Cyrus went..."Damn..."
"Leave her to me before she faints and sinks into the bottom of this spring." I said, voice laced with melting jealousy.
"You're so expressive, Roxy." His gaze suddenly turned to me. Out of nowhere, his voice sounded...normal. I didn't know how else to describe. It was a subtle, male tone that wasn't without the voice of a smirking asshole.
"You're so annoying..."
Gena woke up when I pressed my cold hand to her eyes. She breathed awake, looking around.
"You're alive, Gena. Also, get some rest. You've got to get out of here." That was because she was burning up. Why else would her cheeks turn so red, right?
But then, she was looking at something. Specifically, something that was poking slightly above the surface of the water.
I followed her gaze.
I wish I hadn't.
"WHAT THE FUCK, CYRUS!?"
I now know the color of his tip! This is absurd! The tip was juicy, ready and so inviting! I wanted that color of lipstick! I wanted something—Anything—of that shade!
"What...?" Cyrus didn't even know what was poking out, between his legs. His huge arm raised, his hand behind his head. And that made the tip rise even more.
And this time, I had fainted.
"...I dont know what happened to them. They just passed out..."
Muttering. Mushy. Male.
The voices were heard, but my eyes refused to open. When was the last time I fainted even?
"Japanese hot springs are literally loaded with salts and i don't know...chemicals? Maybe they couldn't— oh, she's awake!" Wait...was that Akira's voice? When did he wake up from oxygen deprevation chamber of 4D? How did he get out!?
"Uhm..." I groaned myself awake. Rubbing my eyes like a kid, i looked around. The scenery was breathtaking. The mountains, the mist, the greenery...it looked pale in front of the view I had in front of me.
Cyrus's chest.
"You're fine." He assured, pushing a soft cushion behind me. The sun bath chair beside the hot spring was a funny set up. But it kept us away from the warm stone surface beneath.
"What happened to you, Roxy!? You and Gena passed out! Gena passed out for the second time!" He repeated Cyrus's knowledge.
Just then, Gena was stirring awake. She must've heard the question. We took one look at each other, and knew the incident will be our safest girl-secret.
"The heat. The smell." I said plainly, gulping hard.
Akira sighed, the gaze in his eyes as he scanned around caught my attention. And I desperately needed something to distract myself from...pecs.
"So we are really in Hayabusa..." Said Akira.
"Do you know this village?" He nodded curtly as I asked.
"It used to be where my grandfather aboded for a while. He had a child here while being married to my grandmother. Hayabusa was cursed, teeming with Shifters of old and new. My grandfather saved them—became their living legend." He said. But his pride, his smile didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Grandfather left a heir to protect the village. In a sense passed his sperm just so he could have someone left in the village with his genetic strength. I wonder where he or she is. Were they protecting Hayabusa like my grandpa verdicted? I...wanna know."
"Why don't you ask around? Tell them you're his grandson!" Cyrus chirped.
"I could. But im afraid they'll try finding my grandpa. My grandma always believed he was loyal to her. I don't want to be the reason for their end of marriage. They're ideal." Only then did Akira smile.
"You love your family..." Gena said in a small voice,
"I do. I really do. So I guess I gotta figure out to find them here myself. Without them knowing I'm their relative." Said Akira.
"Nice thought." I commented at the end.
"So...what is your story...Demon Slayer Cyrus? I've been so curious!" Akira asked like a fan boy.
That was when Cyrus smirked again, "The key to my lore drop is a kiss from...her."
A shameless finger pointed at me, I sighed and rolled my eyes. Why was he insisting only my lips to be tasted? Gena was here—and she was willing! Akira can kiss him too for all I care!
"Roxy, I can see you blushing! Kiss for a tale! I'm dying, please!" Akira has been requesting! What is this behavior!?
"I don't take pressure from Cyrus's fans." I rested back, arms behind my head.
"I've got no pressure on me either. Take your time, Roxy. But you know I'll get that kiss." Cyrus winked. He winked! The confidence is driving me nuts! At once, I sprung out of the sun bed. One step, and I found myself leaning over him, tall and proud.
"You...don't get to talk to me like that, Cyrus. I'm not hungry for you. Not everyone has to...like you." I scanned him up and down. Yet, his smirk never faded. And I was pissed.
So...
My lips descended down on him for a smooch of a lifetime. The soft, smooth kissing sounds awakening the demons in me—Even if I was the penultimate. His soft, plump, moist lips felt like I was kissing jelly. The warmth of his face? Radiating right on top of mine, speaking to my own blushing cheeks wordlessly. He was just as flustered as me. He enjoyed the kiss..just as much as me.
"Mchu..." the last interaction our pair of lips ended with one of the most satisfying lip smacking sounds of my life.
Sijna...where are you? I miss you terribly. My heart aches as I slip my Lust on another man. I wanna be loyal to you...Sijna...my Sijna...
Akira and Gena, as much as they were thrilled that we were kissing in such an erotic fashion, had concern slip up as their brows furrowed.
"Huh?" I touched the rolling drop over my cheek. Salty, warm, originating from the back of my eyes.
I was surprised.
But I was even more surprised to learn...that Cyrus let a tear slip as well.
"Did we- did we just...cry over a kiss?"