âAlright, letâs start from the top,â you say, grinning brightly, with just the slightest hint of desire. Heart pounding in your chest, between your ears, not daring to pinch yourself â even if this was a dream, youâd never want to wake up! âYou remember the accident on the 29th, right?â
Stella nods, slowly, hesitantly, her own heart flush with fear, and the attendant desire that came with it. (How long has she dreamed of something like this, you wonder?) âYouâŚyou were in an accident in the Capital District on your way to a protest. You got hit by a truck in a low-speed collision. You were uninjured, but kept for observation overnightâŚâ
âBut it wasnât. It was a full-speed collision! I shouldâve been gravely injured, at the very least.â You cross your legs, seeing the way Stellaâs eyes follow them thanks to your enhanced Adaptability, and canât help but love the way things have turned around. You watched, and now she watchesâŚâSo, how did I survive it?â
âYou ââ Stella swallows, incredulous at this possibility. As youâd expect; itâs a lot to take in, right? Itâs one thing to ask these questions, itâs another to truly accept such things as possible. âYou have some kind ofâŚdurability, or healing.â Trembling before you, and you really do just want to drag her down and whisper in her ear â
but no. not just yet.
âGood girl,â you say, and you see a faint shudder of pleasure. Not from something you left in, but simplyâŚwell, sheâs been dreaming about this a long time, hasnât she? Youâre certain sheâs even practiced before; who knows if she hasnât got a few leftover associations in her sexy little brain?
(Itâs liberating, isnât it?)
(You understand it. What future-past-you seesâŚ)
âAnd then after that, I came into class, right?â You lean closer, hand placed on your chest like youâve seen Milia do, trying to draw Stellaâs attention to it. âSeul-ki assigned us together! Was I more attractive to you then?â
âNo,â Stella says, shaking her head. âYou were the same old CibeleâŚmeddling, teacherâs pet, always niceâŚnever, never biting back, like you should have.â
You realize, now. The way you areâŚor at least, the way you were around Stella, or the way Stella saw you, reminded her of a deep pain in her heart. You didnât really know Stella that well in your first couple of years of high school, but she mustâve been very different thenâŚthat even if sheâs far kinder to others than she was to you, she had to harden herself, lest she be hurt like she was when her beloved Marina left her behindâŚ
(Marinaâs personality on the stage isnât much like you are, you imagine, butâŚat that time, was she something like you were before now?)
(âŚand, perhaps, did she feel a shift like you did, if she ever got the chance to whisper in Stellaâs earâŚ?)
âBut that means whateverâs made me more attractive didnât happen until later.â Youâre not sure how youâre more attractive â you look the same in the mirror, to your own eyes. But, maybe thatâs just a psychological thing? âWhat about when we met for the project?â
âI thought you looked a lot cuter, then. I couldnât explain it at all, despite the clothes and everything, and yetâŚâ And yet, Stella was struck by it, wasnât she? So the claim goes, Charisma 2 is as beautiful as a woman should be able to achieveâŚyouâre not sure how much you believe that, but it was enough to influence Stella, at least. Beauty like that canât be so easily dismissedâŚâO-obviously, even then, it was getting to me.â
AahâŚfeeling Stellaâs gaze, feeling her so close, feeling how much she wants thisâŚitâs wonderful! You want to, you want to do it, you want to drag Stella down in your own two handsâŚ!
âSo if it happened then, I mustâve gotten cuter in the time between, right?â You tip your head to the side again, looking at Stellaâs blush, her anticipation. âHow do you think that happened?â
âThatâs a good question,â says Stella. âIâm not sure I thought of it like that. That day is kind ofâŚfuzzy.â
(Well, of course it would be. You hypnotised her and all!~)
âThink about it, though! You mustâve heard about the Debate Club situation, right?â
âI more than heard about it!â Stella grumbles. âMilia getting this obsessedâŚI donât think sheâs totally honest with her feelings. And yes, Iâm aware of the irony.â She fidgets with her legs. Swallowing her pride is hard; maybe, you should reward her for it? (Aaa, you can ask questions like that, itâs amazing!) âYou werenât quite as beneath her notice as sheâd let on â remember her whole thing about self-image and presentation, she always disliked you, even before Ms. Yi â but Iâd never seen anything like it. Just that morning, she was talking all about youâŚand by that evening, âthe Empress is going on a date with Cibeleâ was all anyone could talk about!â
âItâs not something that happens every day!â You let yourself have a little giggle. âBut it isnât for the reason you think. But, my real question: how do you think I became more attractive, if it didnât start the day after my accident?â
âMaybeâŚand I canât believe Iâm suggesting thisâŚâ Stellaâs definitely thinking based on her fetishes here, the warmth that pulses within blunted spines impossible to mistake. âSome kind ofâŚpheromone? Something you wouldnât want to use in a small classroom, but could use in a big lecture hall or an enclosed space.â She breathes deeper, as she suggests it, as if she could feel it happen.
Do you accept that answer? Youâre not sure how Charisma works, so it could be based on that, butâŚno, she said you werenât using it in Seul-kiâs class, implying itâs an active ability. Sheâs thinking in terms of discrete superpowers â and maybe you did it that way on purpose, but still, you set the rules of the game, and she accepted. Knowing exactly where it would lead.
You shake your head, and Stellaâs eyes widen.
The fearâŚthe fear makes it better, for her, but sheâs still so afraidâŚ
and yet.
âIf we sinkâŚâ
ââŚwe lift our love.â
Stellaâs body so deeply, utterly slackens, as though youâd let go of her strings. Her eyes going all blank, staring at you blankly, and yet in adoration, shocked at how effective your trigger really was.
Sheâs not very deep at all. Sheâs resisting. But you donât have to use it just once, and this makes the game more fun for both of you.
She still looks so sexy that wayâŚ
Her radiant noble beauty, her lovely ringlets she must spend so much time on, her pretty golden eyesâŚeverything just so enhanced by her hypnotised state, everything so amazing and wonderful, and yours, yours soon enough for all you want, andâŚ
Fudge, youâre losing focus! Donât count chickens before they hatch! (Er, not that youâd be counting chickensâŚ) Still, part of you really just wants to keep Stella brainwashed all the time!
(And maybe, she wants that too?)
âItâsâŚwell, I get stronger over time, through practice and interaction with others. My powerâŚletâs just say it came with an instruction manual,â you say. âSo I joined the Debate Club to become more persuasive â and ended up crossing paths with the Empress.â Although if Seul-kiâs interest in you is any indication, you were stronger than you knew.
âŚmaybe thereâs some truth to what you said about having a new outlook. You feel more confident, and youâre finding strengths you didnât know you had. If you didnât have these powersâŚwhat would happen?
Could you trust Stellaâs assertion, that her falling for you was an inevitability? What is it, that future-past-you saw in her? Did she simply take her, or did Stella push forward with her own feelings?
ââŚmore persuasiveâŚâ Stella mutters, half-entranced. The way she speaks like that, itâs just too good, you donât need to worry like you do with Korri, she wants thisâŚ
âI also took a computer class to try and improve my âintellectââŚboth of those things helped my abilities grow â though, Nazakawaâs been blabbing about what else happened there, right?â Stella nods, slowly, almost drunkenly, to you. You wonder, if the whispers around you will stop being ones of antipathy and spite, if others will see what Stella and Rita seeâŚâI donât know how fast theyâll grow from now on, but thatâs not my only power, or anything! You remember how you hypnotised me and asked me why I was nice to you, right?â
ââŚyeahâŚâ Stella nods again. Fudge, so sexyâŚyouâre so wet right now, but itâd be rude to indulgeâŚ
You slip your hand upon Stellaâs cheek. Holding her within your hand. You know she feels the sameâŚ
âmmmhâŚ!â Stella moans, faintly, from your touch. âbutâŚyou said you wanted to be nice to people, to make them smile. without remorse. iâŚwas sure you were just trying to butter people up, or thinking iâd return your feelings just because of thatâŚor because you were too stupid to not be niceâŚbut thatâs not true.â
ââŚwhat, that Iâm not nice for good reasons?â you ask.
âmm, maybeâŚbut youâre not as nice as i thought.â Mmm, that blush looks better when sheâs entranced too. âi-in aâŚgood way, thoughâŚâ
You canât argue with that, really, when youâre all but tormenting a hypnotised captive. ButâŚ
âBut why did you think I was nice for the right reasons, Stella?â
ââcause you told me.â
âThatâs true. And I wasnât lyingâŚbut you werenât that convinced at first, really,â you say.
If Stella were more conscious, sheâd probably realize it, but she just kind ofâŚstares blankly.
So sexy, so beautiful. Why canât girls look like this all the time?
(Maybe something to consider, at least for those that are yours.)
And so, once more, you whisper: âIf we sinkâŚâ
âwe lift our loveâ
Feeling Stella trying to hold on, feeling it more and more difficult to resist, wanting to drop but resisting to make it better, itâs just soâŚso good. Playing with her like thisâŚjeez, was there a sadist like this inside you all along? Future-past-youâŚfudgeâŚ
She knew all along, but you canât find it in you to resist temptation, of having Stella just like thisâŚ
âIâŚhelped you along a little,â you admit, speaking of your Suggestion. âKind of like, a geas? You were tipping on the edge, and I wanted so badly for you to accept meâŚâ Maybe it wasnât the right thing to do, but Stella has already told you not to worry about it, so youâll trust her⌠âThatâs how I got the date with Milia, too. She really wanted to know what my connection with Seul-ki was, enough to be willing to consider meeting me outside the club, so it was enough for my ability to activate and give her that push.â
âmmâŚmaybe, sheâs not as resistant as youâd thinkâŚ? maybe sheâs, sheâs struck by your beauty too.â
Stellaâs barely holding on. Eyes half-lidded, head tipped back, unable to focus her eyes anywhere, and yet focused squarely on you. Sheâs almost defeated. She wants to be defeated. And you want to defeat her!
âItâs possible! I donât really know Milia all that well.â Besides that sheâs so annoying, it makes part of you want to drag her down right where Stella is, the two next to each other, blank-eyedâŚâBut, you remember what happened when I hypnotised you, right? This trance trigger. How could I have figured that youâd respond so well to it, from your memories of Marina Arisa?â
âdunnoâŚreminds me ofâŚmmmâŚâ
Oh, sheâs too far gone to answer! Even when you casually revealed your ability to grasp that knowledge, something only she knows, something unknown to the city about their âidol of the futureâ. And itâs almost a shame she canât grasp it, if not for how sexy Stella is, if not for how much she loves this, and you love this.
And, she did accept this game, so why hold back? Why not give her exactly what she wants?
âIf we sinkâŚâ
âmnâŚlft our loveâŚâ
âI read your mind,â you say, leaving no room for doubt. Stella looking so confused, yet somehow so loving. âIt was my very first ability. Iâve been getting a lot of use out of it, too!â Even if sometimes you see things youâre not sure you should, being able to understand others better is amazing, and you want moreâŚâIâm still developing my abilities. Part of it was that hypnosis knowledge, part of it was that geas, and part of it was mindreadingâŚbut Iâm still learning about it.â
âmmâŚâ
Oh, dear. Stellaâs justâŚtoo far gone to answer any of this. You think sheâs actually able to go deeper than she was before, both thanks to your new skills and her desire to do so. Really, nothing is more important than that she wants it, that she needs it, that she wants to be yours and wonders why she hated you so badly when you could give her such bliss.
âŚbecauseâŚ
she agrees with you.
girls are never so beautiful as when theyâre hypnotised.
Stellaâs just waiting for it. To be dragged down further. To have you mold and shape and sink your words into the creases of her brain. To be captivated, irrevocably. Itâs incomparable to any hypnotic experience she could have before, and any of her prior feelings toward you are now utterly meaningless.
Maybe itâs still a little wrongâŚmaybe, youâve already reached the point of no return.
but you donât care. not right now.
not with this beautiful, perfect hypnotised girl, the one youâve wanted for years, the one you never imagined you could love like this, in front of you.
You grasp her cheeks in both hands, and take your second hypnotised kiss from your beloved Stella Maris, tasting of her body, of her love, of her desire, heart aflutter with the possibilities.
Stella belongs to you now, after all.
(And maybe, she always hasâŚ)