Third Person Perspective

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It's been three days since (Y/n)'s return. The days she returned could be described in three words: silent and horny. The drugs wore off in the middle of the first day and the burning sensation between her legs returned.

She refused to speak during those days except for small answers, the four could tell that she just wanted to think for a while, so they did their best to accommodate.

As soon as the three other brothers left, (Y/n) began to cling to Splendor once more. With what happened next, Splendor could only assume it was because she's embarrassed.

"S-Splendor?"

"Yes?" He answered, combing his fingers through her hair.

"C-can I kiss you...?" She asked with those (e/c) puppy dog eyes. He stared at her, surprised she'd ask. He wasn't entirely sure how to answer, they hadn't made themselves an item, just recognized their feelings. Not to mention, Splendor didn't know how comfortable he felt kissing a girl while she's in heat.

Splendor watched her carefully, her chest rising and falling slowly as she focused. Her focus would switch from his eyes to his lips multiple times. Splendor placed his hands on her waist gently and (Y/n) leaned closer.

"I-I suppose—" Splendor couldn't even finish his sentence before (Y/n)'s lips were on his. Her lips: soft, but the kiss itself: passionate. Splendor could feel the heat radiating off her body.

Grasping her sides gently, he pulled out a soft hum as she pressed herself down on his lap. The action surprised Splendor and he had to pull away.

Looking into her eyes he saw (f/c) before turning white: perhaps in fear?

"Wh-what? What's wrong...?" She asked, shriveling up in his lap, fearing the worst. Splendor shook his head and smiled

"Nothings wrong. I just think maybe you should get washed up first and clear your head before we... do anything." Splendor excused, brushing her hair out of her face. Even placing a kiss of reassurance on her cheek.

(Y/n) blushed and nodded. When she stood to make her way, she froze. Trender never explained how (Y/n) got taken, but from the hesitance in her frame: he could tell Zalgo got her when she was alone.

Before (Y/n) could even ask, Splendor stood up and went into the bathroom with her. It made her smile slightly as she felt safer with him beside her.

"Will you shower with me...?" She asked, timidly but her voice was still laced with lust. Splendor looked down at the girl. She was still horny as ever and Splendor just didn't want to hurt her. He knew she was 3x more sensitive and 10x more emotional.

"S-sure." He may have seen the girl naked before, but not up close. The first few times were accidents. The fourth time was when he was making sure she wasn't hurting herself.

The beating of the water against the tile of the shower was nothing compared to Splendor's pounding head as he stared. Slowly, her clothes were removed from her body.

Her t-shirt gone the fastest as her bare chest brought more attention to her torso than that eye catching design did. The perky pink buds stood proud and probably cold. Next was her shorts and then her underwear.

The next detail Spendor noticed was the bruises, the cuts, and the scars. He knew she was too excited to get all uppity about them. (Y/n), meanwhile, stared, waiting for him to strip. She'd never seen a man undressed on purpose before and the times she has seen them that way was far and few between.

But as of right now, she wanted to see him undressed, she wanted him inside of her. (Y/n) wondered if it would feel as good as her books described sex to be. She knew real women found sex just satisfying enough or entirely underwhelming, but (Y/n) could easily tell by his bulge that he was long. As soon as his clothes were on the ground, her theories were proven right.

The heat between her thighs grew as she entered the shower with Splendor close behind.  She could feel his gaze all over her, and though she was insecure, she currently couldn't care less. And if a few poses were what it took to get him inside her faster, she'll pose.

"Splendor~!" She whined, looking up at him, waiting for him to do something besides stare.

"(Y/n), I'm not sure if this is a great idea. You could still be in the changing process. I-I don't want you getting hurt." He stuttered, gently placing his hands on her waist and arm. He felt her shiver before she turned with a pout on her lips. "Don't look at me like that... I don't want to see you in anymore pain."

"You're not going to hurt me Splendor." (Y/n) huffs, placing her hands on his stomach. Splendor gulps and moves his hands on top of hers.

"You should be doing this with Trender or Offender, they have more experience than I do. They'll know how to avoid pain more than—"

"I don't want it to be either of them. You found me first." She breathes out, squeezing his hands tightly.

"(Y/n)... this is a big deal. I don't think you want me to do this."

"D-do... do you not want me too?"

"Of course I do. But I don't want you to make this decision when you're acting on your subconscious." Splendor states firmly. She watched as her body relaxed and she blinked back into focus, her eyes returning to (e/c).

Her head nodded forward as she falls unconscious, Splendor quickly caught her and carefully sits her down, turning off the water and getting out: taking her out with him. As soon as he sat her on the counter her eyes opened again.

"S-Splendor...? I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." she mumbles, looking around the bathroom, trying to avoid his gaze.

"It's alright. You just still need rest and to adjust to your new body. I'll call Kai and see if he can help in any way." Splendor said with a small smile. He hands her a towel which she gratefully takes and dries her body, quickly covering up at the sight of her scars. "(Y/n). You're beautiful. You don't need to be insecure."

"I was beautiful. Now I just look... weird." She sighs, taking a glance in the mirror before wincing. "My eyes even change color now."

Splendor took a glance toward her, a fiery green in her eyes. He could only assume it was disgust. He teleports away before returning with a change of clothes for her. Handing them over, he helps her off the counter, dropping his towel to stable her feet.

"I think you are beautiful. Not just on the outside." Splendor states, running his fingers through her wet hair, the (l/f/c) still there at her tips. (Y/n) quickly grabbed the locks of hair from his grasp. "(Y/n)..."

Her eyes turned red and blue as tears boiled in her eyes before she left the bathroom, not even dressed. Splendor wanted to go after her, the fear in her eyes from not even thirty minutes ago playing through his mind. However, he knew he needed to get Slender and Kai over to help understand what was going on.

Besides, he wanted to see if (Y/n) would return to her lust filled state if she was alone with Slender.