18. She tastes like cherries

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Soleil POV

So soft... I run my hand up and down something as soft as silk, not really able to identify it. I go a bit lower to gather more information in my half asleep state, over something round and soft Mhm, it feels so nice. and even lower, until I feel some sort of ridges, something lightly flexes under my hand at the contact. What...? I open my eyes slightly, the sunlight pretty bothersome, and look at my hand.

I shriek, seeing Selina's toned abs first thing in the morning. Akxbeknaiewnj. I hear the chuckle I love so dearly from above and look up at her mischevious green eyes. "Morning, ma Soleil." I take a few deep breaths to calm down before replying: "Morning, love... Ack!" I blush at my own words, she just laughs. "Love, huh? It has a nice ring to it."

I beam a smile, but a certain thought makes me blush. "Uhm...where exactly were my hands while I was sleeping?..." I ask meekly. Selina smirks: "Everywhere. Well, except for one particular place." I'd probably evaporate if it were physically possible from how hot I was feeling in this moment.

"You started with my hair, then went on to squeeze my neck, my boobs were next, and well, you know where your hand was when you woke up," she finishes her description with a wink and I feel like I'm slowly cooking on the inside. "Ah, your reactions never fail to amuse, ma Soleil~"

I open and close my mouth, unsure what to say, then I just settle with dropping my head onto Selina's cleavage, hiding my flushed face. Arms wrap around me, like while I was sleeping, and I sigh contently. We stay like this for a couple minutes and I yelp when she suddenly flips us over. "Looks familiar, doesn't it?" She asks smugly and I blush once again, remembering the events from last night.

She leans down, kissing me softly. She tastes slightly like cherries... We just kiss like this for a while, at some point she pries my mouth open, sliding in her tongue. "Mhmm." Why is she so good at this? "OH, MY, GODD!! FOR THE LOVE OF GAIA!!!" Something, or rather someone, obviously had to interrupt our lip lock. Selina moves away and looks at the intruder, I do the same while gasping for air. Who's the fucker ruining this perfect moment!?

Outside the doors is Sigfrid, looking petrified and flailing his arms around frantically. "What did my poor eyes just wittness!?!? I know I told you to fuck it out, but oh god oh god I didn't want to see any of that! And fuck you're both completely naked!! if it weren't for that blanket!! I never thought french kissing could be so loud!!!..." He continues rambling in complete shock, pacing back and forth.

Sometime between that commotion Selina got dressed and walked up to Sigfrid, slamming the door in his face. "That piece of shit," she mutters, clearly frustrated. I can't help but smile at her reaction, her eyebrows scrunching up cutely in frustration and lips forming a slight pout. I'm so fucking gay.

She locks the door and turns back towards me. As I'm about to stand up I feel a slight soreness between my legs. "O-Oh," I yelp, my legs shaking when I stand up. How many times have I blushed in a single morning by now? Selina wraps her arm around my waist for support. "Someone's feeling it from yesterday, huh?" I smack her shoulder lightly and mutter a quiet 'shut up' before practically falling onto her, pressing my body flush against hers.

She kisses my head and runs her hands up and down my back slowly. "We should probably shower at some point, no?" I freeze, my gay mind doing me no justice. "W-W-We?!" Selina snorts. "Yes, we~" she cooes before picking me up and carrying me to the bathroom. Akxnjanejdbej. I guess gaypanic and this relationship go hand in hand...

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"So, to sum things up, I'd like to thank you all for making this mission possible and helping me bring down SIMP once and for all. In honor of that, I'm hosting a victory party this eve, starting at midnight." Cheers are heard from all across the throneroom as Gaia finishes her speech and comes down the stairs leading to her luxurious throne.

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