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I don't know when I'll be able to resume writing again. I still want to finish everything I started, but current health issues have set me back quite a ways. I'm really sorry. But you can have this until the day I can finally return.
“And here we are,” you announce as you slip the schoolbag off of your shoulder and unceremoniously cast it aside. “Make yourself at ho-…“
Your voice tapers off at the sound of the door closing behind you and the lock being turned with a faint ‘click.’ Pekora’s bag drops to the floor, and you feel a gentle pressure against your back as her thin arms wrap around your torso to hold you close, hands resting on your chest.
“Hey…” Her timid voice whispers your name. Your heart skips a beat at the sound.
“Yeah?”
“C-Can I…have a kiss, peko…?”
She isn’t wasting any time. It’s extremely rare for someone as shy as her to be so forward; normally taking the initiative is your job. She must have been waiting in anticipation for this the entire walk home. Such an uncharacteristic act of boldness deserves a reward. Your hand rests over hers. “As many as you want.”
Pekora slackens her hold, letting you turn around to face her. The petite rabbit girl peeks demurely up at you with flushed cheeks, her bright amber eyes gazing deeply into yours. Warmth spreads throughout your core; even after all this time, the moments when her hidden tender side comes out still hit just as hard. And every time, it makes you fall for her all over again. As you wrap your arms around her waist, she lifts her heels off of the floor to stand on the balls of her feet and bring her face closer to yours, her eyes fluttering shut. And reciprocating, you duck your head to press your lips against hers.
The kiss lingers as the two of you hold each other. You let one hand run up her back, fingers brushing over her bare skin to rest on the nape of her neck and pull her in closer. The gesture earns you a muffled squeak from your partner, but she offers no signs of resistance. Emboldened, you decide to take things a step further. Your lips part to let your tongue slip out and tentatively brush against Pekora’s lower lip. The girl’s embrace tightens, her fingers digging into your back, and after a moment’s hesitation she opens her own mouth to let her tongue meet yours. Such a deep kiss is uncharted territory for the both of you, your slippery organs awkwardly wrestling with one another without any trace of finesse. But your embarrassment is overridden by the sheer thrill of such a novel experience. The feel of her tongue against yours. The taste of her saliva intermingled with your own. The pressure of her soft chest against your body as she holds you tight. So many new sensations are flooding your awareness, and you want to savor them all.
