That night…
A memory of that night suddenly came flooding into my mind; his feverish touch, passionate kiss, the weight of his body on top of me, the overwhelming pressure of his lower body…
I remembered the wild, beastly glint inside his usually gentle silver orbs. His face at that time bore no semblance of the Natha that I knew, and it was quite scary.
But it also...how should I say this? Good? Hot?
Uhh...I felt embarrassed just thinking about that. I was so overwhelmed with complicated feelings and anxiety right after that I didn't even properly think about what happened that night.
But now that I did...it occurred to me that it was rather...erotic? It was the first time for me, to get pinned down with a full-grown male weight, and—umm—groped? While my lips were being plundered.
It was only the next day that I understood that he probably had an intention to...undress me? And probably going even further...right?
God—my mind was such a mess.
