'Okay, no leftovers from the bath with Heartstream.' MF felt like she had done something despicable, but she needed to move forward if she wanted to keep being Falsehood. 'I guess I need to bond more with my wife, knowing that it will benefit both of our mental health more.'
MF looked at her hands, as one of them wasn't caged by a gauntlet anymore. She started to feel and imagine her wife's skin and hair and how she looked when her body was caressed. Just by thinking that she would do it with these hands made he flustered because of how it would give her mental diabetes after the act.
"Small Foel, in the bath…" MF gulped. "Okay, I need to calm down, I can snuggle with her again definitely, no need to be worried about anything."
With a new motivation, she soared the sky in the form of an electrified meteor, donning a wide energetic smile.
As she arrived on top of the sect, she raised one of her hands forward, preparing to deactivate all of the defensive formation.
