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i can’t really sleep with his weight on my arms.
it isn’t a lot, but it’s numbing out my arm.
i want to move, but i don’t want to wake him up.
also my hand is getting sweaty from holding his hand.
either way, i don’t want to stay away from him too long
i can’t leave him alone
i slowly pull my body away from pina, i need a moment to breathe.
although his silk sheets are meant to keep us cool, the air between our furs is too hot.
i’m completely drenched in my own sweat, if i pulled my shirt up to my nose i would gag.
i take a moment to look at pina, unbothered by my absence.
sleeping with his fist up by his face, with his plaid boxers and thin legs.
his brown horns glimmering purple and his eyelids shut.
if he were to be looking at me right now, his eyes would make darkness brighter.
cracking a grin, maybe to annoy me.
and i just noticed. he isn’t sweating.
my hand slowly moves toward his face. his head is so small compared to my hand, although his horns make up for it.
i approach my finger to his neck fur, and as expected, he’s completely dry.
i do not want to wake him up, but i really want touch his fur more.
controlled by it, i caress his fur a bit, but it isn’t enough.
slowly, i lower my head towards his forehead
in that brief second between my nostrils and his hairs, i smell his refined shampoo, adequate for his taste.
i grab his head and lean my lips,
a few continued kisses, only that.
i fix my posture, and look back at him again.
i think i’m ready to go back to sleep now.
i tuck myself again with him, my hips with his hips.
i wipe my hands before grabbing his, and i near my head towards his, i don’t mind his horns anyways.
i understand why he is so arrogant, i would be arrogant too if i had his complexity.