Chapter 8: It wasn’t just in my throat.. ⊂((・▽・))⊃
She walked towards the pink door and stood in the middle for a second... Before turning back...
Sarah walked towards Leo, a shy smile on her face... She stood on her toes and kissed him on the lips... But to her surprise, he didn’t get flustered as he usually would. Instead, he held her waist, kissing her back with a newfound intensity she had never seen before...
She lets go of him, her face bright red, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks. All the staff members in the vicinity, though pretending not to notice anything, seemed flustered by the sudden display of affection...
"Babe, don’t go anywhere, okay? Wait right here," she mumbled, quickly heading back towards the changing room...
"You’re such a baby," he said, smiling. "I wouldn’t, okay? Now get going."
She entered the pink door. A few minutes later, the door opened, and Sarah stepped out...
"Babe, how do I look?" Sarah asked, her hands behind her back, her voice a little flustered.
Leo’s eyes widened. He swallowed hard, his gaze sweeping over her. The Nami costume was... revealing. It fit her perfectly, hugging every curve, leaving little to the imagination. He quickly looked around to see if there were any staff members in the vicinity, but there were none. He rushed over, grabbing her hand and pulling her back into the privacy of the pink-doored changing room...
"Babe, what happened? What’s wrong? Is the costume that bad?" Sarah asked, her voice filled with concern as she stumbled into his arms...
"It’s not that," he whispered, his voice rough. He carried her hand down to his jeans, pressing it against his crotch. Her eyes widened, her face instantly turning a bright red as she felt the hard ridge beneath his jeans. "Babe... you’re hard."