It was one of few mornings Cecil had a moment to himself. Donald had taken over for him during the night to keep an eye on everything and make sure the world didn't go to shit in the GDA. Cecil had managed to sleep even if he had restless dreams.

Cecil was taking a slow sip from his coffee mug, standing at the kitchen counter in his home, reports of another attack from the lizard league trying to take over another military base. His thoughts were yanked away when Cecil felt someone sudden appear behind him. Arms wrapped around his midsection and breathe tickling the back of his ear.

The older man didn't even need to turn to know who it was, but Cecil did slowly set his mug down on the counter.

"You know, people usually knock" he said dryly, Cecil glanced to the side. Unable to see Nellie completely but he knew it was her. Who else would lazily hold onto him and sniff the pomade of his hair.

"Yeah. Where's the fun in that huh? Wait around for you to open the door.. blah blah-" Nellie mumbled as she buried her face against Cecil's neck. Breathing shallowly. Cecil could smell the sweat and rubble off Nellie from whatever mission she had flown on from.

"I brought breakfast. Eggs, bacon, pancakes. The whole shebang. Thought you had enough time to actually eat something" Nellie said, as the viltrumite lifted her head letting out a breathe that sent a shiver down Cecil's spine from the proximity.

A plastic bag was set on the counter, Brown take away boxes visible as Nellie had momentarily let go of Cecil to set it down before she wrapped her arms around him again. The older man just let out a dry noise between a chuckle and scoff. Cecil had grabbed one of the boxes as he opened it up- almost wordlessly Nellie had reached over to his utensil drawer and handed the older man a fork and dinner knife.

Cecil stood there holding both utensils and box in hand he turned his head to look at the heroine as Cecil spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"I dont get to sit down to eat now?"

"Eughh"

With a dizzying flash, Cecil and Nellie were sat at the square table a few feet away. Food and coffee were set and Nellie was sitting across from him. Her plate set. Cecil barely was able to catch his breathe as he put on hand on the table. Scoffing in disbelief lightly.

"No matter how many times you do that, Cornelia. I'll never get use to it" Cecil grumbled begrudgingly but the smile tugging on the older mans lips said another story.

She loves bottoming. She loves being treated gently and being taken care of. Shes begging she whining. She loves just being able to express herself and her partner loving her and being able to be gentle around said partner.

Of course nellie is going to show her partner equal appreciation and top when wanted. Or being a power bottom. Especially when Nellie slept around to assert herself being back in her normal reality rather than confront her feelings.