Truth or Dare ||Lesbian Story|| ||First Book||『EDITING』

Chapter 3

Previously

I mumbled "D-dare," and watch her eyes beam, darken as her breath combines with mine. My lips were almost touching hers and it's taking all my might not to take claim on those pouty lips. Then, all hell breaks loose as she stated her dare.

"Then, mon coeur, I dare you to date me."

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『Sophia』

Truth or dare, a game so fun that it's being play by the young, the teens and even those who are in their adulthood. It's a popular game, really, that in every party you go to, there's almost a group playing it.

Whenever a player choose the option truth, the said person is asked and force to tell only the truth and when a player choose dare, that person is challenged with deeds to obey, any task is necessary needed to be done.

By generation, the game is always being played, but the difference there is that some purposely choose dare since nobody seems to know how to tell the truth anymore. Lies are everywhere now; in a person's mind, in the said person's mouth and of course, in a person's life.

In my own opinion, such game should be renamed. Interrogation or humiliation seems to be a great fit than such title but still, it's not my place after all.

This game have brought many thing to one's life, it could lead to oneself into a title that can never be erase or maybe one would received a challenge where morals are forgotten. The game can give unexpected gifts.

Who knows, right?

Everything could be fun with the game of truth or dare if it's played right.

Yet its surprises are not the one to look forward to.

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I woke with the feeling being warp in one's arms, it was a delightful feeling that I couldn't help but curl to their heat. I've been told that the feeling marveled you, especially if those arms belong to the one you admire, to the one you love. It was explain that without your control, you would smile at the thought of them with you in the very moment the sun rises.

I've dream of that very moment to happen to me, to wake in such marvelous way. It will be a fantastic thing to feel that you're cuddled with those arms not giving you away even in the pit of their slumber.

But... who does these arms belong to?

As the dim morning light peered through the lids of my eyes, I groan and tried to shield my eyes from what's waking me but I felt something shifting beside me, pulling me closer. I open my eyes, adjusting my blurred sight. Then, what truly made me conscious is when I felt one's breathes touching the skin of my neck.

I glance down, ignoring the goose bumps running down to my spine, to see who it was that sleeping beside me but failed to move away as one scotched much closer, making audible sounds.

Only then I become aware of whom the arms warp around my waist and her grip wouldn't let me go, as if they hold me protectively, not wanting for me to be taken away. "So'ia," she mumbles, calling out my name.

I couldn't help but adore those audible sounds she's muttering and, after I manage to lean away, I map how she would frown at some times when I tried to retreat further from her arms and watch her lips curving a smile after I surrender myself in her embrace finally.