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Luz & Amity: 34
“Completo,” Luz sighs triumphantly as she hits the save button and closes her laptop for the rest of the night. Since she finished the chapter a couple of days early—for once—she decided to email her editor the documents in the morning. She checks her watch and sees that it’s past 7, meaning that Amity has been home for a couple of hours by now. Excited, she gets up off her office chair, stretches, and leaves her office to head down the hall to Amity’s.
Seeing that her office door was cracked, Luz opens it slowly and slip in as quietly as possible to surprise her wife. She pauses to spy on Amity for a moment, who is hunched over her desk, writing furiously on a notepad while looking up at her laptop screen occasionally. With earbuds in, she appears to be mumbling to herself while nodding to what Luz assumes is her concentration playlist. With her hair still up in a ponytail and donning her loose-collared, cropped sweatshirt, Luz saw the perfect opportunity to sneak behind and shower her exposed neck and shoulder with kisses.
Embracing her inner Sheik, she removes her slippers to quietly pace her way behind Amity’s office chair without the lilac-haired woman paying any mind.
Huh, Luz thinks, either she’s in the zone right now or I am very good at being sneaky.
She looks up to take a peak at what she’s watching and it appears to be a video of someone testing different liquids on some fancy flowers. She glances down and sees Amity’s exposed sides and back, primed and at grabbin’ range.
She strikes. She grabs Amity by the waist and lightly scratches up as Luz slowly stands up and leans into her right ear. Amity yelps in response to the sudden touch.
“Heey hermosa,” Luz purrs lowly in her ear as she leaves light pecks along the back of her jawline. “Te ves tan bien cuando trabajas duro.”
“Luz…” Amity mumbles as her face and neck start to glow bright red.
“Pareces tenso, mi amor. ¿Quieres tomarte un descanso para relajarte?” Luz suggests, continuing her trail of kisses down her neck, each one getting hotter and hotter. She felt Amity move her arms, but she was too focused on her love bites to care. “Takeout’s gonna be here in 20 minutes, quieres pasar el tiempo en la cama desnuda?”
“Luz,” She says her name once more, but her tone came off as being direct over gentle.
“Yes, mi increíble esposa?” Luz stops as she leans in to look at Amity’s expression. She started to get confused when Amity’s left hand was covering her face in embarrassment, pulling her earbud out of right ear to place into Luz’s.
“Mittens, is everything alright?” a familiar voice can be heard over the earbud.
The color completely drained from Luz’s face when she snaps her head to the laptop screen and sees the video readjusting itself so that Amity’s father, Alador Blight, was visible on the screen.
“Aah, Luz,” Alador greets with raised eyebrows. “How’s the writing going?”
“Heeey, Alador,” Luz greets back through clenched teeth. She looks down and sees her wife grinding the palms of her hands into her head exhaustedly, face and neck still red. “Everything’s going good on my end. Just came up to let your daughter know that dinner will be here in a few.”
Alador just hums and nods in understanding. “Then we can continue this experiment later. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Mittens?”
“Yeah Dad, good night,” Amity sighs with a smile.
“And Luz,” he calls, “Buenas noches nuera. trata bien a mi hija, alright?”
“¡Por supuesto!” Then, it dawns on her. “Wait-“
As the zoom call ends and Amity closes her laptop, she claps her hands and places the tip of her fingers under her nose, slowly turns to a shocked Luz and says, “My dad heard and understood everything you said. He’s fluent in four languages.”
And Luz never looked Alador in the eye for the next 2 years, forever confusing the engineer.