Naruto Bed Sheets Novels & Stories

I glanced at the room around me. Nathan's bedroom was large. Large enough to accommodate a king-sized bed and still be so spacious, they could host a high school party. The walls were gray contrasting highly with the blackboard of the bed and its matching black duvet. White blankets peeked out from beneath the duvet, soft and sinuous. I could see us in my mind's eye tangled up beneath the thick fabric, breathing heavily against each other... "Fuuuuccck," I drawled out feeling my nipples poke through my damn shirt. The idiot had succeeded in turning me into a nympho.

Nick watched her flushed expression and caught on her confusion. “I prefer you sleep without clothes on” his voice sent chills on Arya’s skin, ‘how on earth does he know what I’m thinking? He doesn’t reads minds, right?’ She didn’t bother to spare him a glance, what use was it? Of course he’d prefer she slept naked to have full access. But Arya wasn’t very comfortable with that, even when she slept alone, she’d wear nighties. She’s of the opinion that it’s rather strange to sleep bare. Her hands caught the perfectly placed suit, probably Nick’s outfit for the day but she didn’t care. She pulled out the white inner corporate shirt and draped it over her body and through her arms.

All three shelves were packed with books of all kinds. The Scottish and Union Jack flags hung on the wall between the bathroom and closet. The bed had a patchwork quilt on it. He was glad to see that she only had two pillows on it and not a ton of useless throw pillows. Even the couch only had a pillow at either end and a bright blue afghan across the back. “Are yeh okay?” Nessie asked wrapping her arms around his waist. He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. “No.”

I thought to myself. I pushed up and out of my bed, carefully rolling away so I didn't jostle her. My body ached with exhaustion from being denied sleep, but I pushed it out and ignored it. My focus was on her sitting there on my crimson sheets wearing my band tee like it belonged to her. And to me, it did. Nero practically preened at the sight. I crossed the room to the dresser and pulled open a drawer. I shifted some fabrics under my hands, soft, clean, until I found something that felt decent. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants, dark in color and hopefully would swallow her the way my shirt did and tossed them to her.

But my pulse kept racing and my core kept tightening every time she looked my way or spoke my name. That first night they showed me where I would sleep. A narrow wardrobe room attached to her bedroom. Sliding door. Thin futon on the floor. Close enough to hear if she called. Far enough to pretend there was a line between us. I changed into my sleeping yukata, thin cotton that clung to my skin when I sweated. I lay down in the dark and tried to ignore the way my nípples stayed hard against the fabric. I tried to ignore the slow, insistent throb between my thighs.

Arian raised himself and walked away. "Your new dress. Come on." "???" The Princess had questions to ask but she quickly caught up with him before she got lost again. The duo walked into a room and Natalia nearly tripped! It was breathtaking and perfectly designed to suit a mature taste. Arian walked off while Natalia took a look around. The king-size bed was soft and comfy. It had black and dark blue duvets and throw pillows while the bed sheets were pristine white. The bed stand was engraved with silver metal and high above, the ceiling held a painting of the sea.

I said, smiling at the scene before my eyes. Nolan arched an eyebrow. “What, naked housekeeping?” I laughed so hard I snorted a little. “Yes,” I said when I could compose myself again. “It’s a beautiful sight.” He finished his work quickly, doing a very tidy job of pressing a fitted and then flat black satin sheet onto first one side of the bed, then the other. When both sheets were tucked tightly into place, he peeled back the edge of the fresh, crisp flat sheet and let it fall open.

There is no bed instead there is a big fluff single cushion on the floor covered with dark green velvet sheets decorated with small green velvet cushions. The cushioned bed is covered with see-through white net clothes. There is a small sitting table with a nightshade lamp. The small window gives a good view of the garden down there. I flopped onto the bed and snuggled into it to get a comfortable position once I get one, I let darkness engulf me for a dreamless night. After a peaceful nap which I lost for so many days, I stirred a bit to get adjusted to the light. To my surprise, it's already night. I assume it's evening cause the sky is painted dark orange with shades of purple indicating

I smiled up at him, looking up at him with hooded eyes. Before I knew it I was tossed onto a comfy bed with way too many decorative pillows, although I could think of another use for some of them. I'm sure Fiona would murder me if she knew what I had planned to do to these beautifully crafted pillows. The bed had white sheets with a white jacquard comforter and a green plaid fleece blanket folded at the end of the bed. The four-post still had a headboard, which I I knew we would be making good use of. The light, almost lilac colored, canopy hung above us and clung to the posts, falling all the way to the ground.

There was a huge TV on the far wall and a wall of wardrobes. The bed itself was large enough to hold several people. The covers were made of a deep teal rich Egyptian cotton. I ran my fingers along the pattern. I’d never experience this luxury again. My first and last time… What would it feel like to sleep in this bed every day? To watch TV and eat lots and lots? Heavenly. The only nightmare in this fantasy was the werewolf Alpha, in the form of a sizzling, handsome male. I shuddered at the thought of coming back to reality with a brutal slap.