She's Incredibly Forward about [___]!

My body plunged for tenuous seconds in the void like air until it smacked and slumped down on the firm floor. Shaken, it felt as if my limbs were angered by my management when I told them to move. I had to take a moment gathering my head and breath to not pass out.

Looking closely, it seemed like the ground was made of black oak planks. The space to my sides and sky were covered in the same infinite black void after a certain point of vision. I couldn’t see past it unless I kept moving in that direction, then the area behind would become the same unviewable nothing. It seemed endless, and yet I fell far from the sky without dying.

Additionally, was I spat out by that hulking ocean beast, or did I come out the no-good end? I think I know the answer, seeing how I started in the mouth. Ehh, yuck.

Despite the pressured ocean I traversed and being inside that inconceivable beast, I looked like I had previously on Earth. I had my mousy brown short hair and slim battered body. Though I certainly could surprise someone with my strength. I hauled construction materials month after month to my back and bones’ dismay. I never had nutrition or sleep to gain impressive muscles, though. The biggest thing I noticed was that I wasn’t drenched, animal waste, or digested at all.

Strange.

Perhaps… the monster’s stomach. That's where I still am.

At this point, I can tell something is awry. I’ll disregard the belief that this was a dream. I can feel pain, the ground, and hunger from not eating for almost two days.

I’m somewhere I’ve never been, but I can finally move of my own volition. That’s something to be thankful for.

I start wondering about the space and find various open cavern-type rooms on both sides of the area. The stone ceiling is just above standing height, and it is filled with a single oak table, a burning antiquated candle, and then empty space. As a whole, there is vastly too much empty space, making the place feel unoccupied.

I decide to check out one more room to see if I can find any food, water, or items that will help with my immediate survival. Inside, I notice a blonde regal figure wearing ancient, brown sandals and a white, full-body, ceremonial gown sitting on the table, turned the opposite way. The gown was open-cut, and I was courted with gorgeous shoulders and bronze toning across her back.

Holy.

Grasping my presence, she flashed an exceedingly pure smile that on anyone else might have been frightening or perceived as insincere. Materializing in the air next to her, I saw a green circular emblem centered with a hieroglyph that I couldn’t hope to read as it shifted in the air.

“I’m Asa. Tell me. What’s your name?”

“Aaa-strid.”

My happiness and awkward smile from meeting her were replaced with room-collapsing nerves and dissociation from the present.

I think it was understandable. She had a majesty that was held together by flawless skin and a silver tiara with a seated emerald. If I discovered her previously in Solar City, I would think that this woman surely was a top pop star or pop idol fated for the stage with perfect charisma. Maybe I was underselling it. Her dignity could probably rule the entire corrupted city. In my heart, it certainly felt like she could absolve the citizens from the merciless gangs and the political and company rivalries.

Looking back into her eyes again, I flustered wildly like I was asking out a long-time crush in front of a full classroom. A timeless moment where the wind blew across both of our faces, ruffling our hair. Those eyes. Well, her whole pressured face was near enough that I swore I could see her breath as fog in this otherwise non-humid place.

We were now holding eye contact, and there was certainly a clear path to push our lips together. No height difference between us, just the makings of air. Her rosy surface made me want to talk to her and find out everything about her.

“Are you going to kiss me?” I asked her in the middle of her speech.

Wait, why’d I possibly say that? Words I frequently used with myself pummeled my head.

Letdown. Weirdo. Idiot. Hopelessly impulsive. I didn’t mean to say that. Not that I wasn’t thinking it.

She grazed her hand slightly on my shoulder. It would be the most precious thing to freak out over if I weren’t losing it here in my thoughts.

“No! Listen Astrid. I’m going to [_____] with you to form a pact, and it's going to save you. You’ll divulge the Words and Seal the Pact.”

Hmm, words of the present keep the panic away. I undoubtedly heard a word from her, yet I never heard it before, and the syllables produced a blank meaning in my mind.

“I didn’t get what you said in the middle of your clarification, Asa.”

“Were you confused on [consummation]?” She said.

I tried not to return a clueless stare, yet that is all she saw.

“How do humans explain it? Hmm… [Consummation]. Oh, yeah!” She claps her hands together over her shoulder. “It is a process like Marriage, Togetherness, Dissolution, Nirvana, Procreation, or Sex,” Asa said. “It happens between two bodies. It feels better when you begin cold. Warm is how most people describe the aftermath.”

“Huh…ah. Ah! Leu-wd!” Every cell in my body was kicked into bewilderment or bashfulness. Sekkusu. Sex. I sensed all the blood inside me was sprinting and cumulating in my brain and other body parts. Suddenly, Asa’s gaze turned deadly. My sweating intensified.

“Don’t worry about what to do. I’ll lead you through it. It’s my promise.”