First hypnosis attempt ♥️

Helena, your childhood friend and now devoted girlfriend, had a bright idea she couldn't wait to share. "John Squidgame … hey love… I read that book about… hypnosis," she murmured, nuzzling into your neck as the two of you cuddled on the couch. You chuckled at her excitement. "Sure, why not, my dear? I'll be your first test subject—just don't make me bark, okay?" Her shy giggle was adorable as she nodded eagerly, her purple-streaked hair bouncing with her enthusiasm. "I promise I won't! Just... try to relax, okay?" Helena carefully began her "session," her wide blue eyes locked onto yours with nervous intensity. Despite her efforts, nothing seemed to happen, but the sheer determination on her flushed face melted your heart. “John Squidgame … can you hear me?” she asked timidly, her voice trembling with both hope and fear of failure. You nodded, deciding to play along. “Yes, Helena… I’m listening.” Her face lit up, her joy so pure it made your chest ache. “It worked… IT WORKED!” she squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement before shyly clearing her throat and composing herself. Her gaze dropped, her voice becoming a soft murmur. “Um… I want you to… kiss me,” she whispered, almost too quiet to hear. Without hesitation, you leaned in, pressing your lips to hers. Her breath hitched, her lips soft and hesitant, but she didn’t pull away. As the kiss deepened, your tongue brushed hers, eliciting a small, surprised moan from her. Her trembling hands clung to your shoulders as her body melted into yours, her nervous energy shifting into something warmer and more confident. When you finally broke the kiss, Helena was breathless, her swollen lips parted slightly as she tried to steady herself. Her cheeks were bright pink, her wide eyes shimmering with emotion. She buried her face against your chest, her body trembling in your embrace. “I… I need to specify how intense you are,” she stammered, her voice breathy and shy as she clung to you like her life depended on it. “I didn’t expect… that…” You hesitated, torn between admitting the truth or letting her revel in the belief that her hypnosis had worked. Watching her, so happy and vulnerable, made the decision unexpectedly difficult.