Once again she was plucked from her home and forced to endure another grueling trial to entertain some weird masochistic creature in the sky. Her objective, while simple was made complicated by that same creature. Repair five generators, open the exit gate and leave. Seems simple enough, and it would be. If it wasn't for the bloodthirsty killer who also had an objective, stop the survivors.
She was sick and tired of being plucked from her cozy campfire surrounded by her friends and forced to endure a trial for a creature which had never even shown itself to her, other than when it was shoving its spike through her chest.
Her life in the trial was surprisingly similar to her life out of the trial. Cold, alone, scared were a few that came to mind. Nea was a delinquent to put it lightly, expelled from school at 19, she lived her life in an apartment with a few, more successful friends. She had a dead end job at a gas station living for her next check and nothing else.
Her only passions in life were graffitIand rock music. Whether it be playing or listening it was the only thing which actually gave her joy. One night she decided to tag her most adventurous target yet, the abandoned crotus prenn asylum. Spray cans now in hand she began to spray her tag right on the front door of the ancient building. Her fur began to stick on end as she examined her surroundings. She pulled out her earbuds and stuffed them in the pockets of her hoodie. A bloodcurdling scream filled her eardrums.
Panicked and scared she ran inside to escape whatever it was. She hid inside of a Nearby locker and broke down into tears as scream after scream were belted out around her. She saw her, floating there, staring into the slits on the locker door. Her heart was beating through her chest and filling her eardrums. Before long, she was thrown onto a hook and carried into the sky. That was her first trial, and she failed miserably.
The trials had all been the same after that, sprint burst, flashlights, d-strike, adrenaline, pallets, t-bags. It all was incredibly boring for her, so much so that It wasn't even a challenge for her anymore.
This trial started similarly to every other trial, someone was found, they ran the killer around for about three generators worth of progress until they got downed only to be saved by another survivor with a flashlight while the remaining two survivors worked on the last two generators. This trial was made slightly more tricky for both sides due to them paying a visit to Lery's memorial institute.
But this trial ended differently, by the time one survivor was downed and hooked the exit gates were already open and only two survivors were still in the trial. This mishap played right into the huntress' hands. Nea approached the exit gate after saving Nea and attempted her escape. But something blocked her exit. The entity had blocked off the exit with its spikes and the Huntress was standing right behind her to reap the rewards.
The huntress cornered Nea in the exit area and knew that no matter what tricks or addons Nea had hidden up her sleeves she would not be able to escape. After all, NO ONE ESCAPES DEATH. Despite this threat, it didn't stop Nea from attempting to run away. Her fur coated skin felt the cold breeze of air slap against it as she tried to maneuver around the threat. With one mighty swing of an ax to the shoulder, Nea was brought to the ground.
The rage seething through the huntress' veins told her that this survivor did not deserve to be sacrificed. She deserved a fate far worse than what the entity would have done to her. Returning to the campfire was not an option for this survivor, she had to be punished.
The huntress hoisted Nea up onto her shoulder and was prepared to take any strikes the survivor had left. And by golly gosh you better believe she definitely had a strike for her. Nea mustered all of her strength and struck the huntress' back with a shard of broken glass. This usually caused the killer to drop her, but this time it was different. She merely pulled the shard out of her back and threw it on the ground.
Nea knew that this killer was tired of the treatment she had received and all of Nea's relentless assaults on her had culminated into what she was about to have to deal with. Nea had more than accepted the fact that she was fucked.
She still held some hope that Meg would save her with a pallet or a flashlight. But the huntress had other plans. The huntress still carrying Nea on her shoulder walked into the reception area. The seething rage she was feeling did not allow the message to flow into her head that she should potentially not walk under the pallet due to the possibility of it getting dropped on her. As she walked through the pallet she saw Meg come out from around the corner and grab the edge of the pallet.
The Huntress was not having any of this shit and buried her ax as deep as she could into Meg's skull killing her instantly.
Nea shouted aloud on the bigger woman's shoulder. "How!? How did you kill her you bitch!? Iknow you follow the entity's rules so how!?" the blood from Meg's corpse had splattered all over Nea's torso and was matted into her fur. The smell of it all quickly overpowered her nostrils and made her recoil.
The huntress looked into Nea's horrified expression with glee. She didn't bother to remove her ax as the lifeless corpse slumped to the ground at her feet. Nea tried her hardest to wriggle out of the woman's arms to no avail. The huntress carried Nea through the reception area and turned right followed by a quick left into an empty room.
The huntress had heard of a way to bring a survivor back with her into the red forest. In order to do so, she must temporarily sever her connection to the entity and sacrifice the survivor she wanted to bring with her as she returned. The only way to sever her connection would be to directly disobey an order from the entity by performing an action the entity does not allow. For example, Shoving an ax into one of the survivor's skulls without bringing a mori. This was not the Huntress' reasoning for her actions she was just so enraged at this point that she didn't particularly care what the fuck the entity wanted.
The logic behind this being the entity becoming confused as to who was returning and sending the survivor instead of the Huntress to the killer's place of residence, in this case, the red forest. Once the connection is reestablished, the entity realizes that the killer had not been returned and then returns the killer along with the survivor back to the killer's dwelling. Not being able to tell that the survivor was tagging along because the killer's aura masked it.
She walked into the adjacent room and threw the Nea on the hook with enough force to break it had it been used before. Nea's soul was filled with spite as well as her face. She could feel her entire lower body jiggle from the amount of force she was thrown by. She was lifted off into the sky in a strange way this time. Instead of being pierced and dragged away it grabbed her gently by the limbs, running into some trouble as it tried to maneuver around her behind. She began to fade away into the familiar black and orange particles.
Herman had been the one who discovered that after analyzing the entity's actions and patterns. Being by far the most intelligent killer definitely had its perks. He only shared this information with the Huntress because he couldn't see the huntress using this to cause undue harm or death to the survivor she brought. After all, the huntress didn't really want to kill humans and only did so to please the entity. Every other killer genuinely enjoyed harming other human beings, or in the nurse's case enjoyed what came after the harming. Herman had managed to resist the entity's control and showed the other killers who wanted to listen to do the same. The life they lived was one of hard work and sacrifice but they would rather maintain their free will then be forced to do the entity's bidding without any questions.
While it may have seemed like the entity would have been watching the killer's conversation it is much to focused on the current trials going on. In a lot of ways, the entity was very childish. It also did surprisingly respect the killer's wishes and gave them things that they wanted when not in a trial. Due to the mental and physical manipulation, the killers were forced to endure at its hand. It was almost justified in the entity's mind. The entity gave killers what they wanted not only because the entity felt it fair, but also because the killers could perform much better when not under heavy stress and exhaustion post-trial.
In the trial themselves other than giving the killers their powers and appearances it didn't actually do much else to them. Pain the killers felt during a trial was real pain, exhaustion the killers felt during a trial is real exhaustion and the entity felt that this plan of action made the trial much more entertaining to watch. So just like a football player needs to relax after a game, the killers need to relax after a trial.
Nea was placed into the familiar black stretch of terrain that she was more than used to seeing post-trial. She felt a different feeling roll across her fur, one of warmth. The sound of jiggling flesh slightly muted by fur rang out across the large expanse. Her paws had the layout of the expanse memorized and dodged bumps and hills almost on autopilot. She ran to the light in the distance, expecting to see her friends who had escaped sitting by the campfire. when she got closer to the light she realized it wasn't the light of a campfire, but the light of a cabin's interior peeking out through the glass placed on top of the door.
She was confused but wasn't fond of the idea of staying in the blackness any longer than necessary. Upon opening the door slowly and carefully she stepped inside trying to listen for anyone else.. Once she entered, her dirty clothing was removed in a flash of orange and black and her fur was left exposed to the air. It felt like almost a plastic sheet was lifted over her entire body slowly from bottom to top. It pinched her fur in the wrong places and forcibly spread her legs to get their interior. However, as soon as it was there it was gone and in place of the plastic was completely clean fur and expertly patched up bruises and wounds.
Literal months of stuck on dirt blood ash and grime was removed and all of her wounds were suddenly gone. The entity wasn't so kind to the other survivors, the most they got was access to a shower during December but that was by far their most kind gift.
Nea had assumed while this was happening that the entity had re-accommodated the survivors to a new living space and had granted them the access to be clean once in a while. Her dirty clothes were replaced by a clean and comfy pair of pink briefs and a matching bra paired with grey gym shorts and a tight fit black tank top. After years of mistreatment by the killer's and entity's hands, she could definitely get used to this.
Despite the positive treatment she was still on edge and all of her senses were telling her to be careful. She noticed a woman sitting in a chair and by the looks of it her shape was very filled out. The figure spoke up and her voice sounded like liquid silk flowing across an ocean of velvet.
"Consider the clothes a gift from me, you must be cold, this fire will warm you up."
Nea had assumed that this figure was the entity given a human form in order to properly communicate with Nea. The voice was comforting, inviting, it definitely did not make her want to leave that's for sure. She used this invite to get a better look at the figure from behind. She had long flowing black hair and while looking petite and feminine the figure definitely held a commanding and strong vibe about her. The kind of vibe that makes you underestimate her before she grabs your arm and throws you over her shoulder.
Nea approached still cautious, given the strange situation and even stranger person. She sat beside the figure slowly in a chair similar to her own, the fire's warmth felt pleasant and helped calm her down some. Her generous backside providing excellent cushioning making the chair exceptionally comfortable. Having a higher resistance to cold meant that warmth to others was uncomfortable for her. But this distant roaring fire felt pleasant.
Nea turned her head to get a look at the woman's face. She looked absolutely beautiful. Her skin looked soft and smooth, the kind that makeup couldn't enhance any farther than what it already was. Her eyes were a piercing blue and her lips were full and plump. Her face looked soft with no feature existing that didn't draw any attention away from the rest of her.
While her face was soft and pretty, her body and limbs looked thick. She definitely looked soft and pretty, but her body looked full and huggable. To describe her appearance in any other way but perfect would be doing her an unjust service.
She looked in Nea's direction after taking a sip of her tea and made direct eye contact, almost as if she knew Nea was eyeing her up. Her eyes were like diamonds staring into the depths of your soul and warming it up with tender kisses. Nea could tell something was being done to her, she was calm, too calm. This allowed her to break through something temporarily and her sense of being uncomfortable came back to her.
Her hair was down to her mid back and went across her face at an angle which she had tucked over her ears on both sides as to not obstruct her face. To say that this was the most beautiful woman Nea had seen would definitely not be an understatement. This is the kind of woman she had hoped to meet one lonely night and get rowdy with.
She broke eye contact to get a look at her chest. Just like everything else on this women, her breasts were the perfect size. They must have been a Double d-cup which looked as soft and plump as a pillow. Every feature on this woman seemed like it was custom built to suit Nea's preferences. She was wearing an outfit which was similar to Nea's, Except it was all black.
Before Nea knew it she was staring. The woman noticed this and started smiling a gentle smile. She snapped her fingers to get Nea's attention. When she did so her breasts jiggled a lot. The noise startled Nea a tiny bit and caused her to jump slightly.
"Oh uh sorry" Nea said with a blank look on her face.
"Would you like anything? To drink that is." The figure asked Nea with that same beautiful smile.
"Some milk would be nice. Just don't poison it." Nea replied half jokingly half seriously.
The woman extended her arm out towards a table standing beside her with her palm facing up and lifted her hand away.
To Nea's surprise, the table lit up a gentle orange light which obstructed the center of the table. When the light faded away on the table sat a white mug filled to the top with almond milk. The figure picked up the mug by the handle and passed it to Nea.
"Just as you asked, without poison"
"Wait, almond milk? How the hell did you know what kind of milk Iwanted?"
"Ihad a feeling." The figure replied never breaking her smile.
Nea sipped the milk and it was perfectly sweet, just the way that she liked it. This woman had to be the entity she thought. Who else would know this much about her? Despite the seemingly polite demeanor and godly body Nea was still on edge.
"Not quite hun, but shockingly close."
Nea's ears perked up and she had a scared look on her face. "What?"
The woman looked over at her and her face began to glimmer a dull orange just like the table had moments ago.
On her face, a mask which just covered her eyes and nose had appeared which looked shockingly familiar. A puzzled Nea looked at the mask and tried to understand what the woman was getting at. The woman reached out towards Nea and grabbed her cheek gently. Equally gently she raised her chin up to look higher up on the mask. Nea finally realized who this woman was. On top of the mask stuck out two ears which resembled a bunny's.
This woman was the Huntress, the thought finally clicked in Nea's mind. The mask dissipated back into the orange glow which it had arrived in. The huntress moved her hand up towards the side of her fuzzy face very slowly as a look of horror was struck into Nea's eyes.
Nea was scared to move as she looked into the huntress' blue eyes. Nea stuck her claws out and clawed at the huntress' face quickly. It just struck the mask and only urged the figure on further. She stood up and the full eight feet of her immense stature was visible. Nea visibly halted before shaking her head. The huntress grabbed both arms and placed them above her head before grabbing the top of her head. Nea reached both of her legs out and tried kicking at the woman's legs to no avail.
Nea knew she could handle the huntress in a trial, but here she didn't have any perks, items, friends, or pallets to bail her out. And she suspected that the huntress still had all of her powers.
The chair she was sitting on suddenly began to rise in height. Once Nea was eye level with the huntress she stopped using her powers. The sudden motion underNeath Nea caused her to Nearly jump out of the chair and strained against the woman's grasp. She squirmed as hard as she could but with an immensely powerful yet soft hand holding her head, it seemed like she couldn't do much.
The huntress removed her grasp on Nea's head and began petting her gently between the ears. Nea froze up and just stared at the woman. She was going to play with her until she would eventually kill her, or at least Nea thought. The huntress placed Nea's head on her upper chest and placed a kiss on the top of her head.
"Fear is an ugly look on you little one. Calm down hun, I'm not going to hurt you, Well as long as you listen to what Isay."
Nea took that advice to heart and began to calm down, the natural thought would have been to stay suspicious, but looking into this woman's eyes didn't make that possible. She felt calmer now that she had been in her grasp. And were her eyes orange?
"I'll answer any questions you have as long as you listen to what Ihave to say and consider my requests."
"Okay, but could you let me down now. Please."
Just as quickly as the chair had risen it sank back down to its original height. But, now the fire was to her right instead of straight ahead.
The huntress sat back down into her chair with a graceful descent. Nea visibly had some more clarity to her yet still kept her wits as she scanned the room just in case. She almost missed the feeling of her gentle touch against her skull.
"To provide a quick explanation, this place is my home. You may know it as the red forest, but this is my version of it. This is what it was like before the entity took control of me and forced me to hunt people. In exchange for controlling our every thought and action, and contorting our minds and bodies he gave each killer their own space. Ichose my own home before the abduction.
Herman Carter, you may know him as the doctor, broke through the entity's control and regained his own mind. Fitting Iguess. The only killer who wasn't willingly killing people or mentally unstable before the entity took them over was me. So he gave me back my own mind. Iguess Iowe him for it.
Imustn't allow the entity to know that Iand carter have free minds so Iact the same in the trials so it doesn't catch on. Because the entity is too busy watching the current trials it doesn't concern itself with what goes on in our own homes. Which is how I'm able to use my powers for my own benefit.
Every killer can do what Ihave been doing inside of the trials, they just don't know they can.
Iam able to manipulate everything and everyone inside of my home. Ican't change your physical body but Ican manipulate you mentally. Which is how Ihave been reading your thoughts. Imust also say, Iam very flattered."
Nea stopped for a second before looking up at her. "That was just a joke, no way Iwould actually do that, just a joke." her demeanor visibly shifted to one of embarrassment as her ears drooped down. The huntress just smiled more at her disobedience before continuing her story.
"This is what Ilooked like before it changed me. When Iwas a little girl, Iand my mother were hunting to feed ourselves in the Russian wilderness. Icarelessly wandered forward without paying attention to my surroundings and put myself into a trap.
A very large wolf was waiting for a careless creature to wander into its territory to eat. Iwas that careless creature. My mother did her best to protect me when it pounced. Iescaped without a scratch, but the wolf and my mother were not so fortunate."
For the first time since they had been talking, The Huntress' smile had gone from her face. Nea was an excellent judge of character and could tell this topic was very traumatizing. This uNease urged Nea to comfort the woman. She mustered her pride and stood before approaching the woman. She sat down with her back to the huntress' chair. She reached up and placed her hand on her head. "Dont think this is for you or anything, it just helps me to listen." the huntress started rubbing her head gently. It did make the story easy to tell, but she could feel Nea purring against her legs. The huntress couldn't help but steal glances st Nea's butt as she descended directly in front of her.
"The wolf Got an ax through its head, but my mother got a set of sharp teeth through her neck. As my mother was dying in my arms she was humming my favorite lullaby to me. Once she finally passed Iran back to my home full of dread.
The entity encroached into my vulnerable mind as Iwept. Iheard a knock on my door that evening. At that point, Iwas already taken.
Iopened the door to my mother's beautiful smile staring down at me. The entity had raised me to become a killing machine using a copy of my mother as its vessel. Whenever Ihad a cut or bruise the entity would kiss my wound and it would magically heal.
Whenever Islept the entity made me go into a copy of my home and hunt during my dreams as well. While Iwas sleeping the entity took that time to slowly alter my body.
It made me more beautiful and powerful gradually because that was the limit to his power. Because he didn't pull me into his world and Iwasn't insane it had to keep up its illusion until Iwas ready to be a killer.
Iwas raised without ever knowing that my mother wasn't actually my mother. For the first eighteen years of my life, Iwas trained to hunt animals of gradually bigger sizes. Until eventually, the entity decided to test my hand against humans.
In a one mile radius around my home, the entity had set traps which work similar to how the killers see auras and loud noises in a trial. At this point, world war two was raging on. This gave an interesting opportunity to see how well Iperformed against armed prey. Islaughtered every single one of them without mercy. A full Russian convoy turned up missing. That evening Itook the humans Ikilled and gutted them one by one. That was the beginning of the end for me."
Nea was gently sitting at her feet and without realizing it had completely leaned against the huntress' legs. It had never been appropriate for another survivor to pet her as it would only have complicated things. She was intently listening to the story and felt for the woman truly and deeply. A feeling which she didn't even know she was capable of.
"For the next five years, Ikilled nothing but humans. Ididn't even eat them, Ididn't eat anything the entity fed me during my sleep.
Once Iwent to sleep the day Iturned twenty-six, the entity put me to sleep for tens of years to come. During my years-long sleep, the entity manipulated my physical form into what you see during the trial. It worked on carefully locking away the portions of my brain which featured my mother and replaced them with itself.
Not only did Iwake up with no recollection of my mother, all Iknew was murder, and the entity's embrace. When Iwoke up in late 2006 my home and its surroundings had remained identical as when Iwent to sleep. The entity kept me hydrated and fed during my sleep.
To test the effectiveness of its manipulation it ordered me to go two hundred miles away from my home and slaughter an entire town one by one without being seen or heard by any of them. Isucceeded flawlessly.
This ensured the entity that Iwas a worthy killer and a proficient one at that. The entity put me into my first trial against his original group of survivors he used to test his game. Imercilessly killed all of them. The entity showered me with praise.
Iexisted to kill humans and nothing else. One thing the entity couldn't do, however, was lock away my memory of my mother's lullaby. The memory of said lullaby was too powerful for it to manipulate. Iwas not aware it belonged to my mother, only that it meant a lot to me. So Ibegan my "career" as the entity's slave humming the lullaby Iloved so much."
The crackling of the fire next to them was the only noise breaking the deafening silence.
Nea could not express how sorry she was for the Huntress, she felt terrible for everything she had done to her. There weren't enough words in the English language to express just how sorry she was. And it was at this point that she reevaluated how she felt about the Huntress. This wasn't just a mindless killer, this was a human being with feelings and emotions. Calling her the huntress didn't feel right anymore, she needed to learn her name.
"Anna"
With the end of that statement, her smile had returned. Never once had the petting stopped and never once did either of them wish it to stop. She took note of the name and felt it fit. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.
Once again a calming wave overcame Nea and this time, she didn't resist it. She merely let it flow over her and she was glad she did. She knew Anna was using her powers. Normally, she would have been apprehensive to this manipulation but deep down she didn't really care.
"Ido have one request Anna, could you stop reading my mind?"
"Of course, if that is what you wish but Imust put my mark on you to do so. "
"What is that?"
"Iplace a symbol of my influence directly above your hip on your back which shows you have built a relationship with me and when you receive one you can consciously deny access to me in your brain. Iplace it on your low back so that on the off chance you are against carter he will see it and know to take it easy on you. And no, it will not hurt."
"Alright, say no more, mark away. "
"Please stand up, turn around and lift up your shirt."
Nea did as instructed and received the Huntress' mark. It was a bleach blond version of the Huntress' mask placed into her fur. It actually looked pretty cute, if she ever was allowed to leave the trial, she was going to keep it.
"That is really cute. Thanks Iguess." she held her elbow awkwardly standing before the woman.
"Ican pet you again if you wish." her smile was warm and inviting and she was testing her influence on the smaller woman. She was fairly confident she would deny it but she knew they both enjoyed it.
"You pretty much answered most of them, but I'm curious to know why did you bring me here instead of someone else."
"To be honest, you were the only person Icould catch. The entity is becoming increasingly fed up with my constant defeat so Iwas actually asking you here to discuss switching up how the trials go down. If we don't do something the entity may catch on that Ihave broken free, and Inever want that to happen. And Iwas okay with killing meg because Iknew she would return to the campfire. Idon't like killing anymore, but Ihave to. Iwas hoping you could talk to the other survivors for me and work some things out."
"Ican try, but Idon't know if Iwill be able to. But, could Icome back here? Idon't want to stay at that place, ever again." Nea visibly shuddered and her fur stood up on end thinking of it.
"That is actually something that happens when you receive my mark the entity gets confused when it sends you back because you have a part of my aura with you. So from here on out, unless you choose otherwise, you will return here whenever a trial finishes. Even if I'm not the killer in that trial. You may also bestow this gift upon a different survivor if they are willing to receive it.
But Idon't classify that as valid compensation for your assistance to me, Iam incredibly grateful for your services. In exchange, you may ask me for any favor you wish."
"Any favor Iwish?"
dirty thoughts flooded her dirty mind as she smiled naughtily. Anna looked at her and slowly started shaking her head. She knew something incredible was about to happen. Nea's eyes narrowed and her tail started to wave in the air.
"To be honest, the only thing Iwant is you. Ihaven't had a good fuck in what feels like years."
Anna's eyes widened and she started to laugh. Nea's smirk never faded, it made her look confident. A feat when in the presence of a goddess.
"Oh darling, if that is what you wish Iam more than happy to comply. But before we do this, if Imake love to you, you will not want anybody else. "
These words left Anna's lips with a particularly happy tone. She was also incredibly aroused by Nea's furry shape. The gentle and smooth nature she held intrigued Anna to no end.
"When in the presence of someone like you, it would be hard to imagine wanting someone else."
These words genuinely made Anna's heart skip a beat. To think that Nea of all people would be into her this way, and with such genuine passion warmed her lonely heart. Anna stood up from her chair and grabbed Nea's furry cheek.
"We will make love shortly, but right now, you are tired and need rest. Ihave been dulling your exhaustion since you have gotten here."
"What do you mean? Ifeel fine."
Her entire being felt acute and in the moment. Sleep was at the back of her mind. Before she knew it her entire being felt sleepy. She almost fell over from exhaustion before Anna reached down and swept the woman off of her feet. Her ample flesh proved to be comforting arm rests as she carried the woman off to the room.
"We shall sleep together for tonight. Anything you want, you needn't but ask."
"O-oh ok."
Anna began humming her lullaby as she carried Nea away to her bedroom. Anna had definitely been suppressing her exhaustion since she arrived. Nea had begun to blink slowly in the bigger woman's arms.
"Go to sleep darling, Iwill be here in the morning."
Nea did not need to be told that a second time as she immediately let go of her consciousness and began to be lulled into sleep. The huntress bent down and kissed Nea on the forehead as she began to walk towards her bedroom. She opened the door and placed Nea on her freshly made king sized bed.
Anna lifted her hand and removed all of Nea's clothing bar the panties, pulled away the covers, and gently tucked her into bed. She couldn't help but think dirty thoughts as she looked over her naked form. Each curve of her body was held by dark fur. Her body was almost as thick as her own but even more desirable. It seemed as though her mounds were bigger than Anna's. The fur must help to push the mass of fat down under clothing. She mewed gently in the mass of comforting sheets.
Anna did the same for herself, but she removed all of her clothing instead. She suspected that Nea had not gotten a good night sleep for several years. Anna moved apart her own covers and got into bed next to her. She was actually excited for tomorrow, a feeling that she had not experienced in a while.
Either way, tomorrow was going to be a very good day. She snuggled up next to Nea without grabbing on to her as to not disturb her. Nea in her sleep turned to Anna and grabbed ahold of her waist with both hands. Her grip was firm enough to not come off without being forced off by Anna, or let go on purpose by Nea. This action made Anna jump a little at the sudden touch.
Nea's actions had made Anna become very flustered. Despite appearing very stoic and commanding, when it came to affection she melted.
She fell asleep with a blush on her cheeks and a smile on her face.
