I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

For some reason, Marg actually smelled nice even if she was sweating and stuff. Me on the other hand, yeah, I could pretty much throw up at my own scent. Just how the hell did she manage to stay put in my arms all this time?

Anyway, we held hands and moved forward. The feeling of her soft hand- 'This is really happening. I really do live with her.'  Sometimes I really felt like this might just have been a dream.

I squeezed Marg's hand and hugged her- sniffed her hair and held her in my arms. No, this wasn't a dream. 

And I was really, really happy about that. 

"I get that you can't stand anymore, but-" Apparently, Marg misunderstood.

"Let's go in." I let go of her.

We got into the warm spring water- together. 

Marg went to the other side and faced me. She let out a bit of a moan as she soaked in water- or was it just her relaxing? I didn't know. 

Water was flowing. The sound was strangely calming. 

We were both bare-skinned, so yeah.

Marg's body was sure turning me on though: taunting me, enticing me, calling me forth! 'Calm down, me, calm down!'

It was definitely not easy to calm down. 

Anyway, to the main topic. "So, you wanted something to say?"

"OH?" Marg smiled. "You wanted something to hear?"

It was almost as if we both forgot how to speak for that one instance. For me, I was too excited. For Marg? She was probably just teasing me.

I sighed. "Just tell me, please. You're just making me anxious."

All this suspense wasn't good for my heart. And not to mention Helio junior was already saluting pretty vigorously. 

She took a deep breath. "So, remember that thing I talked about being lost in the ninth dimension?"

"Uh-huh." Actually, that day was kind of traumatic for me, so might have forgotten half of its contents. 

I did recall that thing about her being lost in another dimension or something, albeit vaguely. I still nodded my head anyway. 

"Well," Marg kind of looked away. "It's just- I think I'm losing my vision, albeit slightly. And well, I think there's something wrong with me, but- I can't quite pin it down yet." She wasn't looking at me. 

Guilty. 

"And you didn't tell me this before, because?" I wasn't mad at her, no. 

I was just furious. 

I was less worried about her and more worried about what I'd do without her. So, in the end, I was just selfish. But I didn't care. I loved her and I wasn't going to let anything take her away from me, not even death. She was mine and mine alone!

Marg sighed, stared straight into my eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep that from you but- I never thought it'd be a problem. But lately- my body seems to be acting a bit weird. I was having second doubts about getting checked. I was afraid- what if-" She paused. "I'm- I'm really happy with you. I don't want this to end, ever. That's why I'm afraid."

I sighed and went over to her side. This spring wasn't really that deep and it wasn't slippery. 

My knees were kind of touching the base of her thigs and maybe a bit more. We were pretty close. She was warm and her body was soft. "Trust me, I'll revive you from the dead if I have to."

Very corny, but I really, really didn't want anything to happen to her. I loved her. 

"Not really sure if that's even possible." Marg giggled and brought her face forward.

"Well, I guess I'll have to achieve the impossible, but for now, you'll at least see a doctor."

She wrapped her hands over my neck and her lips were maybe a centimeter away from mine. "Okay." She did take the initiative but stopped at the very last second. 

I guess I had to do the rest. 

Her breath, her warm breath fell on my face. Ah, I could just eat her up!

We couldn't do it, but at least we could have some fun so-

"Hey, I heard you were down-" An eccentric voice came from behind me. "I brought the suit-ca-"

My eyes twitched as I slowly turned my head around. "Oh, you know, you're dead, right?"

It was Marg's little brother. "Ah-ah, my bad. I thought only she was here, so, t-take your time." He flinched and slowly, slowly backed off. A second later, he ran for his life. 

Before I could move forward though, Marg grabbed my head and pressed my face on her chest: so soft. Incidentally one of her pearls just went inside my mouth. It was totally a coincidence, okay!? There wasn't any nectar available though.

Okay, maybe I could forgive him just this once. I was definitely going to give him a thorough lecture though.

But, for the time being, I just sucked, squeezed her and-

"Ah!" Marg moaned and her hand went down there: my little buddy was now in her hands, literally. Her grin only made me hotter. 

The rest was history. 

We still didn't do it though. 

***

After the shower, we went to the living room.

Elsa was already on the sofa, lying down, eating almonds. She was only wearing a towel: she didn't even dry herself! This was why I wanted mom to be here!

If she were here, this girl would have never had the guts to pull something like this.

Sigh. 

The bunny girl was busy vacuuming the floor, she was actually pretty much done with this floor and was in the process of moving up. 

And the brat sat in a corner, shivering slightly. The moment our eyes connected, he looked down shivering a bit more. 

I sighed. "I won't kill you but- come upstairs later, we need to talk." My glare was very real.

He nodded very vigorously. He didn't have the guts to even be on the sofa for some reason. He was a bit relieved though and rested a bit more comfortably on his chair. 

I sat down on the sofa next to Elsa. It was a big sofa, so Elsa's feet didn't quite reach me. And moreover, this was the norm whenever mom wasn't around anyway.

Anyway, I dialed a call.

A call I was dreading over so far. But I had to talk to her. Besides, I had to do something about Elsa too.

It almost immediately got picked up. 

"Mom, hi."

A second later I realized that all my enthusiasm might have been a bit too soon.

"…"

I was hoping this would be an audio-only call but unfortunately, mom was glaring at me while two gentlemen just behind her were shivering in their chairs. 

This was bad.

Elsa got up and kind of sat right next to me, one hand on my lap. I could see and feel a lot of stuff, but as a responsible older brother, I pretended like nothing was wrong at all. "Someone claimed this guy to be her son, do you know anything?"

Elsa pulled a fast one on me. Before I could complain about her, she already set the groundwork for my demise. She also gave me a devilish smirk, looking back slightly.

Mom's veins kind of throbbed as she smiled. The people behind her were shivering even more. They were probably her bosses.

  "Oh? So, I wonder who I was carrying in my womb for ten whole months… He even overstayed!" Mom kind of broke something on her desk, wait she was actually standing: was that even her desk? She was currently fuming- I could literally make out the veins on her forehead. "Who was that? WHO!? I'll kill her!"

"C-calm down. She's already dead so-" I tried my best, but I rarely dealt with mom being this angry. 

Something was wrong. Mom usually didn't talk about killing.

"Oh?" Mom's face brightened slightly. "Good job. You've avenged your mother." Why the hell was this woman so eccentric today? And she still looked like a serial killer!

Something had to be wrong.

"But didn't you say, killing is wrong?" Elsa said. 

And why the hell was this moron just complicating things more and more? It was like she was pouring petrol into a volcano or something. 

Mom's eyes kind of became dull but bloodthirsty. "Young lady, why are you dressed like that?" She actually wasn't smiling anymore. 

This was bad. This was very bad.

"I-I'll go get dressed." Elsa left immediately. Well, she sure looked more than just frightened. 

I wanted to laugh at her, but given the situation, I didn't have the guts.

Mom's attention fell on me next. "Well, congratulations. You almost killed the guy but at least you were able to stop." Wait, what? I almost killed who? I only used some radiation and he would have been fine, right? "Anyway, I actually wanted to have a chat with you." She spoke level-headed, but I could tell, she was agitated.

"You seem pretty busy, so-" So I just wanted to end this. 

What the hell was I thinking, calling her?

Mom sighed. "About that. Can I come over and stay at your place for a week or two? I need a change of pace." She spoke frankly, way too frankly.

I had to do a reality check before understanding what just came out of my mother's mouth. 

"Umm… excuse me? What about your work?"

Mom smiled and then let out a self-deprecating chuckle. "I just got fired."

What?

Fired?

Her?