Marx never expected that he would have his heart beating in his head. It was thumping in the middle of his head in the brain. He felt his chin on the the smooth skin. She had her hands under his armpits.
Marx's heart beat erratically. He looked ahead and tried to move his head but his eyes were just blurry. He could feel it... The soft mounds pressing on his chest. His world was spinning around and he felt like he was in a personal world of his.
She did not seem to be affected by him pressing on her chest. But Marx instantly got back into his senses. He quickly pushed her away but his palms stopped on the two mounds.
His fingers pressed her breast and her nipples pressing on his palm. Marx could not take whatever was happening in his mind. He felt his world stop and he was in a trance. Forgetting to pull his hands from her breasts.
He felt two soft hands on his' as they pulled them downwards tracing her smooth and flawless skin to the belly. Then she removed his hands from her body with a smile on her face. She then put her hands on his shoulder and pushed him forward gently.
Marx felt his world come to standstill. He stared at her eyes and he did not even blink as their blue eyes locked onto each other. Her hair was blue and silk like and Marx could not stop the temptations to touch it.
He stared at her lips that seemed to be attracting him to smooch them. Marx shook his head and and slapped his face trying to bring himself out of his senses. Why did it have to be a half naked lady almost his age that he fell on.
She was 5'5 tall. Her blue eyes really were a gift from the ocean. He felt like he could swim there for a long time. He was already lost in those ocean eyes drowning in them. He saw her lips move and her voice came out like it was melody to his ears.
Even if she insulted him, he did not seem to care. All he knew was that her voice was sweet.
"Can you help out?" Marx asked the system.
"Are you new here? Do you hear me?" These were the words she was asking. Seeing his confused face, she continued and tried to make gestures trying to communicate but it just apppeared funny in Marx's eyes that he laughed.
"What is so funny here? I just want to know where you are from. You appear lost..." Finally Marx caught up to her words and he could reply confidently.
"I at first would like apologize for my rudeness. I know it is invasion of your privacy and I don't know how you take me now but I did not do any of that on purpose," he said with an apologetic face. She was silent that he even felt that the voice translation had not worked.
"No need for apologies. I took none of it to heart. It was actually my fault that you found yourself in such a position," she replied.
"No its not your fault. It was I who invaded your privacy first by staring. I know its shameless of me," Marx replied. But he was met by silence.
The girl was lost in her world. It was the first time someone actually talked to her about her privacy. She had been brought up to act like this. It was not until when one was twenty that they got to wear brassieres. That was a proof that you were married.
Before then, their upper body was not something they could hide from anyone. She usually found it odd why they would have to wear like that but how could she not understand? It was all the men's doing...
But for the first time, for the first time, someone recognized her privacy and acknowledged it. She had thought that he was acting in order to touch her breast but gauging from how he had acted it was like it was the first time he was seeing such a thing.
Also from his dressing, she could tell that they emphasized on their privacy wherever he came from. His upper body was covered and he was also wearing coverings in his feet and also legs.
He was someone who definitely had never seen such a sight. Thinking of this, she could not help but blush. She had just taken someone's innocence. But also he had taken her's for not a single man had ever touched her there...
Marx poked at her head and she woke up from her train of thoughts. She stared at his eyes and she looked at him with a new light.
"Where do you come from?" She asked.
"Its very far from here. I dont even know how I got to this place. I am pretty much stranded and do not know where to go after this," Marx gave a half honest answer. He was lost but he knew how he had gotten here.
" Well, I could show you around... I am free for a while," she said and Marx thought for a while and he agreed.
" Well, I really want to go with you but I just can't manage walking next to you. But don't let that bother you. I have a perfect way for you to keep your privacy," Marx said with a gleaming smile.
Again she was lost. What way could he possibly use. She saw him remove something he was carrying in his back and then opened it. Then, he removed a red t-shirt. He then handed it over to her and she stared at it without knowing what to do. How was she even supposed to put it on?
Marx saw the confused look in her eyes not even stretching her hands to receive it. Marx sighed and walked to her back. He then put on the t-shirt through her head and then helped her put her hands through the short sleeves.
He then pulled it so that it fell down her waist covering her loincloth completely. The t-shirt reached her thighs and she appeared more modern. If only he could make her shoes but he also did not have any shoe apart from the boots created by the system.
She stared at him after he completed with her hands clasped forward. She was smiling at him. A thankful smile. She blinked several times to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. His actions seemed to put her at ease.
"Shall we?" Marx asked.
"Yes," she said ushering him forward forgetting that she was the one who was supposed to lead the way and show him around. Marx cleared his throat and laughed when she did not even realize what her words meant.
"Are you not going to show me the village?" He asked.
"Ooh, follow me," she said with her lips rounded. She did not even pause and hurried forward not bothering to check if he was following. "As you can see, this is the ocean... From normal observation, you can note that it is blue..."
Marx laughed. Was she trying to be funny or was that just a way of starting a conversation.
"I actually thought that the ocean was red a few minutes ago," Marx said sarcastically. The girl sighed and decided to change the topic. He was no fun. "Just tell me what this place is," Marx said. He needed to know his location to know the mission requirments.
"This place has no name. Even the ocean is nameless. Just so you know, we don't usually name non living things. This large water body was given the name Ocean by us. And may I know what your name is?" She asked.
Marx understood that it was the system translation that made the name Ocean appear like a normal ocean but it actually had a name in the native language translating into Ocean. She nudged him and he shook awake and replied.
"Marx. Probably you have never heard such a name before.
"You are right. I have never heard such a name. You must be from very far away. You can call me Mia," she replied.
" Mia is a pretty name for a pretty lady like you. You will make a fine lady in the future," Marx could not help but commend her.
" Let me take you into the village then. I might as well find you a place for you to put up for the night. It will get dark anytime soon," she said and started leading them back. For the first time, it was like everyone was just noticing them.
Most people gave him an odd gaze mainly because he was dressed too much different from them. But their gazes turned to curiosity and they now looked at him like a guest. They watched him as they walked to the village.
But there were other gazes on Mia. It seemed that she was well known and everyone knew of the rules. Unmarried girls were not supposed to wear any covering on their upper body. What did it mean when she was covering all of her upper body? No one does that even the married ones.
Also, what was the deal behind her wearing similar clothing with him? These clothes were never seen in their village. Also, she was talking with him casually and happily than they had ever seen her.
But the oddity was that wearing any covering on your upper body meant that you were married or were planning on getting married or they had given their hearts to someone who they all knew.
But she had her upper body covered and she seemed that she was walking with whoever she had given her heart to. Only that they were seeing him for the first time. But they could only accept that he was more worthy than any of their youths. He was handsome than any other guy in the village.
Wait... Was she not leading him towards the direction of her home? Was she already planning on introducing him? She was not yet of age...