Intermission: Rest (8)

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the witch leaned in once more, this time letting her lips brush against Arpious's in a featherlight kiss. It was just enough to give Arpious a taste of what she wanted, but not nearly enough to satisfy her fully. The witch pulled back again, leaving Arpious trembling with need, her tongue still out, drool now dripping steadily as she stared at the witch with wide, desperate eyes.

"Don't worry," the witch whispered, her voice a soothing balm to Arpious's frayed nerves. "I'll give you what you want… when the time is right."

Arpious's heart pounded in her chest, and all she could do was wait, her body aching with anticipation, knowing that the witch had complete control over her desires.

"I love you," Arpious muttered, with such an adorable expression that the witch almost felt her heart skip a beat.