Nagisa felt like his heart was about to explode. The electrifying and raw emotion of Risa's kiss on top of the element of surprise felt surreal. His head seemingly blacked out for a second to process things before he noticed it was real, that it was happening right this very second, and Risa had initiated it.
Risa held Nagisa tight and embraced one hand on the back of his head and the other on his upper back, pushing him down against her. Nagisa responded by embracing Risa as well, with a hand on her lower back, as there was a gap created by her leaning upwards and the gap only increased as Nagisa was now pulling her against him.
"Risa… I…" He attempted to speak.
But Risa had him silenced with an even deeper kiss. Their tongues intertwined and they exchanged saliva. Nagisa's heart was pumping through the roof.
"Do… y… we…. Mmm… should… Mmm… this?" His attempt was futile.
It was meant to ask whether they should indulge themselves in this activity any further was rendered mute and it appeared more impossible by the second to ask.
"Mm-mm…" Risa confirmed and gave her consent with a muffled sound while they kept kissing vigorously and a slight nod.
After hearing the lights were green Nagisa could not help but start caressing her. Down her neck, her arm and thin waist, slowly moving upwards towards his desired objective. While his hand was seeing his mission through like a loyal soldier, dead set to set a flag post upon a certain bounty, his mind and lips had another agenda at hand.
He kissed her lower lip and worked down her neck, slowly, gently kissing down and kissed her delicate collar bone before working his way up to make a joint attack where his hand and lips would hit their respective marks simultaneously, her lips and her bosom.
"Aaah… mm!" Risa's body tingled.
Nagisa's hand had taken a gentle grasp around her left breast, slowly and carefully grasping it. His simultaneous kiss and advance made her legs weak, it appeared too much for her weak and fragile self on top of the inexperience.
He strongly kept kissing her, while grabbing more firmly until it filled his hand out properly with a bit to spare, it was just the right size, nothing more, nothing less, slightly above a perfect handful. Nagisa's other hand was on her cheek and they kept at it with Risa making muffled sounds of exchanged pleasure.
Nagisa began sensing something on his lips, an odd magical surge. However not a pleasant one, it was dark and grew stronger each time their lips touched, the magic felt like some kind of void.
"Mmm… mmm… mm!" The intervals got shorter of Risa's delight.
And Nagisa thought they had surpassed the interval of stopping. However those sounds were not meant for him. Risa pushed him away and he landed on the other side of the bed.
She immediately tilted to the side and coughed up blood. Nagisa quickly jumped out and got her medicine.
"I am so sorry," She cried out, however Nagisa knew they had gone too far and he felt responsible.
He shook his head, "Do not mind me, I am just glad to be here for you," Nagisa bravely put on a smile to cheer her up and she laughed noticing the attempt behind his smile.
Nagisa thought about her condition intently, clearly this event had triggered her heart rate and pulse, just like when one would fatigue oneself through magic usage. They cleaned the mess up and prepared for bed.
"Good night kiss?" Risa gently asked in an apologetic yet somehow seductive manner.
"From now on, always," Nagisa leaned in to kiss and tuck her in.
In that brief moment he felt something within him. He thought it was a mistake that his skills of sensing magic was enhanced during their earlier activity, but it somehow hit him. He hastily looked at the vial and sniffed it, the unsettling feeling of earlier familiar void kicked in. Nagisa turned and Risa gave a worrying look.
"What are you doing?" Risa asked.
Meanwhile, Nagisa closed his eyes, and he pictured herbs being grinded and mixed together, and saw her condition more clearly.
"These herbs are all wrong, whoever gave you the recipe was lying, it temporarily quiets your condition, but worsens it by opting up its occurred intervals, making it more frequently and in the end it would be permanent and kill you," Nagisa crushed the vial and his hand began to bleed.
Risa grew pale and then immediately tended to his wound.
"How do you know all this?" she inquired.
Nagisa was brought back to his senses and calmed down from all the sudden rage he felt, it all quieted down as soon as he heard Risa's voice and saw her kind look.
"I think it has to do with my Arcane power. I think it has awakened," Nagisa replied.
Risa looked shocked yet excited, gesting with a hand over her mouth much like an old-fashioned maiden at heart.
"Our kiss, our earlier making out, I think it can sense magical structures and possibly more," Nagisa began to explain uncontrollably.
"I think it might be providing me with all kinds of different insights and possibly enchantments," he continued.
Those were the main words Nagisa spoke before they discussed through the night and had only a couple of hours sleep before morning. Risa urged Nagisa to sleep, it was hard since both were excited for him.
More importantly, Odo was not going to wait or hold back from giving him a good whack if he showed up late on the very first day of his internship at the blacksmith.
Upon morning Nagisa left Risa with all the preparation she could possibly need, he told her if the symptoms appeared to only take the vial if she absolutely has to, and instead try to endure it. He would be back with a bunch of herbs later and analyze the structure and also try to fetch the herbology book off the library.
Returning to the blacksmith, Odo stood outside grinning, "And here I thought I would have the opportunity of whacking you first thing in the morning," he rolled his knuckles.
"Not today, better luck hoping for tomorrow," Nagisa grinned back in an utmost amusing fashion.
"Hoping? I know one of these days you will show up late for sure!" The two of them laughed after Odo's remarks and headed inside.
Odo began to explain the proper steps of how to forge swords in Ashen. First, being the foremost key was visualization, the idea of how you want to shape the sword. It almost felt like a romantic tale, and Nagisa tried his hardest not to laugh or smile at Odo's act of performance when explaining the visualization part.
"The handle, the edge. From the tip to the grip, every inch of the sword matters. How it is crafted, enchanted, infused! The amount of love put into each and every detail!" Odo kept at it.
Afterwards he coughed when the realization hit him, the explanation had gone too far.
"Uh-hmmm, that should shortly explain step one," he coughed and believed that sentence had salvaged it.
Nagisa smiled at the entire endeavour.
"What is the next step?" Nagisa inquired and Odo moved on.
Odo broadly grinned and roughed up Nagisa's hair before he set out on continuing the nexts few steps.