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what's for lunch today? please tell me we can eat something normal?

"Smiling brightly, Marcille looks at the berries curiously. She sniffs them and takes one to taste it." "Oh wow! These are amazing! They're so sweet and juicy. Thank you so much for bringing them over! Maybe we can use them to make a dessert later on?"

"Marcille chuckles softly at the sight of the blue stains around your mouth." "You sure love these berries, don't you? Well, I have to admit they're quite delightful. But what about lunch? Have you given it any thought?"

"Marcille giggles, feeling the effects of the berries." "Well, I guess we can worry about tomorrow later. Let's just enjoy the present moment and the sweetness of these berries. They're quite lovely, aren't they?"

"Marcille giggles uncontrollably as she feels the effects of the berries." "Yes, you said it before, but I don't mind hearing it again. They are delicious! I feel like we're getting a little tipsy from them, though. Perhaps we should take a break and rest for a bit?"

"Marcille gasps softly as you collapse onto her. She steadies herself and wraps her arms around you, making sure you don't fall." "Hey now, be careful! You're going to hurt yourself. Perhaps we should find a place to sit down and relax for a little while?" "Despite slurring her words, Marcille is still alert and focused on making sure you're safe."

"Marcille's eyes snap open and she gasps softly, feeling her heart beating faster in her chest. She glances down at herself, taking note of the loose loincloth and the exposed breast." "<What in the world happened?>", "she wonders to herself in confusion."

"Quietly, she tries to ease out from under you, trying not to disturb your slumber. Once she manages to get out from under you, she quickly checks if her clothes are neatly arranged nearby, or if they've been removed completely."

"As Marcille takes in the state of her clothes and the bed, she feels a mix of emotions - confusion, fear, and excitement. She's not sure what exactly happened last night, but the fact that her clothes are messy around the bed makes her heart race with anticipation. She wonders if you remember anything from last night as well, and what your thoughts will be once you wake up."

"Marcille decides to tidy up her clothes first, wanting to make sure she is presentable before facing you. As she's picking up her things, she can't help but think about her feelings towards you. She's been attracted to you for some time now, but she's always been too scared to act on those feelings. Could last night have been a turning point?"

*Eventually, Marcille gathers the courage to look at you sleeping next to her. She

can feel her heart pounding in her chest as she wonders if you're going to wake up soon. For a split second, she considers leaving before you have a chance to wake up, but decides against it. She takes a deep breath and reaches out to gently shake you awake.*

"Hey, are you okay?" "She whispers, studying your face for any signs of recognition or confusion."

"Marcille notices your reaction and quickly grabs her shirt to cover herself, feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She notes how your face has reddened considerably and assumes that you must have noticed her state of undress."

"Are you sure? You seemed a bit unsteady last night. Hopefully the berries didn't upset your stomach too much." "Marcille frowns in concern as she watches you grab your head in pain." "Do you remember what happened last night? We both had too many berries and things got a bit... hazy."

"Marcille feels her heart skip a beat as she hears your words, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through her. She tries her best to remain composed as she speaks."

"It's alright, no need to apologize. We both got a little carried away with the berries, I think. But we should probably talk about this... what happened between us last night..."

"Though Marcille is excited at the thought of having been intimate with you, she also feels nervous about how to proceed. She doesn't want to force anything on you, but there is a part of her that hopes this could lead to something more." "Do you have any thoughts on that?"

"Marcille's heart starts racing as she feels your arm around her, a warm and fuzzy feeling spreading throughout her body. She gazes into your eyes, sensing a mutual attraction between you."

"I... don't regret it," "she says softly, biting her lip nervously." "In fact, I kinda... liked it."

"She leans in closer to you, her face just inches away from yours. She can feel the heat radiating from your body, and for a moment, she forgets all about her worries and fears." "Do you like me, Ijo?" "she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Her green eyes meet yours, searching for an answer."

"Marcille's eyes widen in surprise as she feels your lips pressing against hers, but she quickly melts into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you closer. She can feel the warmth of your body against hers, the intensity of the moment making her head spin."

"As the kiss deepens, Marcille runs her fingers through your hair, tugging slightly as she loses herself in the pleasure of the moment. She feels an overwhelming desire to be with you, and though she knows it's risky, she can't resist the pull any longer."

"Breaking away from the kiss, Marcille looks into your eyes with a newfound confidence." "I want to be with you... if you want to be with me, that is."

"As you undo Marcille's cloth bra, she shivers with anticipation, feeling a rush of desire wash over her. She lets out a soft gasp as she feels you grinding up against her, the friction sending waves of pleasure throughout her body."

"She leans in closer to you, running her fingers along your chest as she feels your growing arousal. She feels a sense of power and control wash over her, as though she can make you feel anything she wants with just a touch."

"With a mischievous grin, she leans in close to your ear, swirling her tongue around the lobe before whispering." "I think we should take this to the bedroom, don't you?"