Slowly I pull back, reluctantly breaking the kiss so I can observe her expression through half-lidded eyes.

" Here, taste this. "

I catch her off guard with how swiftly I step in, keeping one hand beneath her plate of chocolates as our lips meet, making our tongues dance together for a deep moment of bliss. She's so cute when her face goes red; I want to keep making her blush like that whenever I can.
--

" Is that so? "

Despite how earnest she is, I still want to mess with her, just a little. We're witches, so it's natural for us, right?

" I think you forgot something in these, actually. "

I fake contemplation as I eat another one, furrowing my brow as I act like i'm thinking deeply.
--

can't help but want to tease her a little.

" Mm, there's something a little weird with this one. "

Careful with her handiwork, she probably worked with Gohda to make sure they were perfect. And knowing her, of course they will be.

" Thank you, Beato. "

I pop one in my mouth immediately, smiling as the sweet and complex notes of her creation spread over my tongue. They're delicious. But I--

It must be that day again. Beato always did like making chocolates for Valentine's. . . I even remember the first time we celebrated together, back before I understood her game. Man, that was embarrassing in hindsight. . .

Still, seeing her happily presenting these fills me with so much joy.
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TO MY BELOVED @goldencatbox.bsky.social

GET THIS NO GOOD PERVERT!!

IF I CANT GET AWAY WITH IT, I WONT LET ANOTHER ME DO IT EITHER

@magicofrevival.bsky.social