>>43393098
>Exercise
Then
>Shower

>>43393098
Guys, I've figured it out, Moriarty is The Creator. I'm not talking about the champion. We've been played from the start!

>>43393133
Like a goddamn fiddle!

>>43393098
>Practice magic

>>43393098
This >>43393132

Not gonna lie, Abigail being domestic is adorable.

>writing

>>43393133
>>43393150
Never before has deception been so adorable

You move behind the couch and push it over a bit to make some room, then you take up your position.

You start with the simple stretches, before moving onto the more complex movements. You try to work strengthening and time manipulation in, but it's too hard to focus on both. So you stick to strengthening, as it's the one you've had the least practice with.

"You're pretty good at that for a beginner" Abigail says.

You look over to see her holding a bag of icing, and concentrating on her work.
"It's easy enough" You say.
"With a few months of practice" She says. "You've been at this for what... less than a week?"
"It's a simple concept. All I have to do is move the mana where I want it" You say.

She looks up for a second and smiles. "Maybe it's just the two of you" She says.
"What do you mean?" You ask.
"Well, Safi is miles ahead of where she should be when it comes to using off-affinity stuff. You've just about mastered strengthening in only a few days" She says. "You two are scary"

"Not to you, I hope" You say.
"Oh, of course not. I'm on your side, after all" She says.

You finish up your exercise with a final stretch. "Can I see it yet?" You ask.
"Almost" She says.
"Well, I'll be in the shower if you need me" You say.
"Mind if I join you once this is done?" She asks.

>Go ahead

>I'd rather not

>Other

>>43393708
>Go ahead

>>43393708
>>Go ahead
Fuck it, my girl Claire is crazy

>>43393708
>Go ahead

>writing

You say nothing, only giving her a smile as you walk into the bathroom. She smiles back. You think she got the message.

In the bathroom, you toss your clothes into a pile beside the toilet and turn the water on. You catch a glimpse of your scar in the mirror, and decide to examine it.

You now know that this came from Safi. She bit you in order to break your fascination with that weird ball, and then you left her behind. You're so much stronger now than you were then, but it still isn't enough.

You couldn't save Safi from Harvey, and now she gets to suffer until Sunday while you sit on your thumbs.
You couldn't save Yui from the Spy, even though she was your little sister and you knew she was in danger.

You hang your head and take a breath. Killing the Spy did nothing to alleviate the Yui sized hole in your heart. Killing Harvey won't bring back all the years you've lost with Safi.

It feels like your goals are out of place. But no matter how much thought you put into them, you can't think of anything else to do.

"Something wrong?" Abigail asks. You hadn't bothered to close the door.
"No... It's nothing" You say.

She gives you a half smile, before putting her hands on your cheeks and giving you a kiss.

"That's a lie and you know it" She says. "But lets get cleaned up first"

You're about to question that first line, when Abigail takes her shirt off. After that, a short "Okay" is about all you manage to get out.

>[1/2]

"I had no idea it took that long to wash that much hair" You say as you finish toweling yourself off.
"It's not that bad" She says. "Drying it takes longer"

You hug her from behind, and kiss her on the neck."Have you considered cutting it for convenience's sake?" You ask.
She pouts. "I like having long hair" She says. "If you don't like it-"
"I never said that I don't like it" You say. "But when it takes that long..."

"It was shorter with the extra hands" She says.
"Glad to be of use" You say.

For the first time since you started seeing Abigail, you managed to actually clean yourselves with her present.

Well... you got some cleaning done those last two times... just in very specific areas.

"I should probably ask this now before I get done up and dressed..." She says.
"What's up?" You ask.
"Are we going to school today?" She asks. "I'm fine with staying here, because if I see Claire I don't trust that my restraint will hold. But if you want to go..."

>We should go in today

>Hooky is fine with me

>Other

>>43394246
>Hooky is fine with me
"I don't think I could concentrate on school anyways."

I certainly fucking couldn't.

>>43394246
>Hooky is fine with me
Probably still not fine, emotionally, and not keen on running into safi or anyone so we can wallow in how much we cant do anything to help.
Should just spend the day getting gud

>>43394246
>>Hooky is fine with me

>writing

"I'd rather not have you do something crazy, and I don't think I'm quite ready yet" You say.
You see her smile in the mirror. "I never said I'd do something crazy" She says.

"Something stupid then" You say.
"Now that is something I would do" She says.

"You did do me, after all" You say.
Abigail giggles. "Aww, you're not that stupid" She says.
"Not even going to deny it, eh?" You ask.

She turns and kisses your cheek. "Not as stupid as what I'd do to Claire" She says.
"Thank you for your confidence" You say.

"I still need to know what we're doing" She says.
"Why's that?" You ask.
"Well, I don't wanna get dressed if we're not going anywhere anytime soon" She says. "If we stay here I can just throw my pajamas back on and not bother with makeup"

"I don't think you need makeup" You say.
"So we aren't going anywhere?" She asks.
"That's not what I meant" You say.

Abigail takes a second to work it out. "Oh" She says, smiling and turning your head so she can kiss you. "You're sweet"

You smile back.
You do still need to decide on that though...

>Stay in

>Head to the warehouse

>Go out somewhere with Abigail

>Other

>>43394566
>Head to the warehouse
Be proactive I suppose. We can take her out to dinner before the Blood Moon or something.

>>43394566
>Go out somewhere with Abigail
Let's go on a proper date

>>43394566
>>Head to the warehouse
Let's do a bit of training then we can come back and make dinner for her or something.

>writing

>>43394566
>Head to the warehouse
Then go get groceries for dinner.

Also, where the goddess at?

>>43394761
On timeout at Jess's I assume.

"I was thinking of heading to the warehouse for a bit" You say. "Maybe get in some more practice with guns and such before I find other obligations"

"Do I get to come?" She asks.
"Do you want to come?" You ask.
"I do" She says. "Some of the stuff that Ms. Browning has in there is fascinating. She said that I could take a closer look at some of it next time I was there"
"If I ask Jess about that, will she say the same thing?" You ask.

Abigail pouts. "Of course she will" She says. "I wouldn't just go messing with another mage's storehouse without her permission"
"Alright then" You say. "I should throw on some clothes and go ask Jess for the key then"

"I'll start getting ready as well" She says.

Abigail turns and kisses you, throwing her arms over your neck and pulling you into her as she does. You get further into it, and end up having to force yourself to part from her.

Abigail smiles and bites her bottom lip. "Or maybe I won't..." She says.
You kiss her again. "Get dressed" You say.

She pouts, and then giggles. "Okay" She says.

>[1/2]

You hastily throw on a pair of underwear, pants, and a shirt. Say what they will about your basic fashion sense, it's damn quick to get into.

Unless you put your shirt on backwards... let's just flip that around... there. Now you're dressed.

You head out the door, take 5 steps over to Jessica's apartment, and knock on the door.

After a second, it opens. "Mornin' Saif" Jessica says. "What's up?"
"I was wondering if I could get the key for the warehouse" You say.
"Hoping to go over there and get some practice in?" She asks.

You nod.

"Bringing Abigail along too? I did tell her she could-"
"Have a look around, yeah. She told me" You say. "Since when were you guys on good terms?"
"She's not... that bad" Jessica says. "I mean, she's pretty nice once you get to know her... and we do have some things in common"
"Huh" You say. "Never thought I'd see you guys getting along"

"Stranger things have happened" She says.
"You're telling me" You say.
"Alright, hang on. I'll grab the key" She says.

>Thank her

>Ask if Kyla's up

>Other

>>43395112
>Thank her
>Ask if Kyla's up
We should probably clear the air a little.

>>43395112
>>Thank her
>>Ask if Kyla's up

>writing

Jessica heads back into her apartment.

"Thanks" You say.
"Don't mention it" She says. "If getting better at shooting helps you survive, then my guns are your guns"

She comes back out, putting the keys in your hand and giving you a kiss on the cheek. "Just so long as you don;t shoot yourself" She says.
"I wouldn't worry about that" You say. "Oh... is uh... is Kyla awake?"
"She is" Jessica says. "Want to talk to her?"

"I do" You say.
"I'll go get her then" She says. "You really should make good with her at some point"
"Easier said than done" You say.
"Oh, sweetie. None of the important things are ever easy" She says. "wait right there"

Jessica heads back in, and after a moment Kyla comes out.

"Hey..." She says.
"Hey" You reply. "Look... I'm sorry I blew up at you yesterday"
"No it's... I kinda earned that" She says. "You were right. I should have done more, even if it meant going to the other gods"

>Are we cool?

>Have you given what I said any thought?

>Other

>>43395506
>>Are we cool?

>>43395506
>Are we cool?

>>43395506
>Are we cool?

>>43395506
>Have you given what I said any thought?
Solving the problem

>writing

"Are we cool then?" You ask.
"Yui is still..."

"I know" You say. "But this has already cost me one person, I'd rather not lose another. So are we cool?"
Kyla hugs you. "Yeah, we're cool" She says.

"Want to come to the warehouse with me and Abigail?" You ask.
"No thanks. I'm going to meet with the Smith" She says.

"Getting friendly with the other gods?" You ask.
"Not exactly... but I think that maybe you were right" She says. "I could use some loosening up"
"Well I guess what they say about old dogs and new tricks was wrong after all" You say.

"I am not old" She says.
You laugh. "So I couldn't make fun of you for looking young, and now I can't make fun of you for being old?" You ask.
"I'm a goddess. You shouldn't be making fun of me at all" She says.
"I disagree" You reply.

Kyla glares at you, but breaks into laughter after a few seconds.

>Anything else you want to ask/say?

>>43395894
"Just keep an open mind okay? I'll see you later tonight."

>writing

>>43395951
Essentially this

You ruffle her hair. "Just keep an open mind, okay?" You ask.
"Fine..." She says.

"I'll probably see you later then" You say. "Tell the smith I said hi"
"I will" She says.

You say your goodbyes and head back to your apartment. There, you find Abigail all dressed. You take back your comment about earlier: quicker does not mean better.

"You look good" You say.
She smiles. "I thought so too" She says. "Ready to go?"
"Hang on" You say.

You put on socks and shoes, then make sure you're at least half as presentable as she is and get your wallet and stuff. "Okay, now I'm good"

Abigail giggles and grabs her purse, then she hooks an arm over yours. "Then let's go" She says.

The two of you head out the door, and walk to the elevator. She leans her head on your shoulder as it descends. It feels an awful lot like you're a couple... even if you're not...

Unless you are...

You sigh. Best not to dwell on that. Let's just keep things simple for now.

You reach the ground floor and walk out of the building.

"So, where to?" She asks.

>Breakfast first

>Warehouse

>Other

>>43396398
>Breakfast first
No use training on an empty stomach.

>>43396398
>Breakfast first

>>43396398
>>Breakfast first

>writing

So guys, have you put any additional thought into my idea, if we wish away the moon we would free earth from the gods forever. It'd also stop anyone from ever undoing our work and make it so that the gods could come over if they really wanted to for non-violent reasons.

>>43396681
NO NO NO NO!
Don't wish away the moon, that would destroy the earth's environment. Simply wish the moon stops absorbing magic. Also, it would not free the earth from gods. They still love the earth because there is more magic here, the moon is not responsible for that, the sun is.

"Breakfast first" You say, starting on in the direction of the bus terminal.
Abigail looks confused for a second. "Yes. I completely forgot about breakfast" She says. "We going back up?"

"Nah. There's a place on the way to the terminal. Come on, I'll take you there" You say.
"Do they do pancakes?" She asks.
"Yes" You say. "Why, is it important that they serve pancakes?"
"I wouldn't trust it if they don't serve pancakes" She says. "What kind of breakfast place doesn't serve pancakes?"

"You just really like pancakes don't y-"
"And yes. I really like pancakes" She says.
"I figured" You say. "You do seem to have a bit of a sweet tooth"
"My only weakness" She says.

"It's not a bad weakness to have" You say.
"I guess" She says.

You walk most of the way to the breakfast place in relatively comfortable silence, until Abigail speaks up.

"So... hey. I wanted to ask you something" She says.
You look at her, and wait for the question.
"Ummm... how cool would you be with maybe... I dunno... maybe meeting my parents?" She asks.
"Don't they hate me because I'm the Guardian?" You ask.

"They don't hate you... per se... I mean, you could convince them to see things your way if you met them..." She says.

"What brought this on?" You ask.
"I feel kinda bad for ditching my home, y'know?" She asks. "I know that they're kind of jerks sometimes... but they're still my parents..."

>If you really want me to...

>maybe once this is all over

>I'm gonna have to say no

>Other

>>43396968
>If you really want me to...

"Hello, I am going to kill off Harvey."

>>43396968
>If you really want me to...
"Though from what you told me it seemed like they were raised believing in the Tyrant, it probably won't be easy."

>>43396968
>If you really want me to...

>writing

"If you really want me to... I guess I can" You say.
Abigail smiles. "Ohhh thank you!" She says. "It probably won't be for another few days, but I'll see if I can't get back in contact with them!"

Abigail looks really happy. It never occurred to you how broken up she might have actually been about leaving home...

"You do remember that I plan on killing Harvey, right?" You ask.
"I know" She says, giving you a cheeky smile. "Which is why I'm going to plan this to be on for next Monday"

You lean over and kiss her, unhooking your arm so you can put it over her shoulder. She moves her arm around your waist, and you walk like that the rest of the way to the breakfast place.

You walk in and sit down. Abigail decides what she wants very quickly, and you figure that you'll just get the same thing you usually get here...

After the waitress has taken your order, you turn back to Abigail.

>Ask what her parents are like

>Ask why she likes sweets so much

>Ask how she managed to bake a whole cake while you were in the arena

>Other

>>43397537
>Ask what her parents are like

>>43397537
>Ask what her parents are like

>>43397537
>>Ask what her parents are like

>writing

Captcha was pancakes. It's like it knows

"Well, if I'm going to be meeting them.I guess I should know what they're like" You say.
"They aren't so bad" She says. "They might be a little stuck in their beliefs, but they're not exactly strict or harsh"

"Stuck in their beliefs as in their beliefs about the golden age?" You ask.
"And... umm... they might need some time to get over... uhh... your skin colour..." She says.
"Ah" You say. "You don't think they'll like the idea of their daughter dating a brown guy?"

"It's not... well... I mean... yeah. Basically" She stammers out.
"That's okay" You say. "I've come to expect that sort of thing from most middle aged white people"
"I'm glad you're not offended, at least" She says. "Try to keep it that way when you meet them"

"So long as they don't call me anything really offensive" You say.
"I'll tell them that" She says.

You lean back into your chair, and Abigail takes a sip from the glass of water in front of her. She promptly starts coughing.

"You okay?" You ask.
She finishes coughing. "Yeah... yeah" She says. "But... did you say we were dating?"

Did you...? Right. Yeah, you did say that.
"I did" You say.
"Are we dating?" She asks. "It's not a problem with me... I mean, we never really said anything officially or anything..."

>We are

>We aren't

>Other

>>43398019
>>We are
Sleeping together, living together, getting food together, spending the day together.

To say otherwise would be something something a river in Egypt.

>>43398019
>We are

>>43398019
>We are

>>43398019
>We are
Might as well, not like sticking our dick in crazy is the better option.

>writing

"We eat together, we live together... Fuck, we even sleep and shower together" You say. "I think it's safe to say that we've gone a little ways past being friends"
Abigail blushes and smiles bashfully. "Y-yeah... I guess we have" She says. "I guess it's weird hearing it out loud"

"Well it's out in the open now" You say.
"And here I though I'd lost you to Claire..." She says.
"I think you have Claire herself to thank for that" You say.

"Aww, my charms didn't win you over?" She asks.
"Of course they did" You say. "I wouldn't be here with you if I didn't like you"

Abigail is surprisingly cute when she gets shy. It seems so out of character for her, but it still fits.

After a few minutes pass, your food arrives and the two of you start eating.

Though Abigail does decide to play footsie with you under the table...

>[1/2]

After finishing your breakfast, the waitress comes back with the bill.

"I'll get this" Abigail says.
"Don't worry about it, I-"

Abigail reaches into her purse despite your protests, but immediately recoils her hand and shrieks.

"What's wrong?" You ask.
"There's something in my purse" She says.
"What kind of something?" You ask.
"It was furry..." She says.

You put a hand over your face, and call Moriarty. Your kitten pops his head out of Abigail's purse, and meows to announce his presence.

"M-moriarty?" Abigail says.
"Mew" Moriarty replies.

"He must've snuck in there before you grabbed it" You say.
Abigail softly bops him on the head. "Bad kitty. Don't scare me like that" She says.

Moriarty seems indifferent to her scolding.

While Abigail scolds your cat, you leave some cash on the bill. "Set to go?" You ask.
Abigail looks at you, then sees the cash on the bill. "I was gonna pay..." She says.
"And I said don't worry about it" You say. "Let's go"

Abigail pouts as she grabs her purse, with your cat still inside. "I'll get lunch then" She says.
"Deal" You say, slipping your arm back over her shoulder.

>[2/3]

You head out of the restaurant, and start back on your way to the terminal.

"So how did it actually go last night?" She asks.
"Well enough" You say. "I was pretty much right about the Spy. Once his ambush didn't work, he was a pretty easy target"
"Safi come out alright?" She asks.
"She was fine. I had her slow right down to the point where she was basically invincible" You say. "She seemed tired, though. Apparently Harvey didn't let her sleep"

"Figures that chump would be willing to sacrifice a prime mage like Safi over a damn grudge..." She says.
"Not the worst thing he's done to her, but yeah... I can see why you're annoyed" You say.
"What's the worst thing?" She asks.

"I don't wanna talk about it" You say.
"Oh... sorry" She says.

"So what made you want to bake a cake last night?" You ask.
"Well... it's your birthday isn't it?" She asks. "Plus I like baking"
"How did you get it done so fast?" You ask.
"Magic" She says.

>How does magic help bake a cake?

>Why do you like baking?

>Ask when her birthday is

>Other

>>43398816
>How does magic help bake a cake?
>Ask when her birthday is

>>43398816
>>Ask when her birthday is

>>43398816
I suppose all of the above

Start with
>How does magic help bake a cake?

Which leads to
>>Why do you like baking?

Which leads to
>>Ask when her birthday is

>>43398816
>How does magic help bake a cake?
Does body magic work on inanimate objects? Is there some form of alchemy that turns lead into cake?

>writing

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I didn't expect Abigail winning the Saifbowl only because she is objectively the most sane person.

>>43399033
I didn't really know what to think about her during the first week but she's really grown on me.

>>43399033
Moriarty waifu is objectively the best waifu.

>>43399033
Problem is I liked Claire, but she is fucking crazy. Abigail is pretty sweet and honest. Also there's no Selene to gush over.

>>43399033
I always liked her best

"How does magic help bake a cake?" You ask.
"My magic does" She says. "You use aeromancy to move the hot air into and through the cake, which bakes it more quickly"
"How does that work?" You ask.
"I'll show you sometime" She says.
"Is the magic stuff the reason why you like baking?" You ask.
"It's part of it" She says. "I used to make stuff all the time to practice both my baking and magic"

"So what's the rest of it?" You ask.
"It's relaxing, and the end result is usually delicious" She says. "Just wait until you taste it for yourself"
"When will that be?" You ask.
She smiles. "Later"

The two of you make your way to the bus stop just in time to catch your bus. It's not a long ride to the warehouse, but it is a pleasant one.

Abigail puts her head on your shoulder, and you lean your head on hers.
"Comfy?" You ask.
Abigail nods. "You have a good shoulder for this" She says.

You laugh.

>[1/2]

You reach your stop, and hop off the bus.

Abigail stretches herself out once her feet are on the ground, then she hooks her arm behind your waist in one seamless motion.

"Smooth" You say, putting your arm back over her shoulder. "You practice that one?"
"That level of smoothness comes naturally to me" She says. "So, how do we get there from here?"

You lead the way, taking her down to and through the warehouses until you find the one you're looking for.

You unlock the door and step in, searching the wall beside the door for the light switch. Your hand finds it and you give it a flick, making all the lights come on.

"Alright" Abigail says. "I'm gonna go look through her stuff. You do what you came for"

>Look through the stuff with Abigail

>Go get some firearm practice

>Go get some sword practice

>Other

>>43399333
>Go get some sword practice

>>43399333
>>Go get some sword practice

>>43399333
>Look through the stuff with Abigail
>Go get some sword practice

>>43399333
>>Go get some sword practice

>writing

"Have fun" You say. "If any of it tries to eat you, just yell and I'll be right over"
"I doubt that any of it will try to eat me..." She says."B-but if any of it does, I'll be sure to call out for you"

You give her a kiss, and then head your separate ways. She walks off to the shelves, and you lock the door before heading over to the rubbery training dummy.

You push the sword out of your pathways, and it materializes in your hand.

It's funny. The more you learn about magic, the more impressed you are with this thing. You wonder just how much work the Smith had to put into it to make it able to dissolve into mana like that.

You may ask her that next time you see her, but for now it's time to practice. You're passable at using this thing, but you want to be good. Passable won't cut it if you run into someone that actually knows what they're doing...

Like Harvey. According to what you learned from Safi, he's no slouch with a sword. The Glutton's blade is only a blade for this war because he knows how to use one.

It won't be the first time you face someone better than you with a sword. But this time, kicking him in the face won't get you kicked out...

You shake your head and take up a stance. Focus, Saif.

>Roll some dice.
>1d20, taking the 1st 3 and adding them up

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>43399705
pls

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>43399705

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>43399705

>writing

You give the dummy a few test swings, and it bounces and jiggles comically.

"Okay..." You say.

This thing supposedly can't take any damage, and thus far you haven't even managed to chip the damn thing. So you go and grab a red marker from a white board over by the bar, and make a mark on the dummy.

You hold your sword out, checking your distance. You'll hammer that red mark and only that red mark. You won't relent no matter how tired you get, you won't miss no matter how much the damn thing moves. Not until you've put a friggin' dent into this thing.

You get started with a thrust, throwing all of your weight into it. The dummy swings backwards, so you enter fast time to ready your next strike, and go back into real time to get in a good overhand swing while it's still reeling from your thrust.

It swings forward after your strike, so you step back and hit the mark again from below. The dummy swings back again, so you nail it with several thrusts in succession.

You continue like this for several minutes, going back and forth with the dummy. Advancing when it gets knocked back, stepping off when it swings forward. By the time you finish, you're sweating like crazy, you're out of breath, and your arms both hurt.

But the dummy is damaged. You admire your work for a moment, looking at the spot where you managed to chip the damn thing.

Then you hear Abigail scream... well, it sounds a more like a squeal than a scream...

>Go check it out

>Stay here

>Other

>>43400120
>Go check it out
Ruh roh. Did she get a magical sword too?

>>43400120
>Go check it out

>>43400120
>>Go check it out

>writing

You rush over to where you heard the cream from, and find Abigail sitting on the floor playing with Moriarty.

"What's up?" You ask.
"He's trying to eat me" She says.

You look, and sure enough Moriarty is nibbling Abigail's finger...

"You were supposed to... nevermind" You say.
Abigail giggles. "Wow, you sure worked up a sweat" She says.
"I was trying to put a dent in the rubber-wood practice dummy" You say.
"Did you do it?" She asks.
"I chipped it. That was enough for me" You say.

"That much work just to chip it?" She asks.
"I know, it surprised me too" You say, walking over to where she's sitting. "Find anything interesting?"
"A few things, and some other stuff I'll have to ask about" She says.

"Anything in particular?" You ask.
"She's got storage crystals, and a whole bunch of books. Plus a few enchanted pieces that I want to ask her about" Abigail says. "Oh! And there's this weird looking tube-chamber thing. I'm not sure what it's for, but it looks like it belongs in a sci fi"

"Huh..." You say.

>Go back to practicing

>Check out the enchanted stuff

>What are storage crystals?

>Check out the tube

>Other

>>43400510
>>Go back to practicing

>>43400510
>What are storage crystals?
>Check out the enchanted stuff

>>43400510
>Go back to practicing

>>43400510
>Check out the enchanted stuff

>>43400510
>>Check out the tube

>writing

>>43400804
What could it possibly do? Kill us!?

By the way, can we abuse our immortality and commit an elaborate suicide to confuse everybody? (have abigal dress up as dark vader, dress up as Obi-Wan/Ben Kenobi and then recreate that death scene from star wars. Scream incoherently about how this world is actually the matrix before trying to jump from one rooftop to another, and then vanish after splatting.

>>43400843
Maybe in the lighthearted hyjinks version of Blood Moon.

>>43400857
Couldn't we also pull a D.B. Cooper? Dress up in his outfit, get a suitcase full of marked and faked bills, and then fall in the middle of a city with a malfunctioning parachute? Imagine how confused everyone would be.

You consider going back to practice, but you still feel drained.

"Sounds good" You say. "I could probably use a break"
"And a towel" She says. "I think I saw one over there..."
"It's not a magic murdering towel or something, right?" You ask. "Like... it'll burn my face off if I use it?"
"Nonsense, why would I give you something like that?" She says as she stands up and puts a hand on your cheek, closing in until her nose is touching yours. "I happen to like your face"

You smile and put your hands on her hips, and then she kisses you. You pull her in, and kiss her back.

After playing the two-tongue-tango for a bit, you pull away. "Are we getting distracted?" You ask.
"Distracted from what?" She asks. Her breath is heavy and warm.
You take a couple breaths before answering. "I dunno"

Then you move back in, putting your hands under her but so you can lift her up. She responds by wrapping her legs around you as you push her up against a wall.

"Do I still have to call out for you, if it's you that's eating me?" She asks, giggling as you kiss her neck.
"You absolutely do" You say.
"Noted" She says.

And that's all for tonight!

Next thread might be tomorrow, if it's not then expect on on Monday or Tuesday.

Can't stick around for long, but I'll stay for a few minutes in case anyone has questions/suggestions.

>>43401050
Thanks for the run boss.

>>43401050
Thanks for running boss.

lewdbin when?

>>43401077
Stepping away from those for now, since I've already done like... 3 with Abigail alone, and this is basically the same stuff. If something different ends up happening, then I'll do one.

>>43401142
awwwwwwwwwww