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Medea was scary and frightening, indeed. Nobody had ever managed to survive after infuriating her. However, Psyche was still alive. Yes, she did trigger Medea’s anger times before, but never did Medea lay a hand on her.
They are currently at the back of the Solo’s manor, enjoying the tea and the beautiful garden. The first time Psyche came to the garden was when they body-swapped with each other. It was beautiful, mesmerizing even.
“I heard that the Solon never paid any attention to their garden. It’s weird that you say it is beautiful.” was what people told Psyche. If that garden was not tended carefully, then Psyche wondered what it would look like if it was managed.
A scenery beyond beautiful, Psyche would describe it. It feels like she was in a dreamland. Some time ago, Psyche had asked Medea if she could pay more attention to her garden, and who was Medea to refuse Psyche when she had that puppy look on her face?
“che- Psyche!”
Psyche startled, nearly falling out of her seat. Fortunately, Medea moved quickly enough to grab her wrist and prevent her from falling. Psyche saw Medea’s anxious face when she turned to look at her.
“Psyche? Are you okay?”
“O-Oh! I’m okay! Thank you for helping me!”
“It’s nothing...”
Psyche smiled apologetically, but it couldn’t wash the concerned look on Medea’s face.
“So, did you get what I was saying?”
A moment of silence, then Medea called her again.
“Psyche?”
Psyche jolted again, and Medea took notice of this. It seems that Psyche was keeping something from her. It was obvious that Psyche was concealing something from the expression on her sweaty face to the fidgeting of her hands. What may she have needed to keep secret from her?
“I-Is there something wrong, My Lady...?”
It seemed that Medea had been staring at her for too long.
“You’re hiding something from me.”
Medea’s statement made Psyche’s eyes widened. Did she appear that way to her?
“Lady Medea! That’s not what you think! I was simply... wondering about something...”
“Oh? What were you wondering about that you didn’t pay attention to what I was saying?”
“Uhmm...”
Medea leaned forward, and their lips looked like they could touch any moment. Psyche couldn’t think of an answer if Medea’s face was this close to hers! Glancing from her eyes to her lips then her eyes made Psyche feel dizzy. She didn’t have any other places to avert her eyes to! Everything about Medea is attractive, and no one could deny that fact! Psyche knew her face was bathed in pink hue right now from how hot it felt. Seeing Psyche’s flustered face made Medea’s lips curled up in a smirk. She pulled out her tongue and licked Psyche’s lower lip.
What happened next came as a surprise to Medea: Psyche grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her. She was surprised but still leaned into the kiss.
“How bold of you.”
Medea smirked, then kissed her again before Psyche could mutter out anything. The kiss was so much longer and harder than the previous one, leaving Psyche breathless.
“So? What were you thinking about?”
“I-I was wondering why you never beat me up or hit me when you’re mad at me...”
“Is that so...”
Medea stopped for a moment before her lips curled up again.
“So, you want to get beaten up by... me?”
Medea grinned. Her face right now looks like the times when she’s about to kill someone, however, if not fondness, then amusement can be seen in Medea’s eyes.
It made Psyche shudder.
Now that Psyche mulled over Medea’s question again, her face went bright red. Instinctively, Psyche brought both her hands to cover her face, which made Medea’s grin even wider.
‘S-She couldn’t mean THAT, could she?!?’
“I see you already got it. You’ve become more mature, Psyche.”
“W-What are you talking about, Your Grace...”
Psyche was so embarrassed that she was stuttering, much to Medea’s amusement. A touch on her shoulder made Psyche jolt in shock.
When did Medea get behind her?!
“Psyche... what are you thinking about? You’re wide open.”
Medea’s voice was deep, it made Psyche shiver. Turning around, Psyche was met with an intimidating Medea. She felt so small under Medea’s gaze.
She was not supposed to feel this way! She was supposed to stand equally next to Medea!
Psyche felt like she was just a small prey under the predator's gaze. However, Psyche could not describe this feeling of hers. She felt intimidated, she felt frightened, but she also felt excited. Her heart was beating so fast, and her face burning red.
Without a moment’s notice, Psyche was picked up in a bridal carry. All she muttered out was a yelp.
“M-Medea...?!”
“Hmm?”
“W-Where are you going- Wait, put me down first! I can walk on my own, you know!”
“Is that so... Your action says otherwise.”
Now that Medea mentioned it, Psyche’s hand was around Medea’s neck, not wanting to let go. Too embarrassed of herself, Psyche hid her face on Medea’s shoulder, earning a giggle from the latter.
A thump and a yelp.
Psyche was thrown onto the bed by Medea. She knew what was going to happen, Psyche knew Medea too well.
“M-Medea?!? WAIT!”
Psyche was covering her face again, and Medea was crawling on top of her.
“Hmm?”
“It’s morning?! And you’re planning to- to do... this...?”
Her voice died down in the last part to nothing but a mumble to herself. Medea heard it and grinned. She had always liked this side of Psyche.
“Is that a problem? Or are you saying that we can only do it at night?”
“Yes! Wait, NO! I mean-”
Psyche was shut by Medea’s lips on her own. The kiss was heated, and when both pulled away, a string of saliva could be seen connecting the two lips.
“Since you want to be beaten by me so bad, I’m guessing I could take away your ability to walk for a few days... Not like you will need it if I can carry you easily...”
“MEDEA?!?”
“Hush, Psyche.”
A finger to her mouth was enough to keep Psyche quiet.
This is so unfair! How can she be so intimidating but hot at the same time?! This must be illegal!’
Any thoughts that she had all vanished when Psyche felt Medea’s cool hand on her stomach and Medea’s breath on her collar. The latter bit down hard, earning a moan from Psyche.
“M-Medea- ngh-”
“You shouldn’t talk, Psyche, or you’re going to bite your tounge.”
A kiss, and another bite. This time, the bite was strong enough to draw blood from Psyche’s neck. Medea licked the blood and grinned. Her free hand started to roam freely around Psyche’s body, discovering every part of it.
This wasn’t their first time, yet Psyche was so nervous and embarrassed. She hadn’t gotten used to this... exhilarating experience.
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“Hng...”
Psyche felt tired and sleepy.
Suddenly, memories of their intimate moment came back like a hurricane, and she could do nothing but brought her hands to her face – which was bright red. After a few efforts to shut it, Psyche succeeded.
“I’m wearing... Medea’s clothes?”
Psyche’s features softened and a smile crept up her face. Medea was always gentle and considerate towards her. Even in their heated moment, Medea still made sure what she did didn’t hurt Psyche in any way.
“I hope she could be more considerate with others too...”
Psyche sat up and got off the bed, only for her to stumble and fall headfirst on the ground.
Medea really wasn’t kidding when she told Psyche she would make her unable to walk. She went too hard on her! She couldn’t even feel her legs! Pouting, Psyche tried to stand up again, but her legs gave out. She had the option of crawling using her hands but... it was pushed to the back of her mind when she heard the door open.
It was none other than the one she cherished most, a certain purple-haired girl. Psyche was happy, but given the circumstances, she couldn’t be more embarrassed. Medea face was full of amusement. She knew why Psyche ended up like this but still asked,
“Psyche...? Why are you lying face flat on the floor...?”
Psyche looked up and gave Medea a pout, her face a whose-fault-do-you-think-it-is. Medea only giggled and carried Psyche up, placing her on the bed.
“Medea... you went too hard...”
“I warned you, didn’t I?”
Medea gaze was much softer when it came to Psyche. Psyche giggled at the thought of Medea treating others the way she treats Psyche. There was no doubt that Perion would be bewildered and maybe disgusted while Helio’s soul would leave his body.
“What are you laughing about?”
Psyche smiled brightly and pulled Medea in for a hug.
“Nothing! Just wondering what would happen if you treated others like how you treat me.”
Medea cringed at the thought, and gave Psyche a kiss on the forehead,
“You know very well it won’t ever happen.”
“I know I know, your consideration and gentleness are only reserved for me, yes?”
Medea answered with a hum while playing with Psyche’s golden hair, untangling some locks. After some time, Medea pulled away, stood up and reached a hand to Psyche. Just when Psyche gave her hand out, she realized she couldn’t walk because a certain someone was too hard on her.
Psyche glared at Medea and pouted,
“You’re just teasing me!”
Medea giggled and retrieved her hand, with swift movement, she easily picked Psyche up and carried her in her arms. Psyche was so embarrassed her face was covered in pink blush.
“M-Medea, where are we going...?”
Her voice was hoarse, and she knew very well what caused it. Medea took notice of this and giggled,
“Do you need a cup of water, Psyche?”
“Please do... But Medea, you did not answer my question.”
“Oh? Ah, we’re going down to have dinner.”
Psyche hummed, and a realization struck her.
‘It is already this late? Did I sleep through lunch?’
Medea was indeed too hard on her!
‘Wait...’
“MEDEA!?”
“Yes?”
“Medea, are we going to go eat... this way? Others will shoot weird looks at us...”
Medea smiled softly and patted Psyche’s head, reassuring her that everything would be alright, to which the blonde relaxed a bit.
Still, it was too cringe!
Another realization hit her in the face,
“Medea- I can’t go home like this.”
“I know. So, you’re going to be staying at my place for a while.”
‘It all went according to her plan!’
“You planned this, didn’t you...”
Medea’s smirk turned into a soft smile, and she kissed Psyche on the crown of her head.
“Is it wrong to want to spend more time with you?”
Psyche lifted her head from Medea’s shoulder and looked her in the eyes, emerald bore into amethyst.
“You could always ask!”
“What’s the fun in that?”
Medea brought her lips to Psyche’s, preventing her from saying anything more.
They arrived in the dining hall, and as expected, some of the servants looked at them weirdly while others looked at them with enthusiasm. However, no one dared to utter a word and the meal proceeded in awkward silence.
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They both finished their dinner a while ago and were now having some tea and dessert in the Solon’s garden. Under the bright moon, the garden looked mystical. If it can be described as divine during the day, then majestic it would be when night came.
“It is beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Just like you, Psyche.”
Medea’s statement made Psyche’s face turn a pink hue. If gods were to grant Psyche a wish, she would wish for her time with Medea to last forever.