Days had turned into weeks, and weeks into months, and by now Lucky had completely lost track of the number of times that she’d been with Felix. Every day, she would wake up in her hotel room, take a shower and then find him at the wedding venue, sometimes just as he was arriving and other times not until after the reception. It all depended on the day and how she was feeling, but not a day went by that she didn’t spend time with him, or more notably, time with his dick. In the months that she’d spent repeating the same day over and over again, she’d developed quite an obsession with the tall, tattooed blond, and fucking him never seemed to get old. There was always something new to try, and unravelling him to discover his kinky side had proved to be most entertaining for the pastel-haired beauty.
As time went on, Lucky came to realize that she wanted more out of their relationship though. Despite her obvious sexual nature and how wild she could get in bed, more than anything, all she wanted was to be loved. She craved approval and affection and gentle touches, and that wasn’t something that she could get from Felix when she had to keep meeting him for the very first time every single day. She’d attempted to cuddle with him many times, especially on the days when the sadness and confusion of her situation would get too overwhelming, but every time, all he wanted from her was a wild fuck. It wasn’t as though she didn’t love that too, because she gobbled up his cock like she was starving every time he pulled it out, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted his heart too. She wanted all of him. Mind, body and soul.
All of this had started around eight months ago, when Lucky had showed up to a wedding for her distant cousin. The only reason she’d gone was because she thought that her dad would be there, but as it turned out, he was too busy and he’d cancelled at the last minute. Typical. In a huff, she’d shut herself into a closet after prematurely cutting into the wedding cake to put a giant slab of it on her plate, much to the utter appal of the guests and the bride. They’d discovered the crime shortly after she’d committed it, but by then it was too late and she’d gotten away with it. It was in that closet that Felix had discovered her for the first time, with her shoes off, her Gameboy in her hands and frosting on one of her cheeks. The rest was history. Sparks flew and Lucky fell hard and fast. She’d planned on meeting him again the following morning, but little did she know that she would never see another morning other than the one that she’d woken up on that day ever again. A drunken stroll through the desert outside of the venue had landed her in a cave, which unfortunately also happened to be the entrance to a time loop.
After grappling with her emotions for nearly a year, falling deeper in love with Felix every day, Lucky had finally given in. It was too much. She was too lonely. After fucking him for the umpteenth time, the tiny five-foot-four female slipped a little something into his drink and then hauled his limp body into her car to take him over to the cave that all of this had started in, where she rolled him into the bright, red glow that sat within it. When she woke up on the same exact morning, she found him outside of the venue, looking just as confused as she figured he would.
“Hey! Hey, you!” Lucky called to him, waving the tatted-up male over to where she stood in the parking lot. Her heart was racing and already her cheeks were flushed with a soft shade of pink. She couldn’t wait to fall in love with him all over again, but she knew that first she would need to ease
him through the shock of his new predicament. Without letting him know that she had anything to do with it, of course. “This is going to sound kind of weird, but, um…” she began, playing cute and dumb as she twirled a lock of her pink hair with her finger. It was a role that she knew all too well, and she was an expert at it now. “We’ve met before, right? I know that the wedding is today, but… it was also yesterday.” She waited then, making sure that he was catching onto what she was implying.
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