Let's move on Lisa

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Chapter 50

"Oh my God." Finn's moan makes my lady bits twitch violently and, full of love, I look into his strained face, so close to mine, as our eyes meet. I can almost feel his breath on my tingling skin. He is so close. I could kiss him if I... "God..."

"I know," I whisper in love. Our hands touch tenderly, our fingers intertwine, and I cheer my gentle lover. "Almost there... yes... just a little... more... YES!"

With a surprisingly soft sound, we set the box down, and Finn pushes it under my desk with a strained groan while I can't help but watch his cute manly butt. It's not just his groaning.

I'd nibble on your butt all day if I could my sweet lover.

"What's so heavy about a gaming PC?" he asks, scratching his head. The PC alone is worth more than anything he owns in his life, not to mention my Xbox and the big monitor my father bought me. "Is it cooled with freakin' lead?" I can't help but giggle, put my hand over my mouth, and fail miserably. When he looks at me grumpily, the giggle turns into a snort of laughter. And then we hug again.

It's like a rollercoaster of emotions with Finn. With him, I feel so weak and so protected, like the most precious piece in a collection of precious things. He would certainly disagree, and I'm only falling more in love with my best friend, since I don't react but just stare, assuring him that he knows that water is used to cool these PCs.

"But the water isn't in yet," I snicker and laugh again as he throws a harmless piece of cardboard that doesn't even reach me.

What about you, Lisa? You should die of embarrassment.

But here I am, half-naked in an outfit that only strippers would wear while I sink down my couch and signal to him our triumph while showing him a glimpse of my little fanny under my way to thin shorts. And he looks. And I'm happy that he does.

My behavior... My... clothing and my... love.. no... not just that. My... my... fucking lust for him... Am I... Am I turning into a slut?

At least I think so, since I have no experience with this sort of behavior. Finn has this knowledge, I'm sure of it. Finn knows things, knows women... and girls like me. With Finn, I feel safe and secure. Even in this risky... slutty outfit.

With him, it's even... exciting to show myself to him like this.

"Hey." He approaches me and I feel his hands on the thin, transparent fabric of my top, beneath which my skin peeks out while he lifts me onto the couch, retreating afterward. And I?

I pose for him like a wanton whore a... piece of meat he can devour and...

Who are you kidding ,Lisa? You like it this way... right?

But Finn knows me better than myself, particularly since I behave like I never did in my entire life.

"What's wrong?" he asks with a gentle smile, as if he understands.

Of course he notices something's wrong with me, but I still feel so stupid.

Because it's not just Finn I'm thinking about.

"Nothing," I say, but he sees through me and gives me a look. But how should I tell him?

How should I tell him that I like showing myself to other people?

Lisa Moreau. +4 (PS -46)

It's not just the outfit. Whenever I'm around him, it's as if I could conquer the world. Not just in the video games and movies I love watching with him when he hides me from the world in my room. It used to be in his presence. But today...

"Let's move on," I say dismissively, trying not to think about it. Finn follows me with his eyes as I wander around the room, wondering where to put the shelf with the silly little gaming figures I... quite love out of a sudden. "Let's put it under that neon line," I decide in a feignedly happy voice and **** a smile. "That way the light will fall on it. It will highlight them."

And I don't even know how I know these things from, how I know how to best generate cloud. Cloud. Another word I don't know where I know it from. And I don't know why I know how, as a girl, to get boys to look at me.

I just want Finn to look at me. I don't care about anything else.

I don't care that I want to be seen by others... But that's the way it is. I want to be seen by others and...

I'm a little too startled when I see Finn standing in front of me.

"Come here." He sounds amused but also a little worried. But above all, he gives me the security and confidence I need. Always.

Our embrace is deep and intimate. I like it, and this time I get wet because it's him, not the thought of his butt, but the gratitude that he lets me into his heart.

And you thank him by thinking about the looks of strange men?

But my doubts have no place between our bodies, and I cling to him, forgetting my short, black, soaked panties or my see-through top over my diamond-hard nipples or the bat wings in my hair that make me giddy with excitement. I forget that I want to wear them. I forget that I want to be seen.

I just want you to hug me, Finn.

"Everything will be okay," I whisper in her ear and stroke her back. She doesn't tremble. Lisa has always been calm and docile around me. I cringe slightly, using those words, docile, like she is an animal... but I do. "Because I care about you, Lisa."

"I know you do," she breathes and claws with her fingernails at my shirt like a lost kitty. Yes, she is docile and I will use those words. I owe it to her. I owe it to Lisa to banish the doubts that plague her. These doubts are the product of the MCD, and it's my goddamn fucking duty to make it work. "Tell me, Lisa." And, docile as she is, she does it willingly and with earned trust.

"I'm so excited to set up the PC and play games, Finn. I... I can't tell you how much I'm excited. But... But I also want to... Do something with you and... Not with the others... This... This is all so confusing..." It's hard not to laugh.

_God, why didn't I see how perfect this girl is for me sooner? No. No doubts. Time to prove yourself to her, {Finn } _Lynchwood.

"Lisa, listen to me very carefully." And of course she does. She raises her head and looks at me obediently. "It's good that you are like this. I'm happy about it. Lisa my happy, cheeky streamer girl."

"But... Only you should be important and..." But I shake my head.

"We both know you'll like being seen by people, Lisa." Of course, I know better than she does, so it's my job to guide her. "And I want it too. Your change will be good for you. And that's good for me too. Then other people will see you? So what? Then I'm no longer the only man in your life? Do you think that matters to me?" Her eyes widen, but I use these words carefully. Lisa has built a facade of fear around herself, and I'm now dismantling that facade. Her mind is open, she's receptive, and I'm using that to improve her life.

Rose would be proud of me... Even if I will not fuck Lisa today... Okay, maybe Rose would hit me in the face too...

"You..." But I put my finger on Lisa's soft lips.

"You allowed me to be there for you, and it's my duty to accompany you and ensure that you remain as perfect as you are, Lisa," I explain to her, kissing away the wound I had to inflict. "But do you really think I'd leave you because you laugh with other people? We're best friends, Lisa. Fuck, we're more than that." I don't really need to say anything more, and when I see her look, I know we're going to be together. The only question is whether it happens before Bella or after.

And Rose will probably hit me for not making her my girlfriend right away...

"The truth is, I can't be apart from you anymore, Lisa," I continue, making her the happiest girl in all of New York. "I would die without what we have, and I'll never leave you. Of course it scares you, being cheeky and risky and outgoing. Suddenly you're free and open-minded, and I'm honored that you want me with you. Because that is what I want freom you Lisa. We both know you will be happy. It's important to me that you're happy, and if you've found something that allows you to be free, maybe socialize, then that's good for me. Hell, if you're planning on streaming something, I'll be your first fan."

For a while, Lisa says nothing, and we stand together in the chaos we've created.

"Let's move on," she finally says, just like before. Only this time, she has a smile on her face.

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Hey, I managed to add the two pictures. In the next chapters, we'll delve deeper into how Lisa feels and whether Finn continues to accept his leadership role.

Then I need to come up with something nice for Lisa and her PS-46. Something that ties into her path as a streamer/e-girl and further specializes that path. I already have a few ideas that will be discussed soon, but if you have any, please let me know.