The Alchemists

"Do you still want the hangover soup?" whispered Jean, hugging Marion who laid limply on his chest. The girl just smiled shyly as she shook her head.

The headache she had felt earlier this morning when she woke up had disappeared. They had made love several times they were both exhausted. Exhausted ... but happy. Maybe the dopamine hormone produced by their brains during their sexual intercourse drove away all the pain in Marion's head and also her sadness.

She couldn't describe her feelings right now. She felt that there was nothing more important in the world for her than Jean and that there was no place she wanted more than in his arms.

Marion realized she had never felt like this before. For the first time in her life, she was sure that she was truly in love. Her admiration for Lauriel before was not comparable with her overflowing feelings for Jean right now.

The man treated her like a princess. His every single touch on her body carried an electric vibe that made Marion high in euphoria. His kisses were intoxicating and his scent drove her crazy.

Marion continued to smile as her she moaned and called Jean's name when he entered her gently and made love to her as she had never experienced before, bringing them to heaven together in continuous orgasms, one after another.

This man was not just a great lover in movies, Marion thought, looking at the man who had been exploring her body so expertly, he was also a perfect lover in the real world. He had a kind heart, he loved animals, he was a true gentleman, he was very romantic, and he was great in bed.

Marion felt very lucky.

"It's late now, don't you want to get up to eat or something?" Marion asked him.

"Gosh ... we forgot to feed the kids," Jean exclaimed. He and Marion looked at each other. Both were too busy with their lovemaking that they forgot to feed Marion's five dogs as they were also not fed that morning. Both of them hurriedly wore their robes then walked out of the room.

The five dogs welcomed them at the door with their tails wagging, not looking hungry. How come...?

Marion saw a note on the living room table and she blushed when she read Alicia's handwritten note.

[I fed the dogs and took them out for a walk. I didn't want to bother you guys. I know you are both very busy.]

Jean just laughed at Alicia's message and kissed Marion without feeling guilty, "You have to give her a bonus."

"Ish ... you!" Marion was very embarrassed when she thought about the fact that Alicia knew that she and Jean had shut themselves in the bedroom all day to make love. She did not know if she would have the face to see Alicia again.

"Don't worry about it, she will get used to it, these kids will get used to it too ..." Jean shrugged. "I have decided to buy your neighbor's house and move to this neighborhood."

Marion pursed her lips, trying to say something, but she held back.

Jean, who noticed Marion's slight reluctance, became somewhat curious. He wanted to know what she really wanted to say. "Why? Don't like me being your neighbor?"

Marion shook her head.

"It is not that ..."

"What then?" Jean asked.

"Uhm ... I mean ... you've lived here for two months," Marion answered in a small voice.

"Yes, precisely for that reason, I don't want to be a guest any longer ... I'm afraid I'm invading your personal space," Jean said. He knew what Marion wanted to say, but he wanted to hear her say it herself.

"Your presence is not at all bother..." Marion fell silent. She wanted to offer Jean to move into her house, so he did not need to buy the neighbor's house. But then she remembered that Jean had never lived together with a woman before, not even with Billie, though they had been together for over 15 years.

"Are you sure this is okay? As far as I can remember, for the past two months, every time we talked, you are always trying to kick me out of this house," Jean said pretending to look like he had been wronged.

"Ish ..." Marion could only hit the man's shoulder and stomp her feet. "Whatever you say!"

Jean just smiled broadly. He also felt comfortable living in Marion's house these past two months. He was used to the beautiful and comfortable surroundings. He was also accustomed to Marion's five adorable dogs and naturally accustomed to seeing Marion every day as he delivered food to her room.

Today the way was opened for them to become lovers. He had confessed his love for her and Marion welcomed him with the same feelings.

Their bodies were united in a beautiful physical union and their lovemaking was electric. Jean had never felt this close to any woman before, not even to Billie who was with him for over 15 years. Not only did Jean and Marion have similar appearances, but their personalities also complemented each other.

For the first time in his life, Jean felt that he didn't need anyone else in this world aside from this beautiful woman who was now pouting in front of him.

"Marion ..." Jean said in a very serious voice.

"What?" Marion asked, still pouting.

"Marry me." Jean looked at Marion, who stood glued in front of him, not believing her own hearing.

SLAP!!

"What did you say?" Marion involuntarily slapped Jean in surprise.

Jean who was just slapped by Marion widened his eyes in surprise. His cheeks felt no pain but he was surprised because Marion slapped him for no reason.

"If you don't want to marry me... you can just say no. There's no need for you to slap me." Jean protested.

Marion was quiet, shocked by her own actions. She hurriedly stroked Jean's cheek which she had just slapped and she shook her head in panic.

"Gosh ... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to slap you. I panicked ... I don't like being pranked like that ... Ouch ... does it hurt?" Marion repeatedly apologized. "Here, let me blow some air on it ... so that the pain lessens."

Jean took Marion's hand and pushed the girl into the wall. He deftly held Marion's hands above her head with his right hand, while his left hand held Marion's shoulders.

"Ah ... what's wrong with you? I've already apologized!" hissed Marion.

"Why did you slap me?" Jean asked in a very serious tone. He looked at Marion so closely that the girl lowered her gaze.

"I ... you surprised me. If you are playing a prank on me, don't go too far, please ..." Marion protested.

"Who's playing a prank on you? Look at my eyes and tell me whether or not I am being serious right now ..." Jean said in a very serious tone.

"Of course you're not serious. How can someone like you propose to someone ..." Marion snorted, trying to get away, but for some reason, her strength wasn't enough to escape Jean's grip.

"If you will marry me, I will move in," Jean said firmly. "If you don't want to marry me, I'll leave this place."

He touched Marion's chin and made her look at him. "I'm not joking, Marion. This is not a prank ..."