Chapter 15
Softness…what was so soft? Ah but should I really care? Let me just sleep a little more sister.
Riff Raff's eyes shot open as he realized it was not his sister, for once, that shared his bed.
Sophie's small body was pressed against his own – chest to chest – he felt as if mental breaks had become a normal occurrence.
He attempted to sit up but froze – every moment of his body only caused her to press closer and closer. What am I to do?
He silently prayed that Magenta would not pick today to "visit" him in the morning … the thought quickly dissolved as he recalled that she had spent the night with the master. Slumping back into the bed, Riff Raff decided to distract himself by staring at the girl who was currently in his bed.
A slight spot of drool had formed on the pillow under her head; he made a mental note to wash it later. Her hair was fanned out, framing her head like an overly large halo; he had the sudden urge to stroke the inviting locks – what was happening to him? He moved his eyes down her body, stopping to admire the serene look of her sleeping face. She looked even more innocent in her sleep, if that was possible, her mouth was slack but not gaping and her eyebrows were smoothed into relaxed curves. He continued his sight-seeing by moving down her thin, long neck to her shoulders and then arms – with a shock he realized that her left arm was resting over his right shoulder, her hand resting on his left shoulder… she was embracing him?
What an odd sensation, to be held so close, he thought as he lowered his gaze and gasped. Her breasts were pressed flush against his chest and the longer he stared the more he felt the soft roundness…
His body betrayed him as he heard her gasp awake.