/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>have a strong, funny, kind, sexy, beautiful, loving tomboy jinko fiancee
>you've got more adjectives for her, but those will do for now
>every day with her is fun and exciting, and she likes her start the morning with a bang
>usually this means a pillow to the face, a roar, or maybe a raspberry
>but one morning you open your eyes to a quiet room, right in the blue hour before twilight
>your radio-alarm and your tiger-alarm are nowhere near going off, but you're refreshed enough that you think you might make an early start
>before you get up you slowly move your hand around, trying to figure out exactly where your favorite girl is
>a shame she doesn't snore, you think, it'd be easy to tease her with
>she hasn't pinned down either arm, that's odd
>no judo hold on your legs, either
>you close your eyes and listen as your hand moves down
>over your chest your fingers find her shaggy bedhead, and you narrowly avoid hitting that ticklish spot on her fluffy ear
>she sleepily smacks her lips and the very tip of her tongue just barely touches your chest, making you shiver
>you look down and see faint pink lines where her claws lightly ran over your skin
>she must have been trying to pet you in her sleep again, the dork
>very gently, you scratch around her ears and start to get up
>you hear what must be her tail rustling under the sheets
>"Mnh... it's Sunday, you weirdo." she chuffs a hot breath over your chest, and wraps her arms around for her signature inhumanly-strong squeeze. "Wait 'till normal people morning, 'kay?"
>her stomach growls loudly even as she's muttering at you, and she chuffs again
>"...I'm not getting up."
>it growls again, and this time she giggles a bit
>"Mkay, maybe if you promise me some bacon."
>she looks up just in time to see you pretending to fall back asleep
>"Hey. Hey! No." she pouts, poking you in the sides with her claws. "Bacon, then we make cubs aaaall day. Deal?"
>the claws didn't get you moving, but that did
>she looks right up at you with a warm smile like only she can, flashing her fangs in a coy little grin even while she blushes
>"D-did I stutter?"
>she blushes a little darker, but doesn't take her eyes off yours
>"Hmph...or maybe I should just have *you* for breakfast..." she sighs, licking you with her scratchy tongue
>you reach over and unplug the alarm
>she crawls up and moves in to kiss you, but her stomach groans again before you can get a taste
>she almost looks mad but you get your smooch anyway
>"Plan A it is"