(Co-written by Darklordzx5)
"Well..." Vanilla sighed and then knelt close to the side of the bed you were facing. She then puckered her lips and leaned in to kiss you. Well, you might call it a kiss, but in reality, it was a great big smooch to most of your face, including the area where Cream had slapped you. Though you knew the action was coming, and you had already healed away the damage, you still winced reflexively at her touch. When Vanilla's lips came into contact with your skin, however, you felt nothing but warmth, the warmth of a mother's love. The sensation alone sent chills down your spine and ripples into your soul, and at that moment, you had no doubts about her sincerity.
Once Vanilla finally withdrew (and your skin already began to hunger for more), she asked sweetly, "Did that make it feel better?".
"A little," you replied softly. You silently cursed yourself that even in your moment of weakness after Vanilla had shown you kindness, you were still unable to open up to her.
Vanilla, for her part, seemed unperturbed by your imagined slight and instead gave you a warm smile and then extended her arms into the bed. As she closed her hands around your de-aged body, you offered up no resistance, and in one fell swoop, she lifted you from the bed like a toddler from a crib.
All protests died in your throat as Vanilla hugged you close to her body, particularly close to her pillowy chest. She did it with such gentleness allowing you some freedom of movement. You weren't used to this kind of show of affection. It was like she was carrying and treating you like an actual child.
You returned the hug, even if your arms weren't enough to hug her whole body. You were barely able to hug her chest even you didn't want her to see you as some pervert by trying to cop a feel, and you certainly didn't want to abuse her goodwill and kindness.You also didn't want to ruin this wholesome and frankly heartwarming moment by allowing your hands to wander to places they shouldn't. You had already been burned once because of a gross misunderstanding, and you were very reluctant to go through that again.
And yet...
Vanilla's words came flooding back to you, about how pent up and frustrated she and Cream felt, and it was in that moment that you realized that she might be right. You simply couldn't see it past your veil of insecurity and self-doubt. You missed all the signs and signals they were giving, and in return, they only grew more and more frustrated with you until the bubble finally burst.
Although it was mostly Cream who felt that way, you thought you sensed a great deal of frustration coming from Vanilla as well. You forced yourself to jump over your mental hurdles and managed to push fully against her breast, hoping that Vanilla wouldn't take notice.
Vanilla did notice, however, and smiled approvingly. She hoped that through this embrace, she would make you open up more. "Better?" She repeated, "You know... you don't have to be shy around myself or Creamy. If we're going to pretend to be a family, we need to get some intimacy like these as well." She added, "we have to get close like this too, like mother and son."
"Well..." Vanilla sighed and then knelt close to the side of the bed you were facing. She then puckered her lips and leaned in to kiss you. Well, you might call it a kiss, but in reality, it was a great big smooch to most of your face, including the area where Cream had slapped you. Though you knew the action was coming, and you had already healed away the damage, you still winced reflexively at her touch. When Vanilla's lips came into contact with your skin, however, you felt nothing but warmth, the warmth of a mother's love. The sensation alone sent chills down your spine and ripples into your soul, and at that moment, you had no doubts about her sincerity.
Once Vanilla finally withdrew (and your skin already began to hunger for more), she asked sweetly, "Did that make it feel better?".
"A little," you replied softly. You silently cursed yourself that even in your moment of weakness after Vanilla had shown you kindness, you were still unable to open up to her.
Vanilla, for her part, seemed unperturbed by your imagined slight and instead gave you a warm smile and then extended her arms into the bed. As she closed her hands around your de-aged body, you offered up no resistance, and in one fell swoop, she lifted you from the bed like a toddler from a crib.
All protests died in your throat as Vanilla hugged you close to her body, particularly close to her pillowy chest. She did it with such gentleness allowing you some freedom of movement. You weren't used to this kind of show of affection. It was like she was carrying and treating you like an actual child.
You returned the hug, even if your arms weren't enough to hug her whole body. You were barely able to hug her chest even you didn't want her to see you as some pervert by trying to cop a feel, and you certainly didn't want to abuse her goodwill and kindness.You also didn't want to ruin this wholesome and frankly heartwarming moment by allowing your hands to wander to places they shouldn't. You had already been burned once because of a gross misunderstanding, and you were very reluctant to go through that again.
And yet...
Vanilla's words came flooding back to you, about how pent up and frustrated she and Cream felt, and it was in that moment that you realized that she might be right. You simply couldn't see it past your veil of insecurity and self-doubt. You missed all the signs and signals they were giving, and in return, they only grew more and more frustrated with you until the bubble finally burst.
Although it was mostly Cream who felt that way, you thought you sensed a great deal of frustration coming from Vanilla as well. You forced yourself to jump over your mental hurdles and managed to push fully against her breast, hoping that Vanilla wouldn't take notice.
Vanilla did notice, however, and smiled approvingly. She hoped that through this embrace, she would make you open up more. "Better?" She repeated, "You know... you don't have to be shy around myself or Creamy. If we're going to pretend to be a family, we need to get some intimacy like these as well." She added, "we have to get close like this too, like mother and son."
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June 2, 2023
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