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Eighteen - never

Jennie's POV

"Y-you h-have a d—?" I stuttered.

But before I could finish my question, she stormed out the clinic.

Immediately, I tried to forget my confused thoughts and ran to her.

"W-wait!" I shouted as I continued running.

But her long legs are annoyingly not helping me.

Panting out of breath, I reached the parking lot and thankfully I saw her standing beside her motorcycle.

With the sunset, her figure was easy to see.

She was about to ride when I immediately ran to her back and hugged it, "wait..please."

I pleaded, panting.

"It's fine, Jennie. You're probably disgusted by me," she said and pain was evident on her tone.

I felt a pang in my chest, hearing her words.

She was probably embarrassed and insecure of it.

But little did she know, I even found it hot.

Just the image of her with a dick in my head, made me feel things in some areas...

She tried to remove my arms but I held tighter, "L-lisa."

"Hear me out, first," I told her, not letting go.

She turned around with teary eyes, and fear.

I gently caressed her cheeks, wanting to calm her down.

I softly placed my forehead against hers.

With our eyes closed, I felt her calm down.

"Look, I'm not disgusted, hmm. I'll never disgusted by you.  Even if you become a monster with a tail or what, I'll never be disgusted," I assured her, and I felt our breathing in sync.

"Do you wanna know why, hmm?" I told her as I finally looked at her, removing our connected foreheads, but not waiting for her answer.

"Because I love you," I gave a soft smile, caressing her cheeks.

And I saw the corner of her lips somehow curling upwards as she tried to hold back her tears.

"I'm sorry if I slapped you. I'm sorry if I acted like a crazy woman. I'm sorry that I took so long to realize it. I love you Lisa. I love you more than you think. So let's take this slow," I confessed, finally not denying myself.

I mean I'm scared but I'm willing to try if it's her.

Slowly, I leaned on her, cupping her cheeks, placing a soft and gentle kiss.

Just a kiss.

With the perfect amount of sweetness and sincerity.

She held me by my waist, pulling me an embrace and murmured after the kiss, "Thank you."

And I felt tears escape from my eyes and hers.

"Let's bring you home," she gave a soft smile as she held out her hand.