World After Worlds

Yanarym, in the beginning, had to shatter Lyndon's pride to get him to kneel on her feet. But who else would expect that all it took to get him captivated was...unconditional assurance? By this, she meant an unconditional affection of someone who he could trust his life with. It sounded romantic. It did not fit Lyndon's characteristics. She can't guarantee this theory just by staying with him for two months. However, it was enough time to do some tests on him. So far. It showed that he certainly was that kind of person.

The reason why he liked Tiana so much aside from the part of her outright kindness. Was it because Tiana emits ... what should I call it… loyalty, trusting radiance? After all, Lyndon had an issue with trust. Looking at Tiana objectively, she seemed a trustworthy peer who would be there where you needed her the most. She would rarely show her disheveled expression and would always make people around her comfortable with her words and presence.

Lyndon might not be looking for that type of relationship but because he had the taste, he could not let it go that easily. It was savory. More important note, Lyndon was a very in denial individual. A tsundere… the harsher his words were the more the person was closer to him. But Tiana did not know that or she did not bother to put any understanding between them. She somehow saw Lyndon's affection as contempt or bullying. It was a misunderstanding.

The plan had not changed, she would still want to crush Lyndon's pride. He would still be begging for forgiveness. "You're so thick-faced claiming me like I am really yours," Lyndon sneered at her.

Yanarym stared at him and the curl of his lips gradually faded, he could not look away but she could feel how his body tensed. With no words, she leaned toward him and kissed his lips. It was short, like a peck. He was stiffened and his hands returned to holding her. Lyndon gulped and he could feel how his chest tightened as soon as her lips landed on his. How long had it been since the last time she was this aggressive? If she won't initiate about them, there would be no connection with them at all.

She closed her eyes, Lyndon's breathing became ragged, he could not breathe through his mouth because he kept it tightly shut. She landed another peck on him, her arms slipped on his neck, and hugged him to her embrace. Unlike her vigorous usual kissing, this felt more innocent. Like all she wanted to do was kiss him, mark him… hold him dearly. "Be nice to me," she murmured and smiled, he unconsciously loosened his tight grasp on her along with the tension on his shoulders. He held her close but not in a way that could hurt her.

He was not sure what expression he had right now but he was comfortable. It was cozy receiving the caring kisses that were not only bestowed on his lips but spread on his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, to his eyes. She was kissing everywhere.

"Lyn-lyn knows when to behave, isn't he a good boy?" It was not jeering, she was praising him. She stopped planting those dearing gestures on him and patted his head with her palm and rested hers on his shoulder while she buried her face on his neck.

Lyndon opened his eyes and looked at the table across from them. No one was speaking nor moving, but he did not feel slight discomfort from their position. Her fingers continued to brush his hair and he could feel the warmth of her breath on his skin. She was not driving him crazy this time. It was as if she was comforting him—would comfort her as well.

Is she that sad because of the cafeteria incident? What did Ejai do?

"Kiss me more," she paused while stroking his hair. Even he was surprised at his request but did not show her his flustered reaction from his own doing. "Please."

She giggled and pushed her body so that she could rise from leaning toward him. When she regained her distance, she stared at him. He was tamed, not completely, but she knew how to do it. Yanarym placed her hands on his chest and caressed his lips with her lips. His lower lips were being bitten by her thin lips, then he could feel her teeth, grazing in between. It was not wild, it was passionate but not too sensual.

He lunged his tongue in her mouth but she retreated, "No. Not that. No tongues." She said in a mellow tone. Lyndon gulped and suppressed his emotion, voluntarily she kissed him again. But the comfort was starting to wear off, he wanted her… but she was not attacking him, and he was not allowed to do so too.

Her breathing was gradually becoming heavy, Lyndon roamed his palm to her waist and her hips, to her shoulders. But still, she was not getting any fiercer at all. When he thought she would start to savor him, she would kiss the other parts of his face instead. It was making him burn, his stomach was already churned from the moment she sat on him. Now they are making out, he felt so tormented and pleasured at the same time.

"It's not enough," he growled when she stopped kissing his lips again. "How can it be a kiss with no tongue?" He repressed his upset tone but it could not be concealed.

"Don't be greedy." She pushed up and without notice stood up. But because he was still holding her she sprang back on his lap. "Let me go. I got my payment."

He was dazed and bewildered when he heard her. At first, it sounded like a joke but looking at her he confirmed she was serious. All she intended to do with him was a kiss—no more or less—they were not that active so he thought all those times that she was clinging on to him, she wanted to covet him. But as he recalled all she did was touch him and asked him if he wanted her.

Whenever he would warn her to stop, she would stop immediately but still, she would want to nuzzle with him. Did that mean between them, he was the one who was desiring such an event to unfold? No, if she did not want a sexual relationship with him. She should have not offered her body.

"Is that it? You will not spread your legs right now?" He creased his brows. Instead of being offended she laughed at his remark.

"Your true love is coming and I have to spread my legs right now? Do you want to get caught cheating? You're not even in a relationship with her yet and you're ruining it for your flesh satisfaction?"

"Shut your mouth, you are the slut here. You seduce me, whenever you can. Don't compare me to you. Flesh satisfaction, tsk." Yanarym laughed at his sharp mouth. Is he that disappointed? He was so angry.

"I told you to be nice to me. Stop saying things you don't mean." She said softly, "Plus, yesterday, I gave you a chance to sleep with me but you threw me out your door. You even paralyzed me, you know I hate that a lot. I guess that's my punishment for you." She laughed again and pinched his cheeks, "Besides, I need to be with Kraig tonight." With her statement he knew, he let go of holding her and she stood up.

Lyndon gawked his eyes on her as she straightened her wrinkled dress. He felt angry but did not know why. He just wanted to bully Yanarym right now but that—he can't even do that. Lyndon conceded to silence.

Enoua. It was an interesting thing that existed in this world. Yanarym was curious how it worked for the victim. 'That's right, enoua can only make its victim ecstatic with no harmful physical damage done to the body—that is why it was dangerous, the good feeling of the enoua caused it hard to let go of the victims.' But was not enoua just a term for the thing that humans usually get addicted to? The withdrawal was not seen physically they affected intangible things. For example emotional starvation.

Lyndon was in that process, he was on a diet of receiving her affection but he liked it. However, he hated it as well, every time he was done expressing his true self through body language, he would repent for it. Yanarym was not good for him, was what he thought. So, as much as he could, he wanted to suppress the cravings he had for her. But once he had been given the chance to cheat on his diet, he would binge.

"Yanarym, leave." He uttered and stood up as well, ready to force her to get out. "Walk away by yourself, I don't want to repeat the scenario yesterday."

"Alright, I love you." She tiptoed and kissed him on his cheek, "Goodbye."