Spitfire
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 22, 2023
She swallowed hard and shook head, "I don't understand. Why would they want us to...?" Biting her lip, she looked him in the eyes. She couldn't deny that she still wanted him. Confused as she was about the stones and what they were actually meant to do with them, she did know for certain that if he was hers, she was his. One word kept repeating over and over in her mind as she looked down at him from her perch on his lap.
Mine.
Whatever the stones had done to them, the effect wasn't completely gone. She didn't even know how else she was supposed to claim him. He'd walked her to class, holding hands and pretty clearly declared a couple. He'd had sex with her. What else could she do? Make him carry her books to class like some '50s teen couple? That seemed more than a little ridiculous. So she guessed that was it. He was hers. The stones were done.
But something nagged at her. "Why would the stones want us to... do the thing? Do they gain some energy or something by... connecting... in that way?" It stood to reason. Natural magic was the oldest there was and there weren't many human urges as natural as sex. The need to procreate drove a species.
Crap.
Mine.
Whatever the stones had done to them, the effect wasn't completely gone. She didn't even know how else she was supposed to claim him. He'd walked her to class, holding hands and pretty clearly declared a couple. He'd had sex with her. What else could she do? Make him carry her books to class like some '50s teen couple? That seemed more than a little ridiculous. So she guessed that was it. He was hers. The stones were done.
But something nagged at her. "Why would the stones want us to... do the thing? Do they gain some energy or something by... connecting... in that way?" It stood to reason. Natural magic was the oldest there was and there weren't many human urges as natural as sex. The need to procreate drove a species.
Crap.
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