Page 91 of Everdoll

“Say it again, please.”

I was unsure where to put my hands. “Remi.”

“Again.”

“Remi! You’re Remi!” I tried to giggle but couldn’t take a breath. “My Remi.”

Raymond pulled me into his arms. For a moment, we just held each other, but as his kisses drifted lower, lower down my back, I shivered under his lips.

“Remi…” It wouldn’t be like this. I wanted to do something. I pushed him gently away, then began to unbuttoning his shirt. He was about to stop me, then he lowered his hand, did nothing, only leaning to kiss my forehead.

“You’re so beautiful.”

It was a simple sentence, but enough to make my entire face flush. Seeing this, he smiled, stroked my cheeks. “I can’t believe you’re here with me.”

God, please help me. Robot Remi always praised me, but the thought that a real human being would like me was very strange. I couldn’t get used to it; my heart was beating wildly, but I finally managed to finish unbuttoning the shirt. He looked at me expectantly but I didn’t know what to do or say.

The only thing I knew was I no longer wanted to play a role in front of Raymond.

Like in old days, I couldn’t act around my dear Remi.

As long as he was by my side, that was enough. His embrace of reality was so sincere, so healing… I couldn’t control reality; since I had stopped creating games and taking on fun roles as I pleased, I didn’t know how to deal with reality. But thanks to Raymond, the doors to the temple would save me from reality had unbolted again.

I want to hide there forever. I want to stay away from the outside world. He worked so hard to create this cage. Why should I resist when he needs me so badly?

So I remained silent, only pulled the shirt off his back. I kissed his chest gently, and damn, he was shaking under my lips. My throat went dry. I leaned forward a little more, making our bare chests touch, and I breathed in with pleasure.

When he picked me up, I immediately wrapped my arms around his shoulder. He scooped me up and left the bathroom.

A second later, I found myself pinned against the wall. His hands locked around my hips, my legs draped over his shoulders. He buried his face directly between my thighs. His tongue circled my belly button, and a soft gasp escaped my lips as he slid beneath my shorts, tracing a slow line toward my mound. My toes curled, I ran my fingers through his hair, nowhere left for my hands to reach.

“We… have a bed, you know.”

He looked up, and I could only wet my lips. Fuck, Remi looked breathtaking like this. So desperate, so consumed by my commands… The cold wall vanished from my back, he tossed me onto the bed. Now, the sight before me was even more delicious. His broad shoulders, sweaty skin, heaving chest… He was in a terrible state, and it was all my doing.

I grinned, let a wave of pleasure wash through my veins. That’s just the kind of person I was. I liked that he was so vulnerable. It was so satisfying to have all his free will controlled by me. As if nothing changed, he’s still my obedient robot. Noticing him looking at my smirk, I immediately reached for his neck.

Everything I did was closely observed by those blue eyes. The slightest muscle twitch, the tiny facial expressions I didn’t even notice myself… Every detail. He worshipped me.

Poor Remi… How can I leave you in this state?

I kissed him softly, but then he pressed one hand against my wrist on the bed, while the other hand returned to my breasts, his fingers wandering across my skin.

“Don’t be gentle with me. Remember what I told you, okay?”

What did he tell me? I couldn’t remember, but nodded weakly. As his hands placed on my black shorts, I trembled. I opened my eyes, and found his gaze on me.

“Are you… not ready?”

“No, I want it.” I was surprised by the desire in my voice. I cleared my throat. “It’s just… I feel like I lose myself, too. I don’t like it.”

I didn’t know how he would react to this. But he only smirked.

“Is that so? My Mina wants to be the dominant one?”

“N-Not exactly.” I averted my gaze, but feeling his lips on my forehead, I looked up again. Contrary to my fears, he wasn’t disgusted; he still had a grin on his face.

Really… Nothing affects him.