An embarrassing confession!

Sarah tries to calm her nerves down after what just happened. She feels as if a fire was just lit down in her core and a whole squad of firefighters need to put it out.

But part of her doesn’t want the fire to be put out. She wants the fire to grow, and consume her entire being. She gets this high feeling whenever she sees Emily all embarrassed, an addiction she can’t let go of.

She wants nothing but another hit, but she also feels conflicted. Emily is important to her, but she doesn’t want to just **** her into an icon of pleasure. She wants her to feel just as good as her, but that goal is far from her reach.

Sarah remembers that it’s her turn, but what could she possibly think of? She wants Emily to stay safe, but also to feel flustered. A tug of war between care and lust overtakes her mind, both trying desperately to hold on.

Sarah thinks for a long while, enough for Jessica to get somewhat annoyed.

“Come on! Stop stalling the game!” Jessica shouts.

“Huh, you seem quite interested in seeing this game play out?” Yuri asks in a teasing manner.

“N-N-No… I just don’t like waiting, is all!” Jessica lies with blush all over her face.

Yuri just giggles in a sultry way, the back of her hand covering her mouth as she tries to mask her own pleasure.

Sarah finally comes to a compromise with herself. Something that keeps Emily safe while revealing more embarrassing details about her.

“Truth or Dare, Emily?” Sarah asks, she crosses her fingers subtly, hoping for truth.

“How about, truth this time,” Emily says.

“What is the sexiest thing you’ve ever read?” Sarah asks.

Sarah expects Emily to talk about some religious book or some soft core scene in a novel her parents had her read. Something that any woman could read without trying to find something sexy. Something like Pride and Prejudgment.

Emily clenches her shirt as her face begins to redden. She looks hesitant to answer, but after a couple of seconds, she starts talking.

“Well, one day during high school, I found this story online that peaked my interest. It was a fantasy story between two women. A beautiful Princess and a valiant Knight…” Emily recalls, still seeming shy about going anywhere further than the base description.

“Go on, girl! You can’t back out now,” Casandra says, egging on Emily to continue.

“Umm, there’s this one scene near the end where after the battle… the Princess and the Knight settle down in a tent while the other hero’s help the surviving villagers.”