This is why some people say that there are couples that should never have children together.
At least make sure your kid understands that they need to reign in the crazy just a litttlleee bit. Is that too much to ask?!
I'm on my back, lying flat against the cold ground. Dirt and debris got on my clothing, while annoying, it shouldn't be hard to wash off.
Melaina grips my shoulders with both hands and exerts every effort to pin me down. She has both her legs straddling my lower abdomen.
As soon as she notices my eyes wandering, she quickly moves the lower part of her legs inward and places it right on my thighs. I'm guessing that she's hoping it will make it harder for me to get up using my legs to throw her off.
While I'm sure she's aware that I'm an excellent fighter, she still naively hopes that I won't be able to escape that easily. Unluckily for her, though, not only would it be simple for me to break free from, she'll most likely get hurt in the process.
I'm not afraid of doing things out of self-defense, but she's still the daughter to someone I'm close enough to. It may be useless, but I need to try at least and talk to her first.
"... Melaina, let me go." Sadly, my fierce gaze and stern voice do little to convince her; my assailant still looks like she's in her own world.
Melaina bursts into a fit of giggles. Though some may find it adorable, and may even be music to their ears; I find it terrifying.
"Eeeeeee...!!! I FINALLY CAUGHT YOU!" The pitch and tone of her voice go from high, then low, as she sits on top of me, "You're mine now! You've finally come back to me! I've waited for SOOOOO LONG...!!!! I did what you said, and I've been SUCH a good girllll~!!"
"Ahhh~! My lady, Khirelle! Haaaa... Please, please, please praise me! I tried to act all cool earlier, but I could barely take it anymore! I'm sorry I caved in, hahahaha! Nnnn... Silly me, huh? I just love you too much!" Melaina squeals, huffing every once in a while in an exceedingly perverse manner.
I let out a deep sigh. I'm starting to feel quite fed up and exasperated with this. This girl is not well, so I think it's time I get to the bottom of this obsession of hers.
Not feeling all too hopeful, I decided that I have no choice but to confront her about this for both our sakes. "Melaina, is there any way I can have a proper conversation with you?"
"Hearing my name being spoken through these luscious lips. I'm getting all tingly inside! Haaaa...! Ahhh~! I can't take it anymore; I need to..." Driven by lust, the girl on top of me, inches closer and closer.
Her warm breath caresses my face. I couldn't help but stare at her plump and lush lips. They slowly part seductively until they're almost on top of my own.
My heart nearly jumps out of my chest. I take advantage of her awkward posture. Thankfully, she's already loosened her hold so it should be a cinch to break free.
This lecherous girl's too focused on making out with me instead.
Being mindful not to make a repeat of what's happened earlier, I make sure to be careful as I take advantage of her unstable positioning.
Since she's leaning forward, there's now uneven weight distribution. With just a little bit of strength, I twist my body to the side, and within a split second, our positions are now in reverse.
"Ooh... I don't mind being the bottom, too... Please be gentle with me..." Melaina's eyes become wet as it glistens with anticipation. The depraved nymph slowly slides her tongue across her lips, leaving a layer of sheer gloss on its exterior.
Completely ignoring her lascivious remark, I activate one of the Arctic Siren's defensive spells. I typically use this if I ever need to excise crowd control during battles.
I go about channeling it outwardly, I wait for it to freeze everything in its directed path.
Starting from where I've pinned her arms down, dense layers of ice begin encasing everything beneath my hands.
Some wisps of white vapors emanate from the exterior due to the cold; the difference of temperatures clash against the other.
The denser it gets, and the more it expands, the louder the sounds of cracking fill the air as the spell continues to do its work—effectively entrapping not only her but freezing the ground as well.
One of my eyebrows shoots up in confusion as I am met with total silence.
Should I be surprised that I've yet to hear a peep from her about being held captive against her will?
... Eh.
Why am I even questioning such a thing?
I've made sure that her hands, hips, and feet are firmly rooted to the ground.
Good. She'll be unable to escape for a little bit. Now that I feel satisfied, I get up and start brushing off the soil from my body and armor. Clouds of dirt fly about as I continue to dust myself off.
I'm still preoccupied with cleaning myself up, so I end up checking if I've missed any other areas. It's quite unbecoming to be seen being covered in filth after all.
I continue patting away as I make another attempt at conversation. This kid doesn't deserve it. So I no longer bother to look towards her direction, even as I question her, "Now, are you ready to talk? Or are you trying to tell me there's no other way but to force you? You better stop messing around, alright? I'm serious." I ensure to spew threats, hoping she'll understand the gravity of the situation.
Instead of answering me, however, Melaina unexpectedly questions me something else, "My goddess, why are you here?" Her eyes, after losing its initial excitement is now blank. She mindlessly stares at the dark shy above, intently watching the barely visible clouds that hang overhead.
Hmm. This is weird. Should I be concerned about this?
Undeterred, I answer her almost instantaneously, "I've been sent on an errand in exchange for a favor by the fates. They've requested that I am to harvest all the Asphodel essence here."
...
Silence envelopes us not long after, as Melaina contemplates for some time.
Her voice cracks as she stutters out of some slight reluctance to inquire further "... A-After you reap all the flowers, are you g-going anywhere else?"
Shifting my weight to the other foot, I reposition my stance, while I tell her what she wants to know, "Yes, I'm heading to Tartarus, which is my last stop."
As if life is being instilled back within her, Melaina attempts to bring her hands together, except she realizes after, that she's still pinned down. "How about if you bring me with you to Tartarus, and then take me back home after? I can definitely help you with the harvest. I know you're having trouble, and I'm the only one who can do anything about it - or at least, make it way easier for you."
I feel my ears perk up out of curiosity. "Oh...? Do tell." Edging closer to where she is, I spy a smirk, growing steadily on her picturesquely well-defined face.
"... Not so fast, my lady." The girl that's still lying on the ground, scoffs and rolls her eyes.
"Why would I tell you? It's my idea, to begin with. The point is, it's so that you can't leave me here. I just want to spend a little bit more time with you..." The mischievous nymph chortles lightly, as she proceeds to negotiate further, "Trust me, you don't have all too much of a choice. If only I could tell you what the plan is, then you'd know for sure that you need me."
I heavily scrutinize her, ascertaining every single detail - hoping that her expression would give way if she's lying to me.
It's hard to believe, or maybe I need to get my eyes checked, but Melaina's a picture of innocence right now... but it won't be for long.