Everything started as innocent as usual.
Or at least, innocent according to Misa's definition, which usually involved jumping on me, licking me, and biting me in a way that would make any onlooker immediately call emergency services.
I was sitting, trying to review my school project papers, when I felt something heavy drop onto my back.
"Misa..."
I sighed, without even needing to look.
I had become able to recognize the way she landed even without opening my eyes.
"My master is too busy for me..."
She said with a whiny tone, as she slithered over me like a small snake.
"I'm a little busy. School project, remember?"
I tried to sound serious.
But who was I kidding?
Misa didn't care.
Instead, she made a move that froze my blood in my veins:
She sat right on my back… then leaned forward and began to play with her teeth on my neck.
"I'm marking you..."
She whispered mischievously.
Then she bit gently, leaving a slight mark on my skin.
I gasped.
"M-Misa! Don't play with your teeth there!!"
But she only laughed — a small, warm, deadly laugh.
Then she continued, moving from my neck to my ear, and from my ear to my shoulder.
Every time she bit me, she whispered:
"Here... mine."
"And here..."
"This too..."
"No one touches this but me..."
I was dying... but not from physical pain.
I was dying from embarrassment, confusion, and an internal explosion of all the strange sensations flooding me.
"Misa... stop! I'm a human! Not a piece of furniture to train on!"
I shouted, almost crying.
But the response?
She pulled me tighter against her, her arms tightening dangerously around my neck.
"You're more precious than furniture..."
She said in a warm tone.
Then she brought her lips close to my ear and added:
"You're my treasure. And I'll make everyone know that."
Suddenly, I felt her tongue trace the small bite mark... as if she was sealing it.
(Status report: Melting myself - 95%. Risk of fainting - high.)
Finally, Misa sat in front of me, satisfied with herself, rubbing her head like a cat after a successful battle.
Meanwhile, I... was just trying not to turn into a pile of accumulated embarrassment.
And as I tried to gather the remains of my dignity...
Misa smiled at me with a devilish grin and said:
"My master... I have other ideas too, if you want more marks."
I swallowed loudly.
In that moment, I realized I was playing a game I never even agreed to participate in.
A game where the only loser...
was me.