6 Kiss the Doll

"No, but seriously," Evan said. "If you don't like the name, you can change it if you'd like."

"It's al—" In mid-sentence, much to his unadulterated shock, Eternity fell to the floor like the doll in which she was.

He blinked multiple times, wondering if she was playing games with him or not. 

He rushed to her side and gently shook her arm, but all she gave him in return was the vacant look she had before she became "activated."

His eyebrows furrowed, unable to comprehend what was going on.

A sudden but stupid idea came to him: Maybe he needed to kiss her again to 'bring her back to life'?

He scowled at himself for thinking such a thing, for honestly, he thought he was only looking for a reason for him to ravage her once more. Evan shook her head. 

It was better than nothing.

Gently, he turned her body so her back rested on the floor. He leaned closer to her face, removing the lost strand of hair that covered her face. Again, that intense sensation overwhelmed him, and he had the urge to touch her roughly once again.

No longer containing himself, he leaned. But this time, it was just a chaste kiss on the lips, like a prince giving Snow White a kiss that would save her life.

Once their lips touched, the light returned to her eyes like the sun spreading its glory on a wheat field. Evan pulled away, even if his mind ordered him to stay.

"Are you alright?" He asked, helping her change to a sitting position. "Why did you suddenly fall unconscious?"

"I'm alright," she said, but her weak voice begged to differ. "I merely ran out of… energy."

"Ran out energy?" He absent-mindedly repeated, but it didn't take him a second to guess what she meant.

A car needs fuel to run its engine, the same way humans need a source of carbohydrates to meet their bodily needs. And since Eternity was akin to a human, he guessed her needs were the same.

"Are you hungry?" He frowned deeply. "I could make food for you if you'd like."

She shook her head.

"I don't need food. However..." She looked at him with eyes that Evan was so familiar with since most of the female population looked at him the same way: it was the eyes of lust. "I'm hungry for something else."

He stared at her, dumbfounded.

"Just like you, humans, need food to function well," she explained. "We, Eternity Women, need something to stay animated, and that is sexual interaction…"

Well, this made things a lot easier.

"So you want to fuck?" he asked bluntly.

The doll looked down, blushing immensely.

"N-n-not really fuck per se," she stuttered. "Just kissing is enough. However, that only gives me the slightest amount of energy, about 3 hours."

'She seemed more like a machine than I thought,' Evan sweat-dropped.

"However, if we start caressing each other's bodies, I could produce at least a day's worth of energy."

"And what if we fuck?" he asked. "How much energy can that make?"

"Sexual intercourse." She changed the word to something prim and acceptable to the personality he wanted her to adopt. "Can keep me animated for at least a week."

"Well, you're kind of high-maintenance."

Eternity smiled, opening her small lips to say something in return, but her body grew stiff before she could produce any sound.

He knew where this was going, so before she could fall to the floor, Evan grabbed her and kissed her lips mercilessly.

She squeaked, her eyes widening at the sudden roughness. Soon enough, she relaxed against him, putting her hand on the back of Evan's head to deepen the kiss.

God, she was so luscious.

Evan has never felt like he wanted something all his own.

Evan grew up poor, so every time something was given to him, he cherished it with all his soul.

Even now that he was a billionaire and could afford anything he wanted, his gratitude for everything he received never diminished. For some reason, he had never felt so thankful to Freiheit for giving him this beautiful doll, his Eternity.

God, he wanted to fuck her so bad.

Yet, for some reason, a part of him said he didn't want to.

A huge part of him doesn't want to taint her. She seemed so pure in his eyes, even though her purpose in this world was to fulfill the carnal sin of men.

Maybe he wanted to treat her right because of this weird attraction and adoration for her.

He tried to treat her like his lover.

After all, what he's feeling might be love (it wasn't), so he should at least treat her like she deserves to be treated and not like the fuck toy that she is.

She was too beautiful to be treated like that.

Just that.

Evan pulled away from her, causing Eternity to frown and look at him with her wide, doughy eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" She asked in a small voice.

"Why did you shut down a while ago?" Evan suddenly realized. "I thought making out made you last for three hours."

"I don't know myself," she replied as if it were a wonder for herself. "Maybe my body is still getting used to being activated, that's all."

Evan hummed. "Seems sketchy, but okay."

Eternity tilted her head to the side like a confused puppy.

God, Evan was overflowing with this odd feeling!

He wanted to hug her so tight that she choked and begged him to stop. It's probably what they call 'cute aggression.'

Of course, he didn't want her to break (he didn't know how sturdy or fragile an Eternity Woman was yet), so he gently patted her head, just like he would a cute animal.

"Eternity?" Evan said in a deep voice, which he usually used to shout at his employees.

But he used it soothingly this time, like he was afraid to frighten her.

"Yes, Evan?" she answered back, sweetly and curiously.

Evan shivered at how wonderful it sounded for his name to escape her cute, plump lips.

"I cannot give you what you want."

"Pardon?"

"Sex," he expounded. "I cannot give you sex. I know it is your energy source, but I don't want to treat you like a mere sex doll."

"But I am one," Eternity replied, even though she was shy to admit it earlier.

"No," Evan said. "You're more than that to me."

What the fuck was he saying?!

It is so out of character for him to be this sentimental for a woman—a doll, instead—that he just met! But maybe it was because she was a doll and not a woman, and that was why he felt this strongly towards her.

"I want to treat you right," he continued. "I want you to experience being cherished, not out of mere libido convenience."

There was a long silence between them. Evan needed to figure out where he was going with what he was saying, but Eternity seemed to understand his point.

"You want to treat me like a real woman?" Eternity said slowly, trying to confirm her thoughts. "You want me to be treated like a girlfriend or a wife should be."

"Exactly," he agreed, thankful that Eternity managed to form his thoughts into a coherent concept.

"I... see." Eternity nodded. "Well then, Evan, can you please be my boyfriend?"

Evan blushed madly, like he was a high school kid. He had to turn around and walk away from Eternity to calm himself from the shock of what he just witnessed.

"Evan?" Eternity peeked over his shoulders. "Are you okay?"

Finally, he turned around. Covering his flustered face with his hand, he nodded.

"Though, I would've preferred if I was the one to ask you out."

Eternity chuckled.

"Then shall we try again?"

Evan hesitated, but still agreed.

"God, this is stupid." He muttered under his breath. "Eternity," He said. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

"No."

"WHAT?!"