"Well then, take your time~"
With that, Milfi-san waved her hand lightly and headed home, leaving just me and Eclair-san alone in the house.
She sat across from me at the table, silently resting her hands on her knees. Unable to endure the awkward silence, I couldn't help but open my mouth.
"...Um, why is that?"
"What do you mean?"
"That... you said it's okay to kiss. Don't you hate me or something?"
"I-I don't hate you, not particularly!"
Her immediate reply came out a bit shaky. "No, but the other day when I touched the curse mark, you said you'd kill me――"
"Th-that time I said that, but... I know it was unavoidable for me too."
"Eh..."
"It was the result of you desperately trying for my sake, right? I was the one who told you to blindfold and plug your ears... we're even, even."
Her unexpected words surprised me a little. I thought she was someone who got angry on impulse, but she had been properly watching over me.
"...Just like Mil-nee said. Once you set your mind to something, you get so absorbed you can't see anything around you. ...Really, you're such an idiot."
Eclair-san muttered it like she was talking to herself. Behind her twisted words, there was a kindness that was hard to grasp but definitely there, seeping through.
"Eclair-san..."
"The -san is annoying now. I'll allow casual speech."
She turned away with a huff, but her ears were bright red. "Th-then... E-Eclair."
"...!"
The instant I called her name, her entire face flushed bright red all at once. Not just her cat ears, but even the twin tails tied at the back bounced up perkily.
Even though she said it was okay herself, what kind of reaction is this...? "Kiss... here I go."
"U-um..."
With our hearts pounding, we stood up and faced each other at a distance close enough to feel each other's breath. "..."
Now it was my turn to get nervous as she fell silent again. Her face bright red, looking down, gripping her hands tightly in front of her body—she looked nothing like her usual strong-willed self.
(Or rather... now that I think about it, but)
Eclair was an absolute stunner of a beautiful girl. Her violet eyes were crystal clear, framed by long lashes that accentuated their sparkle.
Her hair, tied in twin tails at the back, gleamed with a glossy shine, and her pink lips trembled ever so slightly in embarrassment. Up until now, my impressions of her were all shouts and her lunging at me with claws bared.
I never even realized she was such a gorgeous girl. And now, I'm about to kiss her.
Just that thought alone made my heart race even faster. "Um... can you close your eyes?"
"Y-Yes..."
For some reason, she was the one using polite language. Eclair squeezed her eyes shut tightly, like she was escaping something frightening.
She was facing me, but her brow was furrowed with tension, and her lips were pressed firmly together. When I gently touched her shoulder, a fine tremor passed through my hand.
Small, slender, fragile shoulders. She always acted so tough, but maybe deep down, she wanted someone to lean on.
(I have to――do something to help her.)
I took one deep breath and gently pressed my finger to her stiff lips. "!"
Eclair's shoulders jerked with a start. To calm her, I slowly spoke the words.
"――It's okay. Relax."
"U... yeah..."
I lightly traced the edges of her lips. "F... ah..."
A faint breath slipped from Eclair's mouth. I could feel her stiff mouth and brow gradually loosening.
(Is she okay now...?)
"Alright... here I go."
"Mm..."
I gently placed my hand on her shoulder and gazed straight at her face with eyes closed. It was still flushed red, but she seemed calmer than before.
I slowly brought my face closer. At a distance where I could feel the heat of her skin, and finally――our lips met.
A soft, squishy sensation. "...!"
Eclair gasped for an instant but then accepted it. (At first, just a light touch...)
Without rushing, I gradually deepened it. I shifted the angle as if drawing her in, gently tracing her lips.
The way to align our lips, how to breathe, how to touch reassuringly――everything I learned from my experiences with Milfi-san.
Honestly, thinking about another woman at a time like this might not be right. But more than that, right now I wanted to use everything I had to make her feel safe.
"Ah... mm... nnh... ha..."
Though trembling, she didn't refuse. Instead, she leaned into me like she was relying on me, and that weight pressed against my chest.
Eventually, her lips parted slightly. I slowly slipped my tongue inside. "Ah...! N, ha, ah... nn..."
At first, there was a vibe of surprise and holding her breath, but gradually the tension melted away, and she awkwardly touched her tongue to mine.
A warm, small, soft tongue. I gently caressed the tip she hesitantly extended from her mouth, tracing it.
Each time the slippery sensations intertwined, a pleasant heat spread through us. "Nn, fu... haa... nn"
Her breathing grew ragged, sweet moans leaking out in bursts. The moment I couldn't help but lightly nip her tongue――
"Fyaah?!"
Eclair's eyes flew wide open, and she went limp, collapsing. "Ah! A-Are you okay?!"
I hurriedly caught her in my arms; her face was flushed bright red, and she was panting hot breaths. "Haa, haa...♡ Ah... fuah...♡"
Her moist eyes swayed dreamily, her cat tail floating fluffily in the air. The heat radiating from her body filled the room.
"S-sorry, did I go too far?"
To my question, her unfocused eyes turned toward me. "Theo..."
It was the first time she called my name. Before I could even be surprised, she whispered between her ragged breaths. "More... kiss me more♡"
"Eh? ...Wah!"
The next instant, she hugged me with surprising force and pushed me down onto the floor. Her slender body pressed against my chest, and she stole my lips right then.
"W-wait, Eclair... mgh?!"
Without time to resist, a deep, intense kiss overlapped. "Amu♡ Chu... hafuu, nn, nchu♡"
Sweet breaths and the sounds of saliva mixed together, echoing as lewd wet smacks. Our tongues tangled, pulling strings of spit that wet our cheeks.
"Puhah...! E-Eclair?"
"Haa♡ Haa♡ ... Theooo♡"
Her face after we parted was like a completely different person. Moist eyes, flushed cheeks――not from embarrassment, but the heat of raw desire.
(Th-this is... she's in heat...!)