The Unplanned Late Night Snack
Rhodes Island could be quite the noisy place at times. Not as a whole, no, though that could be attributed to the residents simply getting so used to the nearly everpresent sound of machinery over time that they just no longer noticed it. It was mostly at the cafeteria and around some of the dorms that it got noisy, really. The soundproofing of the structure wasn't bad, but it wasn't quite that great either, and on some -all things considered quite rare- nights the noise would just leak out and spread to the nearby area. It mostly happened when someone had -or simply came up with- a reason to throw a party. Rhodes was no nomadic city, but its size couldn't be underestimated, which meant someone willing to partake could always be found.
It was on one such night that the sound of a particularly loud feast reached all the way to Suzuran's room, waking her up in what probably was the middle of the night. That, admittedly, was a first, and partially because of that it took her a while to realize what was going on.
She yawned, rolled around in her bed once, twice, yawned again, and finally got up, using what little light came in from the window to reach the alarm and check the time, all the while absentmindedly rubbing her eyes.
"... it's early... no, it's late... ?" she wondered.
She lied back down on the mattress, made comparatively small by her unusually high amount of tails, and tried to sleep, lest she'd miss the alarm come sunrise. The partying, however, was unaware of this and went on undeterred.
"... I can't sleep... "
Pretty much fully awake by that point, Suzuran got out of her bed and pondered what to do. The thought of going to the dormitory and asking them to tone it down a bit never even crossed her mind, not because she didn't think they'd listen to her -depending on who exactly was partying, they actually may- but rather because she didn't want to risk ruining the mood. Besides, she'd been forbidden from going to those late night feasts anyway. Mostly because letting someone of her age into a room full of flowing liquors and possibly drunk adults -and maybe, just maybe, drunk teenagers too- didn't sound like the greatest idea one could come up with.
With all of that said, however, she had no way of knowing how long the party would still go on for, and she was extremely unlikely to fall asleep again while they were still going.
... was that the sound of a chainsaw she heard for a few seconds?
No, that had to be something else. She mulled over what she could do for a while, until she remembered something. Namely, the greenhouse. She was almost sure she'd heard that, among all the perfumes she had made, Lena had some meant to facilitate sleep. Wether she -or anyone else there- was still up at that hour, however, was up in the air. Having decided that she'd just go back to her room in case there was nobody awake, Suzuran put on her clothes and headed out.
Rhodes Island at night was a sight she wasn't quite used to. The lights were somewhat cold, and the hallways surprisingly empty. The loud merrymaking, however, made it rather easy to relax. The greenhouse was quite a way from her room, so she started walking with relatively quick steps, hoping her little night trek wouldn't somehow end up causing trouble.
Saying she was familiar with the planimetry of the landship might have been a bit of an overstatement, but she knew the way already, so getting lost wasn't one of her worries. One step followed the other, and eventually the partying sounds grew more distant. She didn't stumble upon anyone in the hallways, a fact in itself quite odd, but somewhat relieving too as she was a bit scared she might get into trouble were Kal'Tsit to find out she was wandering around that late. That, and she was pretty sure it'd end up causing trouble for those having the party too, something she wanted to avoid. Actually, of the two she was more concerned with the latter than the former.
Truth be told, she was actually avoiding people by walking lightly and hiding from the sound of footsteps, for the reasons stated above.
At some point, however, she realized she'd taken a wrong turn. Some of the hallways at Rhodes Island looked nearly identical, but she was pretty sure the one she was in at the moment was not one she had ever been to before. She was about to turn around and head back when she noticed something. A faint scent in the air, one she probably wouldn't have caught had she not been a vulpo. A sweet fragrance, gentle but pungent at the same time. She turned around, and something caught her eyes as well. A few stains on the floor, apparently leading to a door, or maybe leaving from it. They weren't large, far from it, but they were still big enough to be noticeable. Innocent curiosity took over, and Suzuran strolled all the way there and knelt down. It was then and there that she realized what said stains were.
Blood.
Blood was what she was seeing, but it wasn't what she was smelling. Not entirely, at least, as its scent did manage to reach her nose through the other fragrance when so close to its source. She looked at the door the trail led to, the one the other scent was coming from too if her nose was right. The stains were rather fresh. Well, they had to be, someone else would've surely noticed them already otherwise. Worried that there might be someone injured, she got up and hurried to the door. She stopped her hands a mere inch away from the knob however, and knocked a couple of times first.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" she asked, perhaps too softly to be properly heard.
And, as a matter of fact, nobody replied. She considered heading straight to the medical bay to call for someone, but on second thought she probably should've checked the situation first. Maybe she was worrying over nothing. So she knocked again, calling out in a slightly louder voice to whoever might have been inside, but once again she got no answer. And so, with a bit of hesitation, Suzuran reached for the knob and turned it. The door was unlocked, and she slowly pushed it open to avoid making it creak.
"Sorry for the intrusion... " she said, whispered almost, as she poked her head inside.
All the lights were off, and there weren't any windows. That, or the curtains were all pulled shut. Only the rather dim night lights of the hallway illuminated a bit of the entrance. More than the sight -or lack thereof- Suzuran was surprised by the scent. That of blood was faint, very faint, and covered by a more intense one, a sweet fragrance that softly made its way up her nostrils, the same she had caught earlier, just stronger. Her tails dropped slightly as a vague sense of warmth and relaxation enveloped her.
Then she shook her head to bring herself back to reality.
"Is anyone here?" she asked a bit more loudly as she took a step inside "There's some bl -ah!"
Suzuran stopped dead in her tracks as a sharp tip suddenly emerged from the darkness, resting exactly on her throat. Her eyes instinctively followed the blade, but it was too dark to see the hand wielding it.
"... mmhn... oh... oh?" a voice then reached her ears.
Much to her surprise, the person hiding in the dark sounded... sleepy. In fact, she even heard her yawn. She didn't know who it belonged to, but it's not like she knew everyone at Rhodes Island either, so she was still quite calm. Well, relatively speaking at least.
"What's a little morsel like you doing here?" the voice asked as a light turned on, blinding Suzuran for a split second as the blade left her throat.
"I'm Li- ah, Suzuran, it's a pleasure to meet you" she greeted with a bow.
The woman looked her up and down as if to examine her, and her eyes seemed to shine coldly when her gaze found its way to the vulpo's tails.
"... ah. Ah, yes, you're that famous one" the woman replied with a soft laugh that, for some reason, sent a faint shiver down the little girl's spine.
Suzuran raised her head and gave the room they were in a quick look. It was a rather small one, definitively smaller than hers, detail that left a sour taste in her mouth. There wasn't much furniture, but what caught her eye first was the long sword casually resting against the wall next to the bed, identical to the one still in the woman's hand. Her gaze then fell on a few capless bottles placed on the nightstand. She recognized the style, they were just like those used at the greenhouse. In fact, there were a few flowers inside, completely drowned in a slightly blue fluid, flowers she had seen before but which she didn't really know much of either. There were also several thermal sticks sticking out from each one, the kind used to make incense evaporate faster she believed. The pleasant scent she was smelling was definitively coming from there.
"I'm Lappland" the woman, a lupo with silvery hair and eyes, introduced herself as she sat on her bed.
Her attire was rather odd. Shorts, no boots nor socks, a long jacket but no shirt, leaving her bra in plain sight. It looked like she had started getting undressed before deciding to just go to sleep as she was, though that wouldn't really explain why she was wearing a jacket without a shirt. There were cristals on her leg, cristals Suzuran was all too familiar with. She was also still holding one sword in hand, but there wasn't any animosity coming from her. Her muscles were well defined, and she had a few scars here and there on her skin.
She yawned again.
"Are you hurt, miss Lappland?"
"Should I be?" she asked back, quite clearly amused by the question. How odd.
"There's a bit of blood leading to this room" Suzuran replied, not really trying to hide her concern.
"Blood? Ah. Aaahhh!" the woman suddenly exclaimed as she turned around and probed her back with her free hand "So that's why I felt like my back was killing me, it was actually trying to!"
The fact that she seemed to find it fun confused Suzuran. It confused her greatly.
"I'll go call someone from the medic bay right away" she said, but Lappland lunged forward to catch her before she could turn around.
"It's just a scratch"
"We should at least bandage it then... ?"
Something shone in the lupo's eyes, a glint that sent a second shiver down the vulpo's small back. She tried her best to ignore it though.
"Aren't you the sweetest little morsel. Sure, if you insist. There's some stuff in there" she agreed as she let go of her and pointed to a drawer.
"Excuse me" Suzuran said before finally entering the room, closing the door behind herself as she started rummaging.
What she found wasn't quite a proper first aid kit, but it was close enough. That woman had to be an operator who just came back from a mission, that was the only explanation the vulpo could think of. It didn't really explain everything, actually, but still.
"Suit yourself" Lappland invited her as she put down her sword and moved her jacket and hair out of the way, presenting her back to the girl.
Suzuran sat on the bed behind her and started disinfecting the wound. It wasn't especially bad, but still big enough to make her wonder just how Lappland could've possibly gone to sleep without treating it first On closer inspection, however, it looked more like that was a relatively old wound that somehow reopened very recently, maybe due to excessive physical activity. She casted a quick glance at the bed and found it stained red too, though not as much as she had feared.
"Ehm, do you get hurt often?"
"Ah, I think I just did"
It took Suzuran a few seconds to realize what Lappland meant.
"N-no, I wasn't saying anything about your, uh... "
"Relax, morsel!"
"I'm sorry... doesn't it hurt?"
"Only if you're not used to it" she replied with an heartly laugh.
"I-is that so... "
It didn't take long for the child to finish the medication and wrap the bandages around the lupo a few times, and she finished the medication soon after. At which point she got up, said goodbye and headed back into the hallway. Or, well, at least she tried.
"Let's drink a bit, shall we?" the lupo said as she grabbed her for the second time.
There wasn't a lot of strength into her graps, but her oddly sharp nails were almost digging into Suzuran's flesh.
"I really shouldn't be up and around at this hour. And I'm too young to drink. And you shouldn't drink this late at night either" she reprimanded, or rather she advised.
"I'm talking juice here, morsel, not alcohol" Lappland corrected as she patted the bed right next to herself "I've heard this one helps you sleep too" she added as she took a bottle out from the nightstand, still one of those used at the greenhouse.
"It does?"
"That's what Lena told me, I guess"
That was... a rather fortunate coincidence, yes. That being the case, however, Suzuran couldn't really see any reason to turn down the invitation. Which honestly spoke volumes about her.
... thinking about it, did they make drinks at the greenhouse too? She thought they only made perfumes.
"Thanks for having me then" she caved in with another bow.
What Lappland did right as the child had taken a seat next to her, however, took the little vulpo completely by surprise. She had expected her to grab a couple of glasses, sure, but to take out a millefeuille cake from the nightstand? No, she definitively hadn't seen that one coming. She even had knife and fork for both. ... just how much stuff had that woman crammed inside there?
"I-I can't accept this, really... " she tried to refuse.
"It tastes great, trust me" the lupo insisted as she dragged the nightstand in front of them to act as a makeshift table "Besides, can't have a drink without a snack. That's what tea time is all about, isn't it?"
"This isn't tea though. And it's not the time for tea either... "
"You're right!" she agreed with a laugh.
Suzuran laughed too, though much less heartfully than the lupo.
I hope this won't ruin my appetite comes breakfast...
In part out of courtesy, in part out of obligation as she had technically accepted the offer, and in part for a reason she couldn't quite grasp herself, Suzuran ended up taking a bite of her slice of cake.
"... I think" she commented "I've never tasted a cake like this before"
She had a feeling there was meat in it, but she wasn't sure. Was meat ever even used in baking?
"Good, right? I made it myself" Lappland boasted cheerfully as she took a -much larger- bite herself.
"What did you put inside? The flavor is really quite peculiar" the vulpo inquired as she took a sip from her glass, the aroma in her nostrills mixing with a sweet taste in her mouth, every muscle in her body relaxing in response.
If that was really juice, she had no idea what kind of fruit had been used to make it.
"Aahh, maybe you should wait a couple more years before asking that, little morsel"
Suzuran finished her glass.
"Miss Lappland, could you please stop calling me that?"
"It's too early to call you a steak too, little one" she said back with a laugh as she started ruffling Suzuran's hair, much to the child's annoyance. And maybe, just maybe, delight as well.
"Do you suffer from insomnia, miss Lappland?" the child asked while watching the lupo drink three or four glasses one after the other.
"Drop the miss. Lappland's the name"
She didn't sound angry, really. Maybe just a little less amused as she refilled Suzuran's glass too, too quickly for the vulpo to protest.
"L... Lappland, do you have insomnia?"
"Why would I?"
"Why would you ask for a sleep inducer if not for that?" she asked with genuine curiosity.
"Oh, I didn't, they just gave me some" the woman replied as she pulled out two more bottles pretty much identical to the first one.
"I-is that so"
Maybe because the drink was really pleasant, maybe because the unusual taste of the cake was something she'd never tasted before, Suzuran ended up staying longer than she had meant to. One bite followed the other, one bottle ran empty, a second one too, a third, and then even a fourth that just seemed to appear on the nightstand on its own at some point.
Maybe I... shouldn't have... she wondered, nearly half asleep, her cheeks flushed, her tails pretty much lying on the bed. She was feeling rather dizzy. Actually, her head was spinning. Literally, as her neck kept dangling left and right like an upside-down pendulum.
... what time was it again?
She realized she was lying against Lappland and tried to pull herself back up as she apologized, but the lupo's arm was wrapped around her shoulders, holding her in place. Their eyes met. The woman had drunk four, maybe five times as many glasses as the child, and yet she didn't seem as sleepy as her, though there was definitively drowsiness in her face. Her cheeks were red and, while Suzuran wasn't quite sure, her pupils seemed dilated too.
"You're warm, little morsel"
Her voice sounded a bit... off. And her smile. Her smile sent a shiver down Suzuran's spine, one much colder than the previous ones, the teeth almost glistening in her mouth. Or maybe that detail was just a trick of her own mind. The lupo's hand dragged the vulpo closer, pulling her against her own chest as her hand slid underneath the little girl's clothes, caressing her soft, friable arm.
"You smell of Siracusa, morsel" she said, her voice oddly low, her nose pushed against Suzuran's hair and ears, taking in her scent "Of Siracusa and something else"
"M... miss Lappland, your... hand... " the vulpo tried to protest as she felt the slightly cold touch of her fingers sliding underneath her dress, stopping on her chest, right on her heart.
"It should beat harder, you know?"
"Really? W-we haven't studied this y-yet"
"Aww, the morsel still has to learn"
Suzuran remained mostly quiet as the lupo... cuddled her? Was that cuddling? She wasn't sure. Her mind was a bit hazy, and to tell the truth Lappland didn't seem quite sober either. Sober? Why, they hadn't drank alcohol. Her touch was... nice. She felt nice. With her ear against her chest, the girl could quite clearly heard the woman's heart, beating strong and steady.
Then she shrieked softly as Lappland's hand suddenly started to caress her chest while her other one slid along her thigh, the lupo's leg crossing over her own to pin her down.
"Miss Lappland, we... we shouldn't do... this... "
"This what, morsel? You're not into hugging?"
"Uh... "
Suzuran wasn't sure if her dizziness was getting better or worse. What she was sure of was that she was starting to feel hot. To be more accurate, she was starting to notice that she was sweating.
"K-kyaa! M-miss Lappland, your... "
"Miss ain't my name" she reprimanded her as she pushed her fingers between the vulpo's legs, her other hand still fondling her small -pretty much nonexistent- chest, occasionally bumping against her nipple, the rustling of her clothes deafening in the otherwise silent room.
"L... Lappland, your hand is... it's touching my... " she tried, a complex mix of emotions preventing her from finishing that sentence.
"... this is unhandy"
Before Suzuran could even attempt to understand what that meant, Lappland effortlessly lifted her up in the air and dropped her back down on the bed, but this time sitting right between the vulpo's legs.
"Much better"
"Mi- Lappland, I truly don't think this is... "
"It feels bad?"
"Eh?"
The woman slid her hands back underneath Suzuran's clothes again, teasing her nipples with more energy than before. From that position, her breath could reach the vulpo's nose, and with it the scent of their drink.
"Does this feels bad?" she asked again as she kept fondling her, her chin resting right between the vulpo's ears.
"I-I don't... it feels... funny... " Suzuran replied, her face even redder than before, her hands pointlessly grasping Lappland's arms as a foreign kind of warmth started to spread within her.
They remained like that for a short while, the vulpo's breath growing more and more ragged -if only due to her growing nervousness-, until the lupo slind an hand further down, reaching once again between Suzuran's legs, held apart by Lappland's own.
"It's damp here, little morsel" she commented with a laugh "Do you know why?"
"Ah... awawa... t-that's... "
"You do know then! From class?" she inquired further as she poked Suzuran's privates through her underwear, a tingling feeling growing stronger with every stroke of Lappland's fingers "They sure teach it early around here"
"No, t... there was a m-missplaced book at the... library, and... b-but I didn't read it all! I just... " she explained as she covered her face in embarassment.
"Ever done this before?"
Suzuran slowly signed 'no' with her head.
"My my, I'm honored then!"
And with those words Lappland slid her fingers underneath the vulpo's panties and stroke her clit directly, eliciting a surprised shriek from her.
"Wha-what was tha- "
"Tell me if it hurts, alright?" she cut her off.
"I... a... alright... ?"
The lupo chuckled as she hit Suzuran's sensitive spot again, causing her little body to jolt as a weird feeling ran through her, a shock of some sort, warm and pleasant, yet scary in its foreignity. Focusing on the vulpo's breaths, Lappland kept caressing her chest as she placed a single finger against her entrance before slowly, ever so slowly pushing it inside, the little girl's fingers digging into the woman's arms as her privates were penetrated for the first time.
"Not quite yet, uh" the lupo quickly judged before pulling her half-inserted index back out and bringing her focus back on Suzuran's clit, each touch causing her breaths to grow heavier and heavier.
Her tails were waving at Lappland's sides, but her large ears were twitching right against her face. Maybe because of that, the lupo suddenly bit one of them, causing the girl to let out something halfway between a scream and a shriek.
"Don't bite my ears!"
"Somewhere else is fine?"
"No!"
"Sorry, sorry" she replied as she let go of it, and thankfully Suzuran wasn't looking at Lappland's face as those words left her mouth, for the expression she wore as she spoke them might have been too much for the girl to handle.
"So, morsel? How does this feel?"
"I... I don't know, it's... f-funny and... I feel all... tingly... "
The only response she got was a laugh, after which Lappland brought her other hand down and started caressing Suzuran's privates with all ten fingers. The vulpo's body started to jolt more and more violently, until her muscles tensed up, an overbearing warmth spreading from her nether regions to her fingertips like a jolt of electricity, her breathing briefly coming to an alt as her mind blanked out for a moment. She then fell back down against Lappland, her breathing even heavier than before, her thoughts cloudy, and a lingering pleasure through her body.
"W... wha... I... th-that... "
Lappland said nothing, simply laughing softly -not too softly, to be fair- as she took a short break before placing once again a finger against Suzuran's entrance.
"W... wait... L-Lappland, I... "
"Did it feel bad?"
"Eh?"
"Did it hurt?" she pressed her, still laughing.
"I-it d... it didn't, bu- "
Her words were cut short by the lupo's finger entering her, for its whole length this time around, a weird sense of fullness taking over Suzuran as yet another entirely new feeling washed over her, breaking up her breaths even further. Seemingly content with... something, Lappland dragged her finger back out, all the way to the tip, before pushing it inside again, not as slowly as she maybe should have. Suzuran grasped one of the lupo's arms with one hand while her other reached for her shoulders. Had she had a bit more strength in her limbs, her nails would've probably dug deep enough into the lupo's flesh to spill a bit of blood.
"Let's see, let's see... around here? No" Lappland spoke to herself as she probed Suzuran's insides while monitoring her reactions, the girl's flesh pushing back against the foreign object.
Each motion sent a shock up the vulpo's spine, a pleasant one but a shock nonetheless.
"Keep it down a bit, morsel" the lupo reprimanded her when her voice -moans, maybe- started to grow a bit too loud for her tastes.
"I -aahh- I can't... "
"Here then" she replied as she pulled one hand up and offered it to Suzuran "Bite down"
Her fingers were covered in fluids, but the girl was in no condition to notice such a detail as she simply stared bewildered.
"Just pretend it's a slice of cake. Should taste similar too" she joked -she joked?- before pushing her hand against Suzuran's mouth.
The girl found herself really biting down, hard, her teeth piercing skin and flesh and spilling a bit of blood, her voice nearly dying in her mouth as yet another taste she wasn't familiar with reached her tongue. Then her body jolted again, her jaw closing down with even more force as a shock ran through her, a sudden burst of pleasure filling her.
"Oh, found it, found it" Lappland laughed as she started rubbing a certain spot inside Suzuran, every stroke making her whole body tremble.
Too overwhelmed to think straight, possibly even to think at all, the vulpo bit down harder, much to the lupo's entertainment, her body shaking and trembling against the woman, her tails waving wildly behind them, sweat running down the little girl's skin as the overbearing warmth in her nether regions kept growing stronger.
Suddenly, another jolt pierced her. This time, however, it was a purely painful one, on her ear. It took her a few moments to realize that Lappland had bitten her again, only with more strength than before. Oddly enough, however, that seemed to make the foreign pleasure even stronger. As a matter of fact, the lupo chuckled upon feeling the girl's insides contracting around her finger in response to the bite.
It didn't take much longer for Suzuran's muscles to tense up again, a muffled moan somehow managing to escape her mouth despite her jaws still being firmly closed on Lappland's hand, which by that point was bleeding rather profusely. Most likely because the lupo's fingers stopped moving, the vulpo relaxed her mouth and fell back, panting heavily, one ear twitching, the other struggling against the woman's teeth, a tiny trail of blood dripping down it.
They remained there, still and silent, for quite a while, lingering pleasure still coursing through the little girl's body. As Suzuran slowly caught her breath, she realized that her clothes were partially died red, her eyes falling on the -relatively, at least- severe bite mark on Lappland's hand. Her first thought was that she had to treat that, but exhaustion and sleepiness were quickly taking over her. She could hardly lift a tail, let alone an arm.
"M... miss Lappland, your... " she said as she looked up.
That's when she noticed that the woman had fallen asleep while holding her in what could maybe be described as a rather awkward embrace. Suzuran should have woken her up, bandaged her hand, or maybe simply ran away, but her limbs weren't responding. She was just tired, so tired, and Lappland's chest felt oddly comfortable, her beating heart lulling her to sleep.
In the end, the little girl feel asleep there and then, their heartbeats mixing together.
More asleep than awake, Suzuran reached for an alarm far in the distance, much too far for her tiny arms. Mostly because there likely was none in the room. And even if there was, her body couldn't actually quite move that much. Something warm and heavy was holding her down. It wasn't crushing her though, far from it. She blinked once, twice, then a few more times as her eyes adjusted to the light. The curtains were still pulled, but a bit of sunlight managed to sneak through. That, and the lamps were still on from earlier that night.
It was then that she realized where she was. Namely, in Lappland's bed, with the lupo lying partially above her, holding her in a soft yet firm embrace. She was still asleep, a soft smile on her face, an innocent yet somehow slightly chilling smile. Suzuran tried to slide out of her grasp without waking her up, but her arms wouldn't budge, and prying open her fingers seemed impossible.
The thought of just lying there for a while, enjoying the warmth, knocked at her mind, but it only managed to take a few shy steps inside before being sent back out. Partially because the memories of the previous night were all coming to her, leaving her with... difficult feelings.
"Ehm... miss Lappland?" she started calling while shaking her, though not that vigorously "Miss Lappland? Miss Lappland? Miss Lappland?!"
By the time the lupo actually woke up, the vulpo was almost shouting in her ears and rocking her body back and forth. Well, as much as her tiny arms allowed her to, at least. The woman blinked a couple of times before stretching her legs, her arms still not letting go of Suzuran as a yawn that somehow resembled a laugh escaped her lips. Her sleepy gaze rested on the little girl, a warm yet vaguely threatening smile briefly appearing on her face.
"... I'm sorry, morsel" she then said "But you'd make for too heavy a breakfast, y'know"
Suzuran forced herself to crack out a laugh, if only to go along with Lappland's own. She really couldn't get her sense of humor.
"Miss Lappland, what time is it?"
"I think" the woman replied as she briefly ran her gaze over the room, looking for a clock "Around seven in the morning"
"Already?!"
She tried to jump out of bed, something she actually managed to only when the lupo decided to let go of her, and hurriedly fixed her clothes. It was then that she realized there were bloodstains on them, and her eyes traced back to Lappland's hand, the girl's bite mark still perfectly visible on it.
"I-I'm terribly sorry!" she apologized with a deep -maybe too deep- bow "I'll treat it right away!"
"No need, no need" Lappland replied casually as she got up and put on the pieces of clothes she was missing "I've places to be, can't stay here that long"
Suzuran turned around and headed to the door, then turned back around, then to the door again, repeating the process a few times as she wondered what to do about her clothes. She couldn't just walk out with them stained like that.
"Take this" the lupo said after having thrown a small blanket at her "You can bring it back whenever"
"Thanks a lot!"
The vulpo wrapped it around herself -it looked kinda suspicious, but not as much as the alternative- and dashed out. She had some spares she could put on, and maybe she could even manage to get them clean herself somehow, but she had to hurry or she'd be late for her morning lessons.
Lappland, on her part, walked out shortly after and looked down. Suzuran had mentioned a few bloodstains on the floor, but she couldn't see any. They probably got cleaned up during the night. She stretched once again, turned the opposite way from the vulpo and went her way. If words of what happened got out, then...
Now I've done it, haven't I? Maybe this is the time I get killed for real... ah, I hope they send that one with the red coat, it'd be so nice. Never thought I was into this stuff though. Aaahhh, but she felt so nice to touch, and her scent was so...
Then she stopped for a moment.
"... ah. Ah. Aaahhh, that's it. Those were perfumes, not drinks. My bad" she realized as she told herself that using medications while sleepy probably wasn't a good idea.
From behind the corner, a small vulpo spent a few more moments secretly looking at her before turning around and hurring back to her room, for real this time.
Sweet, little, innocent Suzuran, made for headpats and corruption.
... maybe.
Truth be told, this one was... pretty random, I guess. And I'm really not that confident about the characterization either, or how the piece turned out as a whole.
Anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it.
