A really, really lewd thought?

A glance at the panel, Mel chuckled as she leaned back into her chair.

"Lila."

She poked at Lila's reddened cheek, stirring Lila's heated mind.

"Tell me what you're thinking," she teased with a foxy smile. "Or I'm going to be really lonely."

A hiccup hitched at Lila's lips. "It's just... ah! Our food has arrived!"

Her eyes glimmered with gratitude as the waiter delivered the plate of salmon steak to their table.

"Let-let's just eat first!"

Desperate, Lila held up the fork and knife, dodging Mel's amused gaze.

"Hm." Mel mused as she leaned into Lila. "Seems they only gave us a knife and a fork."

"Ri-right..."

Stammering, Lila's hands wavered to cut up the steak into pieces.

The knife's clang echoed in the silence, as Mel's lips drew near to Lila's neck.

"Should..." Lila shuddered as Mel pressed her lips on her neck. "Should I... should I feed you?"

"Sure, but what's so shameful for our Lila to hold her tongue?"

Mel's eyes traced down Lila's neck before leaning in further to nibble on Lila's shoulder.

"My dear Lila.." Mel mumbled in between tasting Lila's skin. "Better confess before I gobble you up."

"I... mmm..."

Lila's pelvis trembled at every Mel's doting gesture, wanting to be satisfied.

And her resolve snapped when Mel's palm slid onto her thigh; a silent call for her honesty.

"It... I just felt it rude..."

Cutting up the last piece, Lila caught her breath as she tilted her neck, begging for more of Mel's little bites and nibbles.

"You remember my little temper tantrum? Back in the forest?"

With Mel's palm smoothing up, Lila's teeth clenched as she muttered out. "It... I wondered if a Witch's dominant emotion has something to do with us... well, awakening into a Witch..."

"Mhm." Mel left Lila's shoulder, only to puff a hot tickly air onto the bite marks. "And?"

"And... ah..."

Lila's thighs clasped as Mel's fingers danced on the skin. "Does... does it mean you've something similar as well, Mel?"

"Oh," Mel's lips drew away from Lila.. "Good question."

With a teasing glint, she gently pried the fork away from Lila's hand before picking up a tender salmon.

"Back then, I did consider how to awaken." Mel lifted the piece for Lila, the butter-oil dripping onto the palm below.

Her eyes then curved dotingly as Lila bit into the fork, her emerald gaze still locked onto hers with an unanswered question.

"Though," Mel's tongue darted out, her hand caressing Lila's neck.

"I didn't touch myself or do anything extreme, per se." Mel pulled Lila as she shifted closer. "In fact..."

She licked the butter-oil from Lila's lips, with Lila mewling against Mel's flirty gesture.

Mel grinned as she pulled away, her hand raising to cup Lila's cheek as she declared.

"I never, ever touched myself." Her eyes smiled just as Lila's widened. "Not ever."

"Ha?"

Lila froze, the sheer unbelievability of Mel's words drumming into her ears.

"I....I..." Lila munched on the salmon, focusing on the oily taste to ground her senses. "Mel... didn't... ha?"

"Or what?" Mel smirked in pride as she watched. "Did you believe... otherwise? How lewd, my Lila."

"No-no lying, Mel!"

Lila threw her arms. "There's no way! E-even I... back in the village, even I couldn't resist to-"

She pursed her lips, her emerald eyes watering as she shut herself up.

"Oh? Right beside your sister?"

Mel's arm propped on the table, her palm cupping her resting cheek. "How lewd my Lila~ How many times?"

Her whisper wrung away the tension in the air, as blush spread across Lila's cheeks.

With her jaw almost loosened, Lila hung back as she deeply contemplated. "Um... um... I didn't keep count, though..."

Yet as her voice trailed off, Lila quickly shook her head. "No no no. It's me who should've asked why you didn't... You know...?"

Watching her lover's genuine confusion, a tender smile bloomed at Mel's lips.

"It's simple, really." She put aside the fork. "What I do, I do for my selfishness. And what I do, I do it so everyone will own me, and I can own everyone in turn."

Then, a possessiveness flashed in her gaze, enthralling Lila's innocence as Mel sneakily shifted closer.

"I love every cutie and beauty that is close to me, and accepts me for who I am."

Her lips drew near to Lila's. "So, I'm willing to sacrifice even the most depraved act of right."

She then kissed the edge of Lila's lips, admiring the slight sigh she elicited from Lila.

"So," she clutched onto Lila's wrist. "Guess. Which part, in turn, I chose to lend to those who love me, and those I love?"

Tears bordered Lila's eyes; Mel's tender whisper brewing her deepest desires and shamefulness together, as the seducer drifted Lila's hand closer-

And spilled over upon touching upon Mel's pelvis.

"You see what I mean?"

Mel tilted her head with a smile. "Or, perhaps you're deeply disturbed by my devotion?"

Lila's jaw hung, unable to utter a word.

Yet upon collecting herself, her hand snapped back to her side as she squirmed in her seat. "Hm... hm..."

Facing Mel's gentle gaze, she eventually calmed down, seeking her own response.

Mel... hasn't touched herself, unlike me.

The sheer fact choked Lila, as she threatened almost to cry; her bottom wetting as she imagined owning a part of Mel.

"Hehe... hehehe..."

Silly laughter escaped her as Lila faced Mel again.

Her fingers raised to ease back her hair; heated emerald eyes burrowing into Mel's sincere stare.

"Mel..." She muttered. "You said you haven't touched yourself, right?"

The Witch of Lust blinked, then nodded. "Yeah."

"Then..."

Lila tilted her head, as if tipping over her pot of degeneracy and possessiveness.

She was mad that another woman stole Mel's first time from her.

So, Lila decided to be cruel and blunt in reminding Mel who was the most critical 'lover' in her heart.

"What about tonight?" She uttered. "How about touching yourself for me... just for tonight?"