>>43648605You will never experience Yuyu walk into your room, exhausted after a 13 hour day of streaming, and slump down into your lap. You will never catch a whiff of her sweat mixed with the lingering scent of Monster Zero Ultra™ as she does a little wiggle to get comfortable in your lap, her fluffy hair tickling at your face as she leans back to yawn. You will never get to reach up and slowly start patting the top of her head as she pulls out her phone to check up on Twitter. You will never feel her noticeably push her head into your hand as she lets out a long sigh, feeling comfortable with your touch. You will never run both your hands through her messy dark blue locks, scratching gently at her head in the process. You will never hear her gasp and let out a rattled "h-harder", half spoken, half exhaled, while pushing her head back to rest firmly against your chest. You will never feel the lavender scent of her shampoo fill your nostrils while roughly massaging with both hands, face pressed against the top of her head. You will never hear her breathing get rougher, interrupted occasionally by tiny squeaks. She's dropped her phone at this point and fully given into your assault. You will never forget the world around you for what feels like hours as you simply press against each other, enjoying playing with her hair, gentle yet without reservation. You will never snap to reality upon feeling a growing dampness on your lap. Yuyu is at this point fully leaning into you, eyes closed and breathing heavily. Theres a little bit of drool on her slightly parted lips. Her hair now even messier than when she wakes up next to you in the mornings. You will never pick her up and carry her to the shower, both still in a partial state of delirium and bliss.
I LOVE YUKO YUREI. She is my guiding moonlight.
