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>> No.1997842 [View]
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>>1997810
“Uh...hey, Botan?” You ask casually, attempting to avoid developing patches of ice. “If it’s four feet...I, uh...will I be able to leave? I can’t exactly climb through all that…”
“Hmmm,” The lioness muses. You think she moves a bit closer into you, but with the heavy clothing you both wear, it’s hard to tell... “Y’know, I didn’t think about that. You may have to spend the night…” She mutters, glancing at you from the corner of her eye, a gentle smile forming. “Hope you like slumber parties.”
“Stay over?? Wait, I can’t do that!”
“Hmm? Afraid to spend the night with me..?” She teases, the smile forming into more of a teasing grin.
“I-I was more worried about clothes and stuff like that,” You shrink, having trouble meeting her gaze. Is Botan flirting with you...? “I sort of only have what I’m wearing on me…”
“Ahh, don’t worry about that! You can borrow some of my old t-shirts and stuff if you really need to. It’s no problem!”
“...That feels like a lot to ask…”
“Well, you aren’t asking. So relax!” She reassures you, tugging you in closer. This time there’s no mistaking the fact that she’s trying to tighten the embrace. The warmth causes you to let out a sigh of content.
“Fine, fine...t-thank you for your hospitality,” You grumble. She’s flirting with you and teasing you at the same time. Awful. “How much longer? Until we’re at your place, I mean.”
“It’s right here,” She nods to the apartment complex to the right of you. “Come on, let’s get you inside.”

The trek up the stairs to Botan’s apartment is uncomfortably quiet. With the cold fully dissipating from your form, the uneasy heat within your chest is a lot more annoying to deal with. Botan’s cool, so maybe she’s just hazing you a bit as a joke. Why would she be flirting with you? It’s not a self-deprecating thing, it’s a “why-here-why-now” thing. Maybe it was just a mix of wishful thinking, misunderstanding, and rapidly onsetting hypothermia? Who knows. Botan swiftly unlocks the door and beckons you in, still wearing that warm grin of hers. What you were saying earlier wasn’t a lie or unnecessary flattery. Though you know Botan has at least seven years on you, there’s no denying she’s beautiful. You frankly never understood the Christmas Cake stereotype. Stepping inside, you mutter a phrase of thanks, shrugging out of your coat as Botan locks the door behind you.

The living room is sparsely decorated, a few photos hang on walls and a coffee table stacked with magazines sits between a well-used leather couch and a widescreen TV. It’s nothing fancy, but it feels like a home. You suppose that’s all that matters.

“Man, you still look like you’re freezing,” Botan mutters from behind you. It’s so close it sounds like she’s directly in your ear. “Poor boy...here, let me help.”

As you try to turn to speak with her, Botan merely wraps her arms around your waist, holding you close to her. You can feel her breasts pressing into your back as she snuggles into you, hands idly rubbing your stomach. You stiffen up.

“There...isn’t that better? Really, willing to spend all the time up there waiting for the train? Even if you got home without freezing to death, you’d be so sick you’d be trapped there for a week…”
“I know, I know,” You reply, shifting uncomfortably as the lioness holds you. Her warmth leeches into you, making you shiver. “B-But it was the only option I had...until you showed up, I mean...erm, thanks again, really…”
“Thank me by staying healthy in the future, okay?” She replies. You can feel her press her cheek into your back, rubbing against you...and just vaguely, you can almost make out purring. “It’d be a shame if something happened to you…”

Subtly, she pushes you forward, step by step, and you nervously comply. Yeah, no. You’re a fucking idiot. She’s flirting with you. Why would you ever think otherwise? Slowly approaching the couch, you get right up to the edge of it...before Botan gives you a little shove. You fall ass first onto the sofa as she quickly sets in on you, wrapping her arms around you while she takes a spot up next to you, snuggling you with almost suffocating force.

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らっらいおん~
ガオガオガオ!

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