As the movie continued to run, so did Marionette's fingers as they traced over the outline of Lillian's chest. Gentle but rciless in their movents as they beca more bold.
Currently, Lillian was doing all that she could to hold back the tiniest squeak that may erupt from her mouth.
'This is too much!' She thought. How did a common request suddenly lead her to being—
"A-ah~..." She let out a small moan
"You must keep it down, Lillian~..." Marionette whispered, her hand groping the Rabbit's breast. "What if you disturb those watching the movie?"
"I-I can't do that if you're g-groping ...!" Lillian hissed, "A-and why are you groping all of a sudden...?!"
Marionette stared at her silently, blinking. Her face then went stoic — a sign of her going into thought. As she was thinking, Lillian moved her fingers over the Assassin's hand, trying to carefully pry off her fingers.
However, this didn't imdiately go unnoticed by Marionette. In response to her attempts to pry off her hand, she squeezed even tighter, sinking further into her chest.
Lillian's lips stretched into a thin line. It then turned shaky as she felt Marionette massage her fingers into it.
Marionette said, answering to her earlier question:
"It's because you're irresistible, Lilly~..."
"T-that doesn't justify what you're doing...!" Lillian quietly exclaid, but then turned her face to the side, whispering, "Although... That does make glad you think of that way."
Marionette nodded, "And I'll continue to do so..."
Lillian felt the Assassin's body pull away from hers, their hand leaving her breast. She didn't know it, but she did express a brief look of disappointnt. However, that was hidden by her voluntary sigh of relief.
She watched as Marionette brought the popcorn bucket to her.
"Here. Even though I didn't get what I wanted."
Lillian sat up and took it out of her hand, then eyed her.
"You just groped . I'd argue you got a lot more than what you asked for."
"Call it a... Massage, Lillian. I still find a kiss would be worth a lot more than that."
Lillian's face twitched.
"So grabbing my thigh, stroking it, and caressing my chest whilst squeezing it, isn't enough? Not to ntion, I kissed you on the nose."
"... I suppose..." Marionette rubbed her chin, then smiled at her, "But... A kiss on the lips would an we would be officially dating." She winked.
Lillian turned her face away, groaning at her words, "You sure do want that..."
Marionette tilted her head at her, her hair falling to one side.
"... Why wouldn't I? I've been asking it for a while now."
"J-just enjoy the movie!"
The movie lasted a total of 2 hours. They were now exiting the movie theatre.
Lillian stretched her back, yawning a bit before looking up. She looked through the glass ceiling of the mall, staring at the sky that had turned an orange tint.
"Did you enjoy the movie?"
Lillian looked towards Marionette with a wry smile.
"I did in the first hour. But I was too distracted by you in the later half."
Marionette folded her arms, raising one hand and placing it on her cheek. She then asked innocently:
"... Oh? Did I do sothing that caused you to be distracted?"
Lillian's face twitched at her words.
"Don't act innocent and forgetful now...!"
She then raised her hands, making a groping gesture towards Marionette's chest.
"Just you wait! I'll get you when you least expect it."
Marionette raised an eyebrow at her gestures, then tilted her head, smiling.
"That's not a threat, Lillian." She said with a slight chuckle.
"W-well! It should be!" She huffed and turned away.
Her eyes glanced around, finding the mall to be still relatively crowded — obviously, not as much as it was in the beginning.
She turned back around and found Marionette had suddenly disappeared.
"Eh?"
She turned her head left and right, frantically. She then let out a groan, "No way she got lost again, right...?"
"Who said I did?"
Lillian jumped at the sudden voice behind her. She quickly turned around, finding Marionette holding what seed to be a crêpe in her hand, drizzled with dark chocolate and filled with whipped cream.
"Ooo~ where did you get that?"
Marionette pointed back with her thumb, directing her eyes to a conspicuous store that sold it.
Lillian nodded, "I think I'm going to get myself one as we—"
Marionette shook her head, "No need."
She raised her free hand, summoning another crêpe nuzzled in a paper cone. On top of it having cream inside it, it was also topped with slices of strawberry and drizzled in red sauce.
Lillian's eyes sparkled as she took it off her hand.
Marionette watched as Lillian took a bite out of it.
"I should've asked what you wanted first before buying."
Lillian shook her head.
"Nah. I like strawberries."
She then winked at the Assassin.
"Because it reminds about how sweet you tasted."
Marionette montarily widened her eyes — sowhat surprised. She unconsciously traced her lips with the tip of her finger.
"Is that so? I suppose I should continue buying you strawberries, then."
"Eh~." Lillian gave her a teasing look, "But what if you buy too many and then all I can think about is strawberries~?"
"Even better." Marionette gave her a strong nod, "That'll an all you can think about is the taste of ."
"You..." Lillian gave her a wry look, "Sure are downbad for , huh?" She said, knowing Marionette couldn't possibly understand what that word ant.
However, she was proven wrong as Marionette blinked at her with a playful look.
"I suppose I am~..."
"... Do you know what that word ans?" Lillian asked, sceptically.
"Sothing along the lines of... Wanting soone, right~?"
Lillian silently stared at her before asking:
"Millis told you that. Didn't she...?"
In response, Marionette just turned her face to the side, taking a bite of her crêpe, unwilling to answer her question.
"What else did she say?" Lillian's eye twitched at the fact Millis could've corrupted her dear Marionette's arguably innocent mind.
"... Nothing. Nothing at all."
"I don't believe you."
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