Merry Christmas Ya Filthy Animal Pillow の小説・ストーリー

Fuck, the first thing her eyes landed on was a pair of her underwear she had carelessly discarded earlier in the floor. She tried to discretely shove them under her egg shaped chair with her foot as Leo took in the room. It was girly, but hers. Black and white rose wallpaper. White vanity chocked full of perfumes and make up and shit. White, fuzzy comforter and an assortment of decorative throw pillows. Roomy white plush sleigh bed. A white couch with a wine stain she strategically hid under a pillow shaped like a dick. The pillow had been a Christmas present from Ebony last year. It had also been hand delivered by a naked Page, a bonus gift complements of her thoughtful friend.

I was prepared to run if necessary. The strippers stayed for about thirty minutes. After they were gone, Alyx handed me one of the gifts on the table. I looked inside the bag and then immediately wished I hadn’t. My friends were all horny little freaks. I definitely would not be using that present, nor would I need it. Not when I had Jarren. The second bag was bigger than the first, and I was happy to find it wasn’t some sex mannequin but instead a body pillow. “Trust me. You’ll need it.” Alyx stated. I thanked her, and we continued our night.

Below the cupcakes, there were some bottles of strawberry crush. As he kept digging further, he discovered many some flavored treats like wafers, pocky sticks, candies, and much more. The last thing he pulled out was a fluffy strawberry shaped pillow. it had a winking expression and pouty lips. He turned it around to find a sticky note which read, "I'm sorry" in tiny handwriting.

Amber reached for the pink sweatshirt with teddy bears printed all over it and held it in front of Matthias. "Oh gosh! I think this would look cute on you, Matthias!" she cooed while looking at Matthias. "And why would I wear such awful sweatshirt? I would look stupid there." Amber pouted, "I will pay for this and this is my gift for our first date. Don't you like it? I think it's quite adorable though. I will wear the other one. Come on now, Matthias!" "No. There is no way I would wear such thing. Why don't we just buy a different couple item like a ring or necklace?"

"Yeah, you loved the animals, but you hated the countryside. I mean, sure, we could come visit the countryside during the year when your father isn't back there. We can make some sort of arrangement, but Christmas? Christmas is our thing..." "Yeah... yeah it is," I cleared my throat dramatically. "But it's really beautiful this time of the year, Mom. It won't be the same all year round." Colton reached for the zipper at the back of my dress, his eyes locked on mine. He pulled it down, the fabric falling to my waist to reveal I wasn't wearing a bra, either. He groaned softly, cupping my breasts and kneading the heavy weight of them before dipping his head to take a taut pink nipple into his m

My closet filled with tons of sweaters and baggy jeans. All of this makes me want to cry again. “You grew up here, didn't ya?” He mutters, as if to himself. “Yeah.” I nod, following his eyes as they take in every single detail of my room. He's staring at my bed now, well not really my bed. He's staring at my stuffies. There are three, Mr. Bean, Cherry, and Loli-girl. Mr. Bean’s a stuffed bear, Cherry's a unicorn, and Loli-girl is a blonde crochet doll. Why am I embarrassed that Jaxon's looking at them? I feel like a greasy, dumb kid again.

Misha just sounded so cute and innocent at that moment. I think I'm going to fuck with her. “If you thought those were big, try this one, pneumonoultramicroscopicsilcovolcanoconiosis.” Misha's eyes grew even larger as her jaw dropped in amazement. It was so adorable I just wanted to lean over the table and kiss her senseless. But I don't dare act on these impulses just yet, especially when she's drunk. Yes, I'm a demon, but we do have some morals. Well, not all of us, and not many of us have morals, but fuck, no one is perfect. “What is that?” Misha asks.

Jumping on top of me is a small ball of soft grey fur, about the size of small pillow, with two small eyes and a pink tongue out of its mouth. "Happy birthday, baby." Axel says, but I can't look away from the creature. He got me a puppy!

Love, Jordan Cashmere. Your Beautiful Mishap.

Damn, I guess his mansplaining helped. A row of cheap stuffed animals hangs from a rope against the wall and I scan them all deciding which to take home with me. There's a bright pink panda bear with eyes a little too closely set to one another. A blue teddy bear holds a heart with love stitched across it in a swirly font, in case anyone wants to out themselves in an inner-office relationship I guess. They're kind of pathetic, exactly what you'd expect from a carnival. My eyes fall on a green frog with longer than normal legs and I decide he's my prize since it fits with the game.