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I was tired. It had been a long day of streaming for the mamabichos (heh) and I just wanted to sleep, so I went to the kitchen, poured myself some water, brushed my teeth and went straight to my room. There was a weirdly reinvigorating scent of cinnamon in the air that wasn't there before. Did I leave the humidifier on too long or something?
At that moment I heard a jostle in my room, I would be lying if I said I wasn't spooked, but I had trusty Pepe with me, so with slightly fearful motions, I pulled Pepe out and slowly, carefully opened the door.
A bunny. It was a bunny, or at least what the shadow on the walls suggested was a bunny, holding an AK. A goddamned AK? Man, I hope they just leave me b- And I stepped on an empty soda can.
Oh god, shit fuck fuck, they're moving towards me, the shadow on the wall replacing the pale blue glow from the gamerlights. I crouched in a panic, and dropped Pepe as I covered my head, fearing for my life. Tears pooled around my eyes and slid down my cheeks as I waited for something, anything, to happen; those few seconds extending into an agonizing eternity. Did I see my life flash before my eyes? Probably.
I could feel my heart beat out of my chest, the individual beats thumping in my head, but still, nothing.
I tentatively opened my eyes and saw those characteristic pink eyes that enamoured me so long ago. But could it really be? If this was a near death hallucination, I'd rather not wake up.
"Come on, Nyana, did I spook you that hard?", she whispered against my ear, the flute-like notes of her voice causing tingles in my spine, and the warmth air exhaled against my ear making me blush.
Keep it together, Nyana, this is not the place for that. Maybe later, but not now. No! AWAY, thoughts!
As enticing as she might be, that was not the moment.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Nyana, I just wanted to prank ya! Can you forgive me?"
I sniffed and clumsily pulled her close, then hugged her as tight as I could, which wasn't very tight mind you, I was still spooked out of my own hair. I could feel her heartbeat through the cloth of her hoodie, and only then realized that the cinnamon scent from before came from none other than her.
I must've spent a good two minutes cuddling her like this. Her scent was relaxing yet intoxicating, and at some point I'm pretty sure she started scratching between my ears lovingly and caressing my head.
"Geez, purring much?", she teased, to which I jolted away in embarrasment, covering my face with my sleeves.
I couldn't look at her straight, she almost glowed with a giddiness that only served to embarrass me further. Ever seen how people get red from embarrasment? I'd be glowing orange through the fur in my ears if I could right now.
She quickly approached me with practiced motions and pulled my arms away from my face, locking me in place. Those eyes... I could get lost in them... And I did. I forgot just how embarrassed and nervous I was when she suddenly pulled ME close this time, arms behind her back and a shining smile that just screamed everything would be ok.
I was getting tired of her teasing at this point, I'm supposed to be the bratty tease, damn it! So, in a fit of what could only be called an autism shortcircuit, I pulled her by the back of her head into a sudden kiss.
Her dreamy eyes suddenly shot wide open, we kept eye contact for the duration of the kiss, and I even dared to lick her a couple of times. She stood unmoving for what felt like forever, even though my tongue licked and prodded with increasing intensity.
Eventually though, her shock vanished, and she started kissing back with passion. Every slight twitch and twist of her tongue against mine sent shocks through my head and heat throughout my body. When we finally pulled out of the kiss I could barely see straight. The taste of cinnamon lingered on my lips and a heavy blush had settled fiercely on both our faces.
Were we really going to do this? She grabbed me by the hand and slowly walked me to my room. Her hand was so soft that my mind couldn't help but race as she slowly pushed me onto the bed, but... That's not something to share, right?
