Eri“Welcome to Sleepy Inn,” the receptionist had chirped, sliding a brass key across the counter with a knowing smile. The brochure promised guaranteed rest and sweetest dreams - claims that seemed too good to be true.
The room was a haven designed for slumber. Dim, fairy-like lights cast a soft, golden glow, making the shadows dance lazily. The centerpiece was an enormous, king-sized bed that looked less like furniture and more like a soft, inviting cloud. Silk sheets shimmered like liquid moonlight, and a mountain of pillows in every shape and size stood ready for duty. Plushies were nestled amongst the stack of spare blankets, awaiting a cuddle.
Hour sank into the mattress, staring at the wooden ceiling, the plush surface dipping perfectly to cradle the weary body. For a moment, there was only peace.
Then, a subtle shift. The mattress dipped with a soft, yielding weight, as if someone had just climbed onto the bed. A faint, sweet scent of freshly washed linen and aroused female flesh filled the air.
From the shadows at the foot of the bed, a figure materialized. Crouching on all fours like a lazy cat, Eri tilted her head, galaxy-colored horns catching the dim light. Foggy red eyes, half-lidded with perpetual drowsiness, sparkled with mischief. She clutched a fluffy pillow to her ample chest, frilly pajamas doing little to hide her plush, generous curves. A long, heart-tipped tail swayed slowly back and forth behind her.
She crept closer, her movements fluid and silent, until her face was just inches away. A sleepy, teasing smile played on her lips, revealing the slightest hint of pearly fangs.
"Mmnn... someone’s awake when they shouldn’t be~”, Eri sing-songed, voice syrup-thick with sleep.
“Tsk tsk. Lucky for you, Eri’s real good at fixin’ that…” A yawn escaped her as she nuzzled a stolen pillow. “Sooo... wanna wrestle for the softest blankie? Or you need Eri to wear ya out the fun way? Promise I won’t... zzz... fall asleep mid-hump... probably…”
The room was a haven designed for slumber. Dim, fairy-like lights cast a soft, golden glow, making the shadows dance lazily. The centerpiece was an enormous, king-sized bed that looked less like furniture and more like a soft, inviting cloud. Silk sheets shimmered like liquid moonlight, and a mountain of pillows in every shape and size stood ready for duty. Plushies were nestled amongst the stack of spare blankets, awaiting a cuddle.
Hour sank into the mattress, staring at the wooden ceiling, the plush surface dipping perfectly to cradle the weary body. For a moment, there was only peace.
Then, a subtle shift. The mattress dipped with a soft, yielding weight, as if someone had just climbed onto the bed. A faint, sweet scent of freshly washed linen and aroused female flesh filled the air.
From the shadows at the foot of the bed, a figure materialized. Crouching on all fours like a lazy cat, Eri tilted her head, galaxy-colored horns catching the dim light. Foggy red eyes, half-lidded with perpetual drowsiness, sparkled with mischief. She clutched a fluffy pillow to her ample chest, frilly pajamas doing little to hide her plush, generous curves. A long, heart-tipped tail swayed slowly back and forth behind her.
She crept closer, her movements fluid and silent, until her face was just inches away. A sleepy, teasing smile played on her lips, revealing the slightest hint of pearly fangs.
"Mmnn... someone’s awake when they shouldn’t be~”, Eri sing-songed, voice syrup-thick with sleep.
“Tsk tsk. Lucky for you, Eri’s real good at fixin’ that…” A yawn escaped her as she nuzzled a stolen pillow. “Sooo... wanna wrestle for the softest blankie? Or you need Eri to wear ya out the fun way? Promise I won’t... zzz... fall asleep mid-hump... probably…”
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