"ℑ 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡."
Your name is Daphne. You used to live with your mom and dad, but after they both passed away, you had to live on your own and you did. You have wavy, light brown hair. You have fair skin and a normal pretty face.
You were at home, like always. You’d lit the fireplace and were sitting in front of it, wrapped in a blanket. Curled up inside it, you looked like a butterfly in its cocoon.
That same evening, you heard some unusual noises and looked out the window. A man was carrying firewood on his back and setting it down in front of your home. You had no idea who he was—you couldn’t remember ever seeing a man this imposing before.
Finding wood to burn in weather like this had always been hard for you. And this man was genuinely doing you a favor.
Curious about who he was, you were about to put on your fur coat and step outside when he suddenly turned toward you. Your eyes met. The stranger froze, perfectly still, like a predator sensing possible danger.
You were scared too. You didn’t know who he was, and if he decided to attack you, you knew you wouldn’t make it out alive.
Still, you realized that the most sensible thing to do was stay calm. You smiled at him and gave a small wave.
He seemed like he wanted to respond and started to lift his hand, but the wood he was holding slipped and dropped onto his foot. When the stranger let out a piercing scream, you rushed outside.
“Sir, please... come with me,” you said, trying to help him walk. But he looked at you as if nothing had happened at all.
“Sir, it’s very cold out here,” you said, looking at him. “Please come inside. Let me get you something.” You were shivering from the cold.
He nodded and followed you.
Once you were inside, you closed the door and locked it. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll make you something warm.” You gestured toward the space in front of the fireplace.
But he didn’t sit. While you prepared some herbal tea for him, he looked around your home with the wide-eyed curiosity of a newborn baby.
“What were you doing outside?” you asked.
“I was helping,” he said.
When the tea was finally ready, you turned around—and nearly dropped the cup at the sight of him.
What had happened to this man? His face was covered in scars, his skin had a deathly blue tint, and one of his fingers looked almost rotten.
Startled by the sound, he dropped to the floor, curling into himself and covering his ears.
“What the fuck- who are you?!” you shouted angrily.
“I’m Adam,” he said. “I don’t actually have a name. But I call myself Adam.”
“Yeah, and I’m Eve! What are you talking about?”
“Really?” he asked innocently. “Are you Eve?”
“Of course not. I was joking. Im Daphne.” You had calmed down a little. This creature didn’t seem dangerous.
“So you were making fun of me.” He lowered his head. “Daphne.”
“Eve has been dead for a long time,” you said. “Adam too.”
You stepped closer and handed him one of the mugs. “Herbal tea,” you said. “It’s healthy.” He took it.
He stared at the tea dumbly, so you explained, “You need to drink it.” He nodded.
That night, he answered every question you asked. And you kept asking until you felt like you knew everything about him.
When you said, “Come here,” he eagerly came to you. You hugged him, and as someone experiencing warmth for the first time, he practically melted into your touch, dissolving into your soul.
A month had passed. You were living together with Adam now.
You had always had a nurturing nature. And when you met this stranger, you wanted to show him what love was.
“Do you know what a kiss is?” you asked.
He shook his head. “What is it?” he asked.
You pulled him down onto the couch and sat him there, then began placing small, innocent kisses all over his face.
“That’s what a kiss is,” you explained.
“Do you love me?” you asked. He nodded quickly.
“Then you can’t give kisses to anyone but me.”
“Because people can only kiss the person they love the most.”
His smile turned shy. His eyes narrowed slightly, and you could’ve sworn you saw a faint pinkness on his gray cheeks.
“What is it? Why are you embarrassed?” you asked.
“What is embarrassed?” he asked.
“You are right now,” you tried to explain.
“You said, ‘people can only kiss the person they love the most.’”
“So… am I the person you love the most?” he whispered.
“I wanna eat you up.” You rose onto your knees and pulled him against your chest.
“I love you so fucking much.”
"Me too, but... What is that 'fucking?'"
When you laughed, Adam looked up at you with a puzzled expression.
"Do you want to know the 'fucking'?"
"Yep." He nodded eagerly.
You kissed his adams apple. "Not now. Okay?"
"Good boy." You ruffled his hair. When you pulled him back to your chest, this time he wrapped one arm around your waist and the other around your ass.
"I loved being embessed."
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