Reality is what it is.
I'm not Felicia…
The real wouldn't even deserve a flicker of her attention.
…
"Hey," Eris says sharply, breaking my spiraling thoughts. "Don't say that. It's not true."
"H-how can you be so sure?" I whisper.
She smiles softly. "Because the Felicia I like isn't just a pretty face."
"W-what?"
Eris chuckles. "Yeah. The Felicia I like… she tried to eat salad."
"W-wait, WHAT?! You like because I ate tried earting SALAD?!"
"Yes," Eris teases, grinning mischievously. "But not just that. She cuts vegetables insanely well too—though she doesn't know how to wash a girl's hair properly yet."
"H-hey!" I protest, feeling suuuuper pouty right now.
But Eris just chuckles.
"Hehe, she still tries her best, though." Eris continues, her fingers gently weaving through my hair. "And it's not just that. She's cute, considerate, and kind-hearted. She didn't want to depend on for everything. She never judged or flinched when she saw my scar. She held my hand when we slept. Her presence alone is like sunlight, banishing the darkness inside . And today…"
Her gaze softens, her eyes shimring with raw emotion.
"She was willing to risk everything to protect —even when the odds were stacked against her."
My throat tightens. Tears blur my vision.
"So… that's the Felicia I like," Eris concludes with a gentle smile. "No, I'm sorry, let correct it. That's the Felicia I love."
…
Hearing her pour her heart out like that—
I can't hold it in anymore.
Tears spill from my eyes, unbidden, unstoppable.
My heart jumps, suddenly aching like hell.
But this pain… I like it.
I love it.
Eris leans in, her face just inches from mine. Her breath, warm and soft, brushes against my lips.
"So tell …" she whispers. "Are you… that Felicia?"
Her words hang in the air, lingering, echoing in my mind.
Now…
I find myself asking too:
Am I… that Felicia?
Everything I've done until now—despite being in a different body—does it still count as ?
Well… maybe around 70% of , I think…
But now that Eris has shown a different perspective, I feel sothing shift within . A newfound confidence, sohow.
And so…
"Nn…"
I nod, my body trembling with emotion, my heart racing in anticipation. My throat tightens, the words I want to say stuck, tangled in my chest. And then…
It happens.
I let her co closer, the heat of her breath teasing my lips before the soft pressure of her mouth ets mine.
A kiss…
At first, it's barely a touch—so soft, a little bit wet, doesn't taste like anything.
But slowly, it gets more intense, more intoxicating.
Her lips moving with a tenderness that makes my pulse quicken, her every shift sending waves of warmth through . Her tongue brushes against mine slightly.
My heart races, threatening to burst from my chest, each beat erratic and overwhelming.
I can't think—only feel. Thoughts scatter, evaporating into a haze of bliss, slipping away like smoke.
And ti slows, stretching into eternity, the world around us becoming distant, irrelevant.
And then, for a heartbeat, I forget everything—who I was, who I am. There's only her. Only this. Only the warmth of her touch, the soft, consuming sweetness of her lips against mine, burning with a hunger I didn't know I needed.
And finally, when she finally pulls away, I'm left gasping for air, my chest heaving, my body craving more. The emptiness in my lungs is unbearable, and I ache to feel her again, to lose myself in the sensation of her kiss, her touch again.
My lips throb, hungry, desperate.
anwhile, Eris's face is red, a soft pink coloring her cheeks. Her eyes et mine, dark and intense, holding captive.
She bites her lower lip, a silent gesture that speaks louder than words— a hunger, an invitation.
Damn…
This is dangerous.
I force myself to hold back, fighting the storm of desire building inside .
Seeing her like this…
I'm terrified I might lose control.
I want her. I want her more than anything!
But… is it too soon? Too fast?
We've only known each other for nearly 2 days, yet we've already shared this—this kiss.
A kiss.
A FREAKING kiss!!!
That has to be enough, right?
It's more than enough for , right?
I can't be too greedy.
And besides…
I don't want Eris to think of as so horny, indecent girl. That would be… terrible!!!
My heart pounds as uncertainty creeps in.
…
But then, Eris leans in, her finger tracing the curve of my body in a slow, tantalizing movent that stops just above my chest. Her voice, a soft whisper, cuts through the tension.
"Can we… do more than this?"
…
Ah… fuck it.
If she says so…
Why hold back anymore?
RIGHTTTT???
Thus, with a surge of desire, I pull her closer.
"Nn…"
And just like that, as I give my consent, Eris kisses again—this ti longer, deeper, more searing, more passionate than before.
I'm breathless, my mind spinning in a haze. She moves to my neck, her lips grazing it lightly, and then her tongue traces a path that sends a jolt of electricity shooting down my spine.
My body tenses, every muscle frozen in place.
"Ahhh…~!"
A soft moan escapes , caught between embarrassnt and pure sensation.
I have no idea what just happened, how the hell did I just make that weird sound.
"Then you need to relax a little bit…" Eris smiles and whispers. "It's only going to get more intense from here."
Ah, shit…
If she says that, I really need to brace myself.
I'm looking forward to it.
Eris then places her hand gently over my chest, pressing just enough to make my heart race even faster.
"B-be gentle…" I plead with teary eyes, my voice shaky. "
"I'll try."
Eris leans in again, kissing my neck, then slowly down to my collarbone. Her lips, her breath, her tongue overwhelm my senses in the most intoxicating way.
I lt into her, my heart pounding, my arms holding her tighter, like I'm afraid to let go…
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