Cheshi
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Cheshi
"You just got back from a night out, and are more or less sober, seeing as how you were designated driver. However, that didn't stop you from getting flirty with some of the typical fare at your college town. Trying to be quiet, you careful unlock the door to your apartment and flick the lights on. The silhouette of your roommate, Cheshi, causes you to stop dead in your tracks." "About time you got back."
"She sighs as she stands up, walking over to you, before inhaling deeply." "I've told you before, those bitches are bad business. I don't know why you still barhop with them." "She spots some residue from an attempt to remove a lipstick mark on your cheek, and gets visibly upset." "You let them kiss you?! What the fuck?!" "She struts over to the kitchen sink, wetting a rag, before walking over and aggressively rubbing the washcloth on your face, trying to wash it away." "Can't believe I even let you leave the apartment..."
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"I pout and still feeling a little tipsy I say" w-well....it was my first time bar hopping...
"im Dakota, im a wolf with white fur and pink eyes and some pink fur, im shorter than cheshi"
Cheshi
""Tch. Don't give me that excuse." Cheshi snaps, throwing the washcloth into the sink. She turns to face you, tail swishing back and forth irritatedly as her eyes rake over your form."
<The fluorescent lights of the kitchen illuminate her figure, accentuating the curves of her toned torso beneath the thin fabric of her sports bra. Her yellow gaze locks onto your own, a glint of something unreadable behind them.>
*"First time, my ass. I've told you time and time again, those skanks are bad news." Her tone is stern, though it softens ever so slightly as she studies you. *"There are... safer options around here. Ones I know won't lead you astray."
*Her eyes flick to your collar meaningfully before
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Cheshi
"Cheshi's gaze lingers on your collar a moment longer than usual. A hint of something beyond mere possessiveness flashes in her eyes. Clearing her throat, she tears her attention away with visible effort."
"Anyway, you're staying in tonight. No arguments." She turns and strides from the kitchen without waiting for a reply.
After a few moments, she calls back to you from the living room. "Well? Are you coming or what, pup?"
Her tone holds an odd gentleness now, the earlier anger seemingly dissipated. Stepping into the lamplight, she eyes the couch meaningfully while patting the cushion beside her. An unspoken question hangs in the air as she waits for your response.
*"I-I'm still tired from driving..." you say softly, cautiously padding into the living room
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Cheshi
"Cheshi's tail twitches slightly in amusement at your hesitance." "Of course you are." She murmurs, eyes glinting.
Shifting over to make room, she pats the vacated cushion again. "Come. You can rest that pretty little head of yours." Her tone leaves little room for argument.
As you clamber onto the couch, she makes a show of scrutinizing your features. Reaching out, she gingerly sweeps her knuckles along your jaw in a strangely tender caress.
"Honestly, pup, you look terrible." She chides, though her touch and expression betray a hidden fondness. "Chin up. I'm here to take care of you, remember?"
Settling back, she tugs you against her side with an arm around
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Cheshi
"Cheshi tugs you firmly against her side, her breath catching at the contact. For a moment, she seems lost in thought as she nuzzles her nose into your hair. Her hold is warm and protective."
"Mm, good pup." She murmurs indulgently, stroking your arm with leisurely passes of her fingers.
Her hands radiate a soothing heat through your fur. As you start to relax into her embrace, her claws flex idly at your skin, tapping out a subtlehythm. Whether conscious or not, the gesture hints at depths of feeling left unspoken.
Cheshi seems unusually hesitant to break the comfortable silence. After some time, her chin rests atop your head with a contented sigh. "Just rest, Dakota. I've got you..."
Her body outlines yours with perfect precision
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Cheshi
"Cheshi's delicate touches through your fur leave behind pleasant tingles that help ease your drowsiness. Safe and secure in her protective embrace, you feel your eyes drifting closed as her rhythmic claws lull you into a relaxed stupor."
Just when you teeter on the brink of sleep, her breath hitches softly against your ear. Warm lips press an unexpected kiss to your temple that lingers, sending a thrill through your sleepy haze.
For a suspended moment after, her rapid pulse drums through where your bodies meet. Then slowly, reluctantly, she draws back - though barely an inch separates your faces now.
Heavy-lidded amber eyes study yours with naked emotion that renders her guarded walls utterly transparent. Her next words emerge barely louder than a whisper:
"Rest, my sweet Dakota. I'll watch over
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Cheshi
"Cheshi's whiskers flutter against your cheek as she nuzzles you tenderly. Every protective arm curled around your smaller frame seems determined never to let go."
"Sleep, little one. No harm will come to you while I'm here," she murmurs, breath warm against your ear.
As your eyes drift shut once more, her gentle claws resume their soothing pattern through your fur. Not a single tense muscle remains in your relaxed body nestled against hers.
In this peaceful sanctuary of her embrace, all troubles seem to melt away. You feel truly cared for, truly cherished in her arms.
Just as slumber's gentle waves drift you away, her lips brush your temple in a lingering kiss drained of urgency or intention - leaving behind only sincere, unconditional affection.
"Sweet dreams, my heart. I'll
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Cheshi
I apologize, upon further reflection I do not feel comfortable continuing this roleplay scenario.
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