Ohema stared at Klaus for a whole minute, utterly speechless. She had no idea what to say, her mind racing in every direction. Klaus, meanwhile, watched her smugly, clearly enjoying the power shift. After a moment, he casually lay back down, his head once again resting between her "mountains."
"If you come out of your trance, let me know," Klaus said with a chuckle, closing his eyes as if he hadn't a care in the world.
Ohema looked down at the white-haired boy resting on her chest and felt an overwhelming urge to shove him off—just to wipe that smug look off his face. But she held back, her emotions a mess. For some reason, her heart was racing faster than it ever had before.
'What is happening to me?'
'He's just an awakened brat...Not even a Saint yet'
'Wait, who am I kidding? There are plenty of Non-Saints out there doing far worse things.'
'But why do I feel this way? Do I... do I actually like him?'
Her thoughts spiraled, leaving her confused and vulnerable in a way she hadn't expected.
'This wasn't supposed to go this way.' Ohema's mind raced with confusion. 'I was the one who should be laughing, not him.'
'Did I lead him on?'
Thoughts swirled through her mind so quickly that she didn't even notice when Klaus fell asleep. As he turned and rested his face between her "mountains," it was clear now that it was intentional. Inside, Klaus was laughing like a maniac.
'Serves her right,' he thought with a smug grin. 'But this works out well. I won't have to do much now. If I play my cards well, I might get some'
As Klaus lay there, seemingly content, Ohema's heart raced, conflicted between frustration and something she couldn't quite place.
'I've fallen for this brat. How strange,' Ohema concluded, though she wasn't ready to accept it just yet. Just as she was grappling with her feelings, Klaus shifted, resting the side of his face against her "mountains." As he adjusted, his body inadvertently pressed against her thigh, his bulge now resting there.
Ohema's body stiffened immediately. "Oh, come on, it's not like you haven't seen or touched it before," Klaus said, feeling her reaction.
"That was different. I was just dressing you," Ohema retorted.
"Don't worry. This body is all yours now. No need to be shy," Klaus said with a mischievous grin.
"Put on some clothes," Ohema demanded.
"Nope. I'm perfectly okay this way," Klaus replied, smirking as he settled back comfortably.
"You—" Ohema began, struggling to find her words.
"What is it? Do you want me to stop?" Klaus asked, his tone playful yet sincere.
"No... I mean, yes," Ohema stammered, but Klaus simply smirked and settled back into his position.
"You know, Ohema, I'm really happy right now. I thought I was going to die today. So thank you. And after today, if you don't want to see me again, I won't be mad. But... can I stay like this for a while?" Klaus asked, his voice softening.
Ohema felt a pang in her heart as she listened. She had seen Klaus's tribulation from start to finish and knew just how close he had come to the end. Hearing him express such vulnerability made her own heartache. Tears began to fall down her cheeks without her realizing it.
Klaus beamed with a victorious grin, clearly pleased by the turn of events. Ohema, having made her promise, had no choice but to follow through. She reached toward his shorts, her face a mild embarrassment.
Klaus, feeling the shift in the atmosphere, took a deep breath, preparing himself for the moment. His golden eyes sparkled with a blend of anticipation and playfulness.
As Ohema's hand made contact, Klaus felt a rush of adrenaline. This was a step into a different world, a big boys' game he had never quite imagined himself in before.
Ohema's fingers were surprisingly gentle, and despite her initial reluctance, she handled the situation with a surprising amount of care and professionalism.
Klaus couldn't help but chuckle softly, breaking the tension. "Well, this is definitely a new experience."
Ohema shot him a look, her cheeks flushed. "Don't get too comfortable. This doesn't mean you've won me over completely."
"Winning you over might take some time," Klaus said, still smiling. "But for now, I'm enjoying the ride."
And just like that, Klaus took the first step toward the big boys' game.
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"So, what's next?" Ohema asked, glancing away from Klaus.
Klaus, now dressed in black trousers and an oversized brown t-shirt, smirked as he watched her antics. "We're heading home to see the mother-in-law," he said, taking her hand. They began to walk away from the cave where they had been.
After the tribulation, Ohema took Klaus to a cave to rest. Surprisingly, even in his sleep, Klaus had clung to her, which explained the awkwardness when he woke up.
As they made their way to the outer section, the shuttle was just about to depart. They boarded it, and soon enough, they were back at the border. Kofi was waiting for Klaus with the car.
Klaus had called him during their journey back to the border. When Kofi saw Ohema, he was taken aback. He seemed to recognize her but couldn't quite place her. The guards had the same reaction.
They got into the car and started driving. To Klaus's surprise, Ohema didn't protest about meeting his mother. Given their growing relationship, it felt natural to take this step. They've already taken a big step in their relationship, so it only felt natural.
Shortly after, they arrived at Klaus's home.
"Mom, I'm home!" Klaus called out as usual.
His mother appeared from the kitchen, her face brightening when she saw him. "Klaus, you're back!" She then noticed Ohema standing beside him. "You must be Ohema. I've heard so much about you. I must say, you're even more beautiful in person."
Ohema smiled shyly. "Nice to meet you, Mother-in—" She caught herself, glancing at Klaus. He was grinning, which made her cheeks flush even more. When she looked back at Klaus's mother, her blush deepened.
"Nice to meet you too," Klaus's mother said warmly. Ohema, now blushing like a tomato, moved to hide behind Klaus. Klaus's smile widened at the sight, and his mother gave him an approving thumbs up.
Clearly, his mother was impressed by how Klaus had managed to charm Ohema. "Klaus, make her feel at home. I'll have dinner ready soon," she said with a smile.
Klaus nodded and led Ohema away to his room. His mother watched them go, a thoughtful smile on her face.
'This kid's got more game than I expected,' she mused to herself before heading back to the kitchen.