Nyx turned bright pink. Having him inside her mind? With all of the little fantasies and wants and desires she'd been building up in the back of her subconscious for the past month?
"As long as you promise to not poke around too much," she said in a thin voice.
"I'll try." He said. "I can't promise."
"You'd better promise."
"Fine." He said. He finished his curry.
Nyx finished hers as well. It was extremely spicy, but she handled it like a pro. And like a pro translated to gulping down not only her water, but half of Vozreal's as well.
"Um," she said, attempting to regain her composure, "how did you like the curry?"
"Too mild." He stated. "Overhyped in spice."
"Shall we go back?"
"Yeah." She nodded. "Should we look for apples on the way?"
"I packed a lot just in case."
"That would explain why your suitcase was so heavy." She scowled at him.
"What?? I LOVE apples."
"I don't know what to say to that."
They went back to the house.
"Lay on the bed."
She turned bright red. "What?!"
"It's easier if you lay on the bed. And I'm not gonna fuck you, no matter how much you want me to."
"You promise not to try anything?" She laid down hesitantly.
"I promise."
"All right then." She closed her eyes.
He touched her forehead and was in her mind.
He saw a thing labeled Vozreal. He went to look in it. Before it was all the little fantasies and wants and desires that had been building up. He blushed profusely. He walked out.
(What are those thoughts, exactly???)
"Ahh! Here it is…" He said, locating the memory of Anne making it. Fortunately, this memory, she told them the recipe, though Nyx didn't remember. Repressed, probably.
"Now, to download them…" he said, doing so.
After 2 minutes, he had finished and went out of Nyx's mind.
He panted.
"Well then…" He said, blushing at those… other thoughts.
(Dirty little secrets and the like. See bottommost post of previous page.)
"Did you get it?" Noticing he was blushing, she sat up. Still clothed. Good. "You promise you didn't do anything?"
"Nope! However… I know what you want me to do~" he flirted
Her nose turned pink. "Vozreal Rafter, you swear on your LIFE you didn't do anything? …Or see anything?"
"I swear." He lied, and he deliberately made sure that she knew that he was lying
She sat up and put her nose an inch from his, her teal eyes burning. "You're lying."
"Dammit. Fine. I saw your desires." He admitted.
"But nothing else!"
"You promised."
"I did not. I said I would try not to."
"…what exactly did you see?"
"That you wanted to fuck me. And do more… Lewd things… With me. Specifically kinky things. I'm sorry for breaking your trust."