A Request I Can't Refuse

Maybe I'm just not cut out to be a woman after all.

Through a single layer of fabric, much thinner than before, I could feel his rough yet gentle touch.

It was awkward.

So awkward that my body stiffened on its own.

If I'd been a real woman from the start, maybe I would've accepted it naturally, as if it were nothing.

Why did I keep flinching, with a chill running down my spine?

But...

Derek's embrace, the very thing that made me feel this way, was so comfortable that I wanted to stay like this.

I'd always felt this way before, too, but perhaps because the barrier was thinner today, it felt much more comforting.

...O-of course, that doesn't mean I want to press our b-bare skin together...