Accidents Made Right 1: Pistanthrophobia

Steve led me down the hall of unit quarters, until we reached Unit 2’s quarters. We walked inside together, my footsteps slightly faster than his, before we went to Steve’s room.

Steve went over to his dresser, and deactivated his suit, causing the nanobots to fall to the ground. He pressed a button which made the wall and the dresser spin around, and the nanobots crawled up and into a metal container with bright blue and orange lights, with a shape of a human figure, which the nanobots completely filled, until they looked like Steve’s suit again.

I glanced back at Steve, and spun around faster than anything I’d ever done; a massive blush formed across my cheeks as I realized Steve was only wearing underwear.

“Oh… sorry. It gets really stuffy when I’m wearing clothes under there.”

…

“Though, it sounds like you don’t mind as much as you make it seem,” he added smugly.

“Right… how did you… k-know?” I heard a drawer open, after the wall swung back around, so I figured he was getting dressed.

“Alexander, or your father… whatever. He told me… he told me how you feel… about me.”

“Oh…”

…

“You can look now.”

Hearing this, I slowly turned around. Steve was wearing short blue jeans, along with a plain black shirt.

“This is the first time you’ve seen me without my suit on in a long time… huh?” Steve asked.

“Oh… yeah… I didn’t think much about it.”

…

“So… how’ve you been?” Steve asked awkwardly.

“Not sure… I mean, I’m happy to see you, but… there’s a lot going on now…”

“Yeah, I get that.”

Steve started rubbing his neck.

“So… what do we do now,” he asked, the both of us sitting down on the bed.

“I…”

STEVE! DON’T LISTEN TO A WORD I SAY! DON’T TRUST HIM!

What? Gonna bitch out of this now? Not a chance, Raen quipped.

Pemo remained silent.

Steve started to lean forward, an enamored smile spread across his face. I tried to scream, whimper, anything to get Steve’s attention…

But it was no use. He had complete control, and I could do nothing but watch.

I turned back from the frameless monitor to the dark void, where my father stood, a sinister smile forming slowly.

“You’re a coward, son. Always letting other people tell you what you need to do. You let this kind of thing happen every day. Besides… you need to be punished for even daring to rebel against your father.”

Red electricity sparkled between my fingers as I closed my fists. Something in me… snapped.

“I… won’t let you hurt or manipulate Steve any longer.”

My bastardly “father” sighed, and shot his arms out, causing them to turn into buzzsaws.

Knightmare cracked his neck, and said “Guess you need more of a physical lesson. Alright then. You asked for this.”

I closed my eyes… taking a long, deep, and relaxing breath. I opened them back up, only to see the frameless monitor again. Steve and my body were kissing… and our mouths started to open a little more, allowing our tongues to…

I was back in my body in an instant. Steve released the kiss, and his sapphire eyes stared into my emerald eyes smugly.

“How was it?” He asked.

“I-I… S-Steve… s-something h-happened.”

As soon as I finished my sentence, Steve grabbed my cheeks and brought me into another kiss. As much as I wanted to prioritize telling him, I figured I might as well let this happen for real.

And it was heavenly. Our lips collided like equal storms, fighting not for control, but to become one. It was sloppy, sure, and I had absolutely zero practice… Steve didn’t seem to have any either, surprisingly. There was also the smell of bacon on his breath.

It only went on for a minute, but the longer we went through the minute we smacked harder and faster. Until it was time to finish up. We slowed the pace a bit, both of us wanting to drag this wave of pleasure and satisfaction out as long as possible.

Unfortunately, though, we had to end it, and we pulled back.

“S-Steve, I-I… something h-happened to me. I-I…”

Steve placed his hand on my cheek, and, hesitantly, I buried my head into it. Then, he looked comfortingly to me.

“I know… I did the first one to break you free.”

“I-I… what?”

Steve opened his mouth, pulled a test tube from his pocket, and used it to collect a sample of something from under his mouth. Then, he pulled the test tube out, and showed it to me.

It was now filled with a black dust, with smoke reaching the top of the vial before quickly fading away.

“W-What is…”

Placing the tube on his dresser, Steve explained that “Knightmare took over your body, correct? Well, after a conversation with Rob after our little blackout, he revealed Knightmare’s common habit of possessing people. But then I thought about how we’re reincarnations of powerful beings, I being of Hope and you being of him and Fear, and I figured Knightmare would need some sort of parasite to physically express his control since we’d be naturally more resistant to his possession. He even said to me he has trouble bringing me to the Knightmare realm.”

“O-Okay… w-wait. I have… s-so many questions. First off, h-how did you know I was possessed? Second, why k-kiss me then, if y-you knew I was possessed? A-And third, how d-did you even free me?”

“Well, first, I knew Knightmare absolutely couldn’t resist to possess you. It’s the perfect way to manipulate me, and maybe even you too. Plus, you asked to hold my hand immediately after we were out of earshot of Rob and his kids. Then, I figured I’d kiss you, just to confirm and, if you were truly possessed, I’d already be one step away from freeing you. And you didn’t show any inexperience.”

“O-Okay… but… n-none of that tells me how you f-freed me.”

“Oh, I can’t be mind controlled. Seriously. Whenever someone tries to do so, whatever they’re using backfires, usually getting destroyed. And whatever physical thing Knightmare was using must’ve tried to reach into my mouth when we were French kissing, so it instantly disintegrated.”

“A-Alright… everything makes sense,” I said, a headache forming regardless, “E-Except how you’d know t-the thing would try to c-cross into your body?”

Steve shrugged, walking to the dresser to flip the wall around again, and he said “I didn’t. It was just a test. Though I couldn’t completely rule that possibility out. And besides. I needed that little bit of practice for French kissing.”

“R-Right. Your l-learning ability…”

Steve put on his nano suit, walked up to me, and pecked me on the cheek.

“Cmon. I know it’s a bit much to handle all at once, but we need to go meet the others.”

“R-Right…”

After taking a couple seconds to gather myself, I turned around, not seeing Steve. Then I felt him grab my right hand. I turned to him, feeling a huge sensation of satisfaction boil up in my gut.

Finally! Took them long enough!