Training with Fragile⚡️ (Patreon)

Another snippet from my fanfic — couldn’t resist posting it now, even though I was planning to post it later, since I’m ready to put everything on AO3. I post chapters along with the art.

A snippet from this chapter for the art:

"It’s not working," I muttered from the corner of my mouth.

I heard a short chuckle and then felt something warm touch my stomach and chest.

Fragile had placed her palms directly on me. I opened my eyes, freezing in surprise.

"Close them," she repeated commandingly. "Do you feel the warmth? Concentrate your attention on it. Imagine the shore. Imagine you are diving... breathe with me."

I closed my eyes again. Her palms warmed my skin through the thin T-shirt. It was strange. I was rarely touched without the intent to cause pain, and this girl was doing it for the second time already. I heard her breathing, smelled her sweat and ozone. Her breath burned my face.

"Inhale… exhale… inhale…" she whispered.

Suddenly, she took my hand and placed it on her chest.

My palm took up almost all the space between her collarbones.

I lost my rhythm. With my fingertips, I felt the dampness of her skin, the frantic beat of her heart in her chest and... a vibration.

Waves of energy were coming out of her.

Our DOOMS intertwined, forming something like ecstasy—a sensation of reality amplified tenfold. I could have sworn she felt the same.

"Breathe..." her voice became distant. "Inhale… exhale… shore… sand… waves… cold…"

Something hit me hard in the chest.

Did that bitch push me?»