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Mornings on the Mayship are always his favorite; waking up cuddled up under his girlfriend's side with the gentle hum of the lower decks in his ear. Bridget wasn't an early riser so he got to spend the first few hours of his day doing nothing but basking in his partner's warmth like the snake he was.
Unfortunately, May still had responsibilities, so he had to get up and start his day. First, whip up something to eat for himself and Bridget, leaving her's in their room for when she wakes up. Next up, find Johnny.
Finding Johnny isn't hard, just follow the smell of leather polish and womanizing: or check the deck, that's where he usually is. Interacting with Johnny has been weird ever since he realized that his feelings for him weren't as strong as he had thought, but he had been one of May's supporters during his transition and he was the person he had confided in about his feelings for Bridget so he could never truly feel uncomfortable around him.
After he checked in with Johnny about the state of the mayship he started the long task of checking up on all his sisters and making sure they were on task. Although most of his day was spent running the length of the ship to keep everything in order as they traveled, he enjoyed it, and it was made only better by the thought of joining his girlfriend once he was done.
Getting woken up by something falling on your face was never very fun, but getting woken up by a picture of May falling on your face was somewhat better. After contemplating why the gods hated her, Bridget set the picture frame back on the windowsill above her and May's bed. From the look of the sun, it was about one in the evening: which was around the time she had to get up to take her Gender Fluid. When she was done with both her estrogen and the food May had made her, it was nearing two, which was the time May got off duty, so she decided to prepare to help him destress.
Bridget had never had sex before she got with May, she had never really felt the urge to do anything beyond kissing or holding hands. Sex itself had never seemed important to her, it was just another way of being close to the person she loved, although apparently most people don't view it that way: including May. In all honesty, she was more than happy to indulge in whatever May wanted to do, as long as it made him happy.
Speaking of May, he had just got off work and was quickly making his way back to their room. He was hoping that Bridget was awake so they could spend the rest of the day together. When he opened the door to their room to find an assortment of his and Briget’s sex toys lying on the bed next to Bridget herself he was surprised, he was usually the one to initiate things like this. May quickly closed the door behind him before Bridget spoke up.
“Hi May!!” she began, kicking her feet up and down on the bed like the ball of sunshine she is, “ I know you're probably worn out from working so I thought I’d help! What do you want to start with? Maybe the strap-on, oh what about the-” May interjected before Bridget got too excited. “Basket, I appreciate you wanting to help, but right now I'd much rather cuddle, why don't you tell me more about that bounty you mentioned yesterday?” Bridget didn't seem deterred in the slightest by what he said, “Ok!! I’ll put the toys away while you get nice and comfy!” As she said this, she started gathering up the various things spread out on the bed and stowing them in the bins underneath their bed.
May changed into more comfortable clothes and got into bed as Bridget finished up with the toys and joined him. When they were situated, May tucked into Bridget's chest, Bridget started talking, but not about what May had expected her to. “I've been thinking, when we're having sex what names do you want me to call you, Captain? Master?” Trying not to think about how hearing those words being directed at him by Bridget made him feel, he said, “ I don’t know, I’ve never thought about it, but we can try next time to see if we like it.” Bridget nodded, hitting May’s hair as she responded with a sleepy “ok.” May was always surprised by his girlfriend's ability to always be tired, but he was more than happy to join her in the land of dreams, he closed his eyes and let her steady heartbeat and the hum of the ship lull him to sleep.