6kv Chapter 111: An unlikely idea
Chapter 111: An unlikely idea
"So is it your father that's behind all that happened?" Fay asked, leaning her head slightly to the side as a look of confusion appeared on her face. But as she continued to stare right into my eyes, her expression sharpened. "No, I can tell you don't feel like it's his doing..."
Just like she explained before, Fay was capable of using aura to read my desires. And right now, she proved it could be used for more than just figuring out how I wanted to pleasure her or have her pleasure me.
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"We cannot discount this possibility," I admitted while squinting my eyes, taken aback by the possibility that simply hadn't occurred to me before.
'And that's exactly the reason why I'm happy to have her opinion as an outsider of sorts. She can see things I cannot.'
I took a deep breath and spared Fay's suggestion some thought. Yet, as tempting as it was to accept everything that happened as some trap of sorts, orchestrated by my father, or whoever that vision actually was, to invite evil from Fay's world to earth...
The timing of everything didn't make much sense.
"Actually, I don't think that's correct. If we assume that this aura has anything to do with what I went through in my life, then my aunt had to get infused with it years before I received those gifts."
Fay, this time, didn't even look at my face. Instead, she raised her thumb to her mouth and lowered her eyes to some unspecified bubble floating on the surface of the water.
"Yeah," she slightly nodded her head, too deep in her thoughts to make any big movements. "Your aunt's aura... It was too easy for me to break for how potent it was."
Fay raised her eyes and looked at my face. "Once again, I'm not an expert, and it's better to ask my mom, but..."
I patiently waited for the girl to gather her thoughts.
"I don't think it would be that easy if the source of the aura was as powerful. And that makes me believe the source of that aura small, but given enough time and fuel to grow to the power we experienced."
'Oh how lovely it is to have someone who actually has some clues on the topic,' I thought, my soul filling with gratitude.
"Allow me to confine with you a little more, then," I said as I smiled in response. "Still, given how much more I have to bring up tonight, how about you ask me instead?" I suggested while raising my eyes up to the ceiling as I leaned even further on the edge of the bath.
Keeping my eyes on Fay's naked, wet skin covered by nothing but the see-through bubbles for too long was dangerous. We still had quite a few topics to talk through, and if I allowed my gaze to linger on her skin for much further, my mind would be soon filled with nothing but the desire to take her right here and now.
And to top it all off, I had absolutely no desire to clean the bath from our internal juices. For how fun it appeared to screw while at bath, the aftermath of doing so...
"I do have some questions if you don't mind me asking," Fay smiled in response, encouraged by my words. She then shifted her position on my thigh as she sat a bit higher only to then drop back down and lay on my chest.
"That call with Makary..." Fay's voice grew fainter, more distant while her eyes stubbornly locked on the Venetian mirror making up an entire side of the bath, refusing to move even an inch. "I didn't mean to listen in on this, but you weren't exactly careful to keep it to yourself..." she quickly added, as if to excuse herself for hearing the words not aimed at her.
"I thought you would ask why I suddenly came and smashed that pillar and the toilet," I laughed a little, quick to pick up on the hints of anxiety in Fay's disposition.
If she saw nothing wrong with the question she asked, she wouldn't keep her eyes so still, after all.
"That I can... to a point, guess." This time, Fay didn't need even a second to reply.
'So she doesn't know the details but figured out the general idea,' I thought, amazed by how someone from the absolute bottom of civilization could so quickly see through ways and dangers on a modern, extremely technical one.
"The call with Makary it is, then," I spoke and followed my words with a small sigh. "And as it so happens," I lowered my gaze and braved the beauty of Fay's exposed skin to look at her face. "It was one of the topics I wanted to bring up anyway."
Fay's eyebrows, for some reason, shot up. She even broke the stubbornness of her eyes, raising her chin to look at my face with a stunned... and strangely agitated expression.
"I didn't feel it, though..." she spoke, only to cut her words short as her mouth closed and revealed a small, delighted grin.
What this grin was all about, Fay didn't seem ready to reveal yet. So, as the true gentleman I wanted to be for her, I decided not to pursue it.
There were enough topics for us to talk about, after all. And what would be the point of adding yet another one, as short as it might be, to that list?