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Snippet 10: A heartful time with Joy 2, or 'how something complicated turned into something quite peculiar'.
Warning: It got even more wholesome!
While passing time together without getting too bored in the process proved to be quite easy for me and Joy, the same didn't extend in trying to find a comfortable and yet manageable sleeping condition. With one bed within the room, and not one that had room to keep two individuals away from each other in the instance of sharing it, there was a bit of a struggle regarding what to do about it.
"I'm picking the floor, you can have the bed," Joy affirmed without paying attention to my reaction. Big mistake.
"How about you get the bed, and I go to sleep in the bathtub?" I rebuffed, causing her to stare at me with a frown.
"I'm your guard, so I will pick the bathtub and you take the bed."
I huffed at the verbal sparring. "Since you're my guard, it would be better if you were the one getting some sleep- also, wouldn't the bed be the worst place for them to find me sleeping in? It would definitely enable them to jump at that opportunity."
After that counterattack, Joy spent a few minutes staring right at me and... I couldn't help but smile at those stubborn and yet cute pink eyes of hers. She tried to pull the tough act on me, but the girl quickly got the message that I wasn't exactly planning to pull back from that confrontation. In the end, either by stubbornness from both sides, or the fact it would act as a major deterrent from any nighttime attacks, Joy and I decided to share the bed.
And that's where the true 'fight' happened. Trying to keep by our sides proved to be fairly tough, especially when the mattress was so small and... her tail was constantly poking along my whole back. She definitely felt it as she twitched a few times, but I was the one that was subjected to this issue the most, preferring to keep quiet about it to prevent a Round 2 of the previous verbal battle we just finished having. Also, Joy hadn't exactly packed a conservative nightwear, preferring to stick with her usual sleeveless violet shirt which exposed her midriff, short pants and... no general underwear from the looks of it beyond a pair of simple panties. Meanwhile I was stuck with a half-sleeved white shirt and a pair of black pants, my 'minimalistic' route when it came to hot nights.
Despite the many issues of that kind of predicament, we somehow found the means to fall asleep. It wasn't the classic calm rest I was accustomed to as it became apparent that someone was shifting me within the bed and I was reacting to it. I cracked a look to see what was going on once things got 'quieter', with my attention now aimed at the ceiling as I was turned belly up and... someone happily snuggling onto my chest while holding onto me like an overgrown pillow. Not gonna lie, this was perhaps the first time I saw Joy being this... adorable. She looked at ease, very happy from the tiny smile on her face and seemingly enjoying the relative warmth we were sharing.
I was still tired, and the pleasant scene just sent me back to dreamland shortly after. But while I found it easy to go back to sleep, someone else decided to wake up as soon as they realized that what she had been biting for a while wasn't a marshmallow but part of my shirt.
Joy's pink eyes widened in shock as she tensed in my weak hold. The first few minutes of being awake were spent gaining greater awareness of the situation, with her blush intensifying the more she understood how awkward the entire situation was. Sure, she did have close moments with Drake but she actually didn't sleep-cuddle with him. The main reason was tied to how 'touchy' he tended to be if put in that circumstance, but this wasn't something happening at the moment while the young woman was with me.
That was a first and... was it even done right? In her opinion, I was holding her quite weakly, but... maybe it was meant to be that way?
So much confusion entered her mind, but an unshakeable need to remain put and enjoy the unexpected but still pleasant circumstance remained strong within her. Sure, it was odd but it also felt right. Like, really right. And she couldn't think of anything else but nuzzling a bit more and enjoying the modest warmth out of that position.
Joy felt nudged into that comfy place, and she couldn't help but indulge into her need to rest through it. The night was calm and there were no signs of trouble coming at them. Wasn't that the best? Technically yes. But... she also felt as if someone was watching us from nearby, something absurd considering that it was just us in that room and there were no signs of break-in.
What we didn't know at the time was that we hadn't been 'alone' for some time now. Through a few hidden cameras, two women were staring at the situation with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. One was the High Prime herself, still wondering about why she went along with this, and her deeply-amused companion, a certain Love Crest.
From her comfy chair, Ambar glanced at the mastermind that was really behind the whole ordeal. "I didn't know you were rooting for them. I thought you were all about Drake and Joy being together."
Grace Ravenhurst smirked in a pleasant way, seemingly accepting the skepticism raised by her fellow Crest.
"People change their opinions at times. I just find this unusually pure interest from Joy quite... delightful. And also telling. Sexual love is fine, but I think my dear daughter and Drake don't have just the... chemistry for pure love."
"Oh, so you're trying to land them together... but what about Hope?"
"Who says she can't be part of this too?"
"Kayin?" Ambar argued truthfully, dropping some of her own concerns about it too. "I mean, understanding as he might be, how does he feel at the notion of his daughters dating the same person?"
"Elated. After all, if any of them is hurt by him, he would have to have a 'talk' with John rather than pursue someone else. And he finds John a viable candidate for both."
"Oh..." The Bear Prime hummed, sounding thoughtful for a moment before smiling at the future scenes coming out from this daring plan shown by Grace. "So, what's the next step?"
For some reason, I couldn't help but shudder in my sleep. Which was odd considering that I was being subjected to peak pleasant warmth... Someone was plotting crazy stuff on me. That, or I forgot something.
AN
The plot... thiccens. Like Joy's thighs.
