“You’re a what?” Marcus squinted, the light from his computer screen casting an eerie glow on his glasses.
“A Rainbow Nymph,” she repeated, her voice as sweet as the sugared tea she’d been sipping. Her hair, a cascade of shimmering colors, danced around her face with every gesture she made.
Marcus leaned back in his chair, his heart racing. This had to be a prank. But there was something about her… something genuine. “Okay, sure,” he said, his skepticism laced with curiosity. “And what exactly does that entail?”
Seraphina leaned in closer, the scent of freshly bloomed flowers wafting from her. “Well, for one, it means I’m only allowed to be human for one day every hundred years.” She paused, her eyes sparkling like the stars outside his window. “And I’ve chosen to spend it with you.”
The room grew warmer, or maybe it was just Marcus’s cheeks. He’d never been good with girls, let alone mythical creatures with hair that changed color with the light. But here she was, in his dingy apartment, looking at him like he was the only man in the world. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. “What do you want from me?”
Her smile grew, revealing a set of teeth as perfect as the petals of a rose. “I want to experience everything,” she said, her eyes scanning the room. “The food, the movies, the… intimacy.”
Marcus’s heart skipped a beat. Intimacy? With a nymph? He was a virgin, for crying out loud. “But why me?”
“You’re different,” she said, placing a hand on his arm. Her touch sent a jolt through him. “You’re kind, and you see the beauty in the world that others miss.”
Marcus looked at her, really looked at her, for the first time. Her skin was like porcelain, her eyes a kaleidoscope of colors that seemed to shift with every blink. “What happens when the day ends?”
“I go back to my world,” she said softly. “But I’ll leave you with a memory that will last a lifetime.”
He didn’t know what to say. The idea of spending a day with a creature of myth and beauty was both terrifying and exhilarating. “Okay,” he finally murmured. “Let’s start with dinner.”
Seraphina’s eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands together. “Wonderful! But let’s not waste any time,” she said, jumping to her feet. “I want to try everything!”
Marcus nodded, his mind racing with the possibilities. He had a feeling this was going to be a day he’d never forget.
They started with simple human pleasures: a greasy burger from the diner down the street, the kind that dripped juice down your arm and made you feel alive. Seraphina devoured it like it was ambrosia, her eyes closing in delight with every bite. Marcus watched her, his own appetite forgotten as he took in the sight of her enjoying something so ordinary to him, yet so extraordinary to her.
They moved on to a matinee movie, the latest superhero blockbuster. Seraphina was enthralled, her eyes wide as saucers as she took in the explosions and action scenes. She squealed and clutched his arm during the suspenseful moments, and Marcus found himself laughing at her reactions more than the film itself. It was infectious, her excitement, and he couldn’t help but feel a little more alive as the afternoon rolled into evening.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, they stumbled into a quiet park. The air was filled with the scent of blooming jasmine, and the gentle strums of a distant guitar serenaded them. Seraphina looked up at the stars, her eyes reflecting the twinkling lights above. “This is beautiful,” she whispered, taking his hand in hers.
Marcus felt a sudden surge of courage. He turned to face her, the warmth of her hand sending a thrill up his spine. “Seraphina,” he began, his voice low and earnest. “I know this is all new to you, but… I want to make sure this is something you really want.”
Her smile was soft, understanding. “I’ve chosen you, Marcus,” she said, her thumb tracing circles on the back of his hand. “I want to know what it’s like to be with someone who sees me not just for what I am, but for who I am.”
The tension between them grew palpable. Marcus knew that if he didn’t make a move now, he might never get another chance. He leaned in, his heart pounding in his chest, and kissed her. Her lips were as sweet as he’d imagined, and she melted into him, her arms wrapping around his neck. As they pulled away, her eyes searched his, seeking reassurance. He nodded, his cheeks flushing, and led her back to his apartment.
The night was a whirlwind of sensation. Marcus had never felt so alive, so connected to another being. Seraphina was eager, exploring every inch of him with a curiosity that was both innocent and alluring. He tried to be gentle, to guide her through the experience, but she was a quick learner, and soon they were lost in a passion that was as fiery as a meteor shower.
As they reached the pinnacle of their union, Seraphina began to glow, her skin shimmering like the surface of a still pond in moonlight. Marcus watched in awe as she transformed back into a nymph, her human guise slipping away to reveal her true form. Her wings unfurled, casting rainbows across the room, and she kissed him softly, her eyes filled with gratitude.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice now ethereal and otherworldly. “This was more than I ever dreamed.”
Marcus felt a strange mix of emotions: joy at having shared this moment with her, sadness at knowing it would end, and a lingering sense of wonder. He kissed her back, feeling the warmth of her lips, the softness of her skin. “Thank you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “For choosing me.”
And with that, she pulled away, her wings beating a gentle rhythm that filled the room with a soft glow. She hovered at the window, looking back at him one last time before she disappeared into the night. Marcus stood there, his heart racing, the memory of her touch imprinted on his skin. He knew that come morning, she’d be gone, but the night they’d shared would be etched in his heart forever.
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