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Alex was having a weird day. At least, she assumes she was. She can’t quite remember it, but it had to be weird because she’s in some other villain’s lab and it looks like they just shot her with some weird ray gun.
“Was that supposed to do something?” She asked, trying to remember what was happening five minutes ago.
“I don’t know, you tell me. Do you recognize either of my hostages?” The villain was some hack mad scientist. They were nowhere near as smart as… who? Whatever. The point is she doesn’t like this guy. Regardless, she looks where he was pointing.
And fell head over heels in love with one of the hostages. The one she didn’t recognize. The one she did recognize was her girlfriend, awkwardly enough. Well, future victim.
“One of them is my fiancé. Don’t know who the other is.”
Her girlfriend looked pissed. The other woman looked heartbroken for a moment before she wiped all expression off her face. Alex felt pain seeing her hurt, and what is going on? This is a stranger. A hot stranger that she very much wants to grab and leave with, but still a stranger.
“Ha ha ha! It worked! I knew it! You aren’t a hero. If you were, you’d have forgotten your fiancé. No, you’re still stuck on your ex.” The villain ranted.
“The fuck are you talking about?”
“My weapon makes you forget the person you love most!” The man turned to the hostages. “See, it’s exactly what I said would happen. Sorry, honey, she’s just not that interested in you. She was probably planning to kill you at some point.”
“Probably at the wedding. Alex loves dramatics.” The woman she apparently loves said, sounding exasperated . And wow her voice is so pretty. So pretty saying her name, wonder how she would moan it. “Alex?”
Alex didn’t answer immediately. Then she realized she asked a question. “Oh. Yeah. Wedding for sure. But I guess you got me so let’s end this now.” Alex snapped her dead and then sent the body to the hero headquarters, in pieces. With civilians around. “You too, you creepy fuck.” And the villain was gone too.
Leaving Alex alone with her gorgeous prize.
She looked at her with a smile. “You can tell me your name or I can just call you “Beautiful”. Your call.”
“Are you going to untie me?” Beautiful asked instead of answering.
“Maybe. I might if you tell me your name.” Alex kinda liked seeing her tied up. She looks like a present, and Alex really wants to unwrap her.
“You really forgot me.” She said softly. “Is that? Permanent?” She sounded fragile, like the answer could break her.
“Probably not. Healing factors can get weird with brain altering shit, might take a while, but it’s most likely gonna come back in a few days.” Yeah, she should really work on that. Knowing you’re forgetting something sucks. Knowing you’re forgetting someone sucks more. Especially when you know they’re important to you.
“Morgan.” The beautiful girl sighed. “My name is Morgan. Can we go home now?”
Oh they live together? That’s a good sign. And somehow Alex knows exactly where to teleport them both to. The apartment was small but it was definitely home. Morgan’s home. But her’s too sometimes? Yeah she’s lived here before. She can remember that much.
“Right. Well. Welcome back Alex. I didn’t throw out any of your shit while you were gone so no worries there. I’m just gonna wash up and then go to bed.”
Well that’s not fun. Unless she meant go to bed in a sexy way. Did she? Maybe. And if she didn’t maybe she just doesn’t know that’s an option. Alex should let her know that she would very much like to relearn everything about Morgan’s body. And that she really wants to hear Morgan moan her name.
Hmm. Morgan is in the shower. Alex can wait for her to come out. She’ll wait in her room. On the bed. Laying down. Naked. Maybe some rose petals? Nah, that’s too much.
Best case scenario, Morgan walks in naked expecting this and they fuck. Worst, well no one has ever really rejected Alex before. She doubts Morgan will. If she asks Morgan then Morgan will say yes and then they fuck. She sees no way this could go wrong.
(Yeah that’s right, she sees no way this could go wrong. She can’t even imagine Morgan saying no. Alex was confident before several years of pining in the friend-zone. But hey, Alex is the unreliable narrator of this particular story so if she’s not entertaining that thought, we can’t either.)
“What the fuck?” Morgan blurted when she stepped into the room in her towel.
“Hey there beautiful,” Alex grinned seductively. “You said you wanted to “go to bed”?”
Morgan was staring, good sign, but her eyes snapped to Alex’s face at that. “Oh my god, what did that ray do to you? Why are you doing this?”
There was more talking going on than Alex was hoping for. And a lot less sexy fun. She got up and walked towards Morgan. “I may not remember, but I know what I want. And baby, I want you.”
From this close, she could tell how much that effected Morgan. She noticed the small gasp and the almost imperceptible blush. Good, that means Morgan will probably like what she does next. Too quick for Morgan to react, Alex pulls her close and kissed her.
Morgan froze at first, but after a few seconds she started responding, her mouth opening and Alex took that as an invitation to deepen the kiss. Morgan’s hands tangled in Alex’s hair as Alex slid her leg between hers. One hand was buried in Morgan’s hair and the other helped her towel slide to the floor. She then uses that hand to press Morgan as close to her as possible and Morgan melts into the embrace.
Alex pulls Morgan with her as she sits on the bed, pulling Morgan into her lap. Morgan stares at her, flushed and confused.
“What? You—what?”
“How long have we known eachother?” Alex asked.
“Years?” Morgan answered confused.
“Good. Morgan, emotion and memory are two different things. I can’t remember you but I still have years of emotions for you. I love you, I want you, let’s fuck.” She smiled at the flustered girl on top of her. Morgan looked frozen again for a moment as she processed that but she managed to snap herself out of it and respond.
“We are so talking about this when you get your memories back.”
“Is that a yes?” Alex snorted in amusement.
Morgan laughed, but nodded. Alex grinned and pulled her into a kiss.
Epilogue
“Oh my god!” Alex exclaimed suddenly without any warning or obvious cause.
“Welcome back.” Morgan made a guess.
“I’ve been trying for years and then in less than a day!” She complained.
“Ready for that talk? Cus I have questions.” Morgan smiled.
“No no no, first, you need a better confession than the one the amnesiac gave you. Because that sucked.”
Alex grabbed Morgan’s hands softly and looked her in the eyes.
“Morgan Sterling, I have loved you for years now. I have loved you, am in love with you, and will continue to be in love for however long you let me. I will always love you.” She let go and took a step back. “There, isn’t that so much better than “I love you, I want you, let’s fuck”? No matter how true that statement is, it doesn’t even hint at the depth of my love.”
“Oh Alex,” Morgan sounded emotional, teary eyed and smiling. “I love you too,” she waited until she saw Alex smile, “lets fuck.”
“Damn it Morgan you ruined the moment!” Alex laughed.
“UM, I think the moment was ruined when you immediately followed up your confession with stepping away from me and complaining about something you said a few days ago.” Morgan teased.