Chapter 48: Moral Lesson 101 with Professor Nightmare
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.
It wasn’t like I never thought about that. I mean...wasn’t it normal to have one or two naughty thoughts while sleeping in the same bed? It was just...in reality, being the object of other’s sexual desire was rather...terrifying.
I couldn’t help but become flustered as the whole scene replayed inside my head. Especially because the one who did it was right in front of me. I felt like my face was burning, and even without looking in the mirror, I knew I was beet red already. I was so flustered that I ended up turning my face away from him, in a pathetic attempt of hiding my embarrassment.
"I’m truly sorry," he whispered into my palm, and it turned my fluster into confusion.