both of them were clear-headed now. He gently rubbed her back for a while.

“Simon, I love you so, so much.” she said softly, leaving a peck on his chest.

Now he was smiling. He would worry about his work later. In this moment, all he wanted was to bask in the presence of his Betty, his princess, the love of his life. He kissed the top of her head.

“I love you too, Betty.”