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Imagine waking up to Kiki's small frame and bare chest planted on your own.
You go to sleep as you normally do, sleeping on your back with your Kiki daki on your chest. A lonely night, tempered by the presence of your lover's pillowy embrace. You couldn't sleep that night, you felt like you were missing something, and hours went by counting sheep to no avail. Something else was different that night, a chill in the air stirred you from your slumber.
"Did I leave my window open?" you thought to yourself. Before you could do anything, you heard what sounded soft pitter-patter of small footsteps on your bedroom floor. Still in the in-between state of wakefulness and sleep, you were too groggy to make sense of it, much less react to it in any way. The footsteps made their way to the foot of your bed, You felt the slight decrease of the mattress at your feet, as the presence clambered on top.
Right before reacting you smelt the distinct aroma of vanilla, mixed in with something else.. a pleasant musk you haven't smelt before, something very rabbity that gave you pause. Small and delicate hands slid up from the bottom of your blanket and yanked at the daki you held in your arms. It was in the way, and it was discarded at the foot of the bed.
Then you felt it, a soft, womanly frame slink underneath the covers in place of your daki. Completely nude, and covered in a sheen of perspiration. You felt her nude form slide up your legs and rest on top of you, her flat, but also supple chest pressed flat against yours. Her head nuzzles on your chest, and she embraces you in a hug.
Yes, this is what you were missing. You pull her body closer in a warm embrace with your thick arms. Now you're both ready to sleep.
