Two months.
When I look back, it feels like an entire lifetime has passed—and, at the same time, like a single blink.
Sixty days of uninterrupted practical work, sleepless nights, calculations that would make any human researcher break down in tears, and adjustments so delicate they demanded more patience than I ever thought I possessed.
But we did it.
The Healer units and I worked side by side until, at last, 2B and A2's bodies were complete.
And not just complete… perfect.
Perfect in anatomical detail, in cellular growth patterns, in neural stability, in the balance between physical strength and biological sensitivity.
And thanks to this long and exhausting process, the Healers learned how to create artificial bodies on their own.
Completely on their own.
When I leave this world—and I know that moment will come—they will continue the work we started.
An entire future has opened before them, and realizing that filled me with a strange sense of pride.
But despite all the technical effort, all the engineering, all the procedures… that wasn't what truly defined those two months.
It was what happened between us.
At first, it was just occasional touches.
White liked to rest her head against my chest while we observed the progress of an experiment.
2B would brush her arm against mine when I explained something, always using the excuse that she "needed a better view."
A2… well, A2 didn't do any of that. But she stayed close. Close enough for me to feel her presence at my back, as if she were always watching me.
And, of course, there were the kisses.
The first, with White, was too gentle to be an accident… and too bold to be mere curiosity.
The second was with 2B, on an ordinary day when she asked me what it felt like to "experience desire."
The third, with A2, happened during an argument—she pushed me, I pulled her back, and suddenly we were kissing with both anger and longing.
So yes, things escalated. A lot.
And all of that brought us to the present moment.
As I promised from the very beginning… White would be the first.
Now, we are in her room in the Bunker.
She's sitting in front of me.
White holds my face in her hands, her warm fingers gliding over my skin.
"Arthur…" she whispers, her voice trembling just slightly. "I've been waiting for this since the moment I got this body."
I smile and pull her closer by the waist, bringing our bodies together.
"I know," I reply, resting my forehead against hers. "And I made a promise, didn't I?"
She smiles back, and then we kiss.
Her fingers tighten at the back of my neck with a need I never imagined I would see in her.
I slide my hand along her waist, feeling every detail of the body I built myself—but which now belongs entirely to her.
White exhales softly against my lips, pulling me closer, as if afraid I might disappear at any moment.
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POV — NORMAL
Arthur began to move his hand over her body.
White embraced him and returned his deep, passionate kisses. Arthur then guided her to sit on his lap, and as he kissed her, one of his hands slipped inside her clothes, gently cupping her chest.
He broke the kiss and began kissing her neck while his hand continued to caress her, squeezing and massaging.
"Ngh… mm…"
White began to feel aroused from his kisses, touches, and pressure. Soft moans of pleasure started to escape her lips. Arthur then moved his hand lower, sliding it beneath her clothes and further down, finding the damp fabric of her underwear, already affected by her arousal.
Feeling the moisture, he began to rub her gently.
"Ngh~"
She trembled, a louder moan escaping her lips. The sensation was completely new to her.
Sensing her reaction, he continued exploring her, deepening the intimacy.
"Mmph~"
She arched slightly, throwing her head back and biting her lower lip, trying not to moan too loudly—but the sound still slipped out.
Arthur smiled at that and leaned closer, whispering softly:
"You don't have to hold back. Let yourself feel it."
Hearing this, White stopped trying to suppress her voice, allowing her soft moans to flow freely as the sensations intensified.
Arthur's other hand moved to remove her clothing, revealing her smooth, pale skin. Her body, newly formed and full of life, responded to every touch.
He explored her gently, balancing curiosity with growing desire.
"Mm… ngh… ah…"
Her breathing grew heavier, her body reacting more strongly as she approached a peak she didn't yet fully understand.
"Nghhh~"
Her body trembled as she reached climax for the first time.
"Hah… hah…"
White leaned against Arthur, breathing deeply, overwhelmed by the experience.
Arthur lifted her face gently and kissed her again. She responded clumsily, still exhausted from the intensity of what she had just felt.
After a moment, he pulled back and smiled.
"Did you feel good?"
"Yes… I've never felt anything like that before… it was incredible," she replied.
"Good. Now… how about you return the favor?" he said with a playful smile.
White looked at him, still learning, still discovering.
"How can I make you feel good?" she asked, curious and sincere.
"Start by taking care of this," Arthur said, guiding her gently.
White nodded and followed his lead.
Though hesitant at first, she began exploring him, her movements uncertain but earnest. The unfamiliar sensations made her pause, but curiosity drove her forward.
Arthur placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry. I'll guide you."
She nodded again, focusing on his reactions, adjusting slowly as she learned.
Her confidence grew as she noticed the effect she had on him, and she began to move more naturally, guided by instinct and his quiet encouragement.
Arthur let out a low breath, clearly affected, though still attentive to her pace.
After some time, the intensity peaked.
White pulled back slightly, catching her breath.
"Did… you like it, Arthur?" she asked softly.
Arthur gently patted her head and nodded.
"Yes. You did very well."
"Hehe…" White laughed quietly, pleased with his praise and the affection in his gesture.
Arthur then stood, offering her his hand.
"Now… shall we move on to the main course?" he asked with a faint smile.
White accepted his hand without hesitation.
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(End of Chapter)