Sleeping Feet Story の小説・ストーリー

It’s super relaxing. Or maybe he does find them sexy… I’ll find out when I mark him. I’m going to test it out. I’ll keep you updated. I might need to throw out all my sneakers and replace them with sandals or other open-toe shoes. Winter will suck, though. Anyway, Ford began massaging my feet, and it felt amazing. So relaxing that I dozed off like five minutes into the foot rub. I didn’t wake up until the plane started to land. When I did, I noticed Ford had fallen asleep as well, holding my foot like it was his favorite stuffed animal.

My legs felt a bit heavy after sitting in the meeting room for a whole day. I had also taken my shoes off when I sat down. I made an awkward discovery that I was not able to put my shoes on again. Sophie had already stood up, but I was still sitting in place. She stared at me in confusion. “What’s wrong, Cassia? Why aren’t leaving? Are your legs numb?” “My feet are swollen. I can’t put on my shoes.” “Oh.” She looked down. “Let me find you a pair of slippers.” “No, it’ll be ugly.”

The bed suddenly sank, and before Jane could speak, her feet were already wrapped in a ball of warmth. She opened her eyes abruptly, and there was not a hint of sleep. Looking at the end of the bed, the man was on his knees. His long, broad hands were carefully cradling her feet in his arms and laying them on his lap. As she saw this, a stream of blood from the bottom of her foot hit the top of her head. There was a ripple and panic in her heart as she stretched out her foot to avoid him. The man's hand, broad and strong, seemed to sense her resistance. The man looked up at her, smiled innocently, and said, "Janey, Sean is covering your feet for you."

Tears started rolling down my eyes as I realized my bare waist was on display for him and my loose bun was messy because of the sleep. “Eh!” I hissed when his cold fingers touch the bare area of my waist just below the hem of my blouse. I felt like electricity passed through my body and reached my toes to make them curl and then I realized I was still wearing heels as I slept in them. He must be angry because I slept on his bed with my heels on. “I asked you something.” His deep exotic voice finally made me look above at him to find him looking in eyes already. I was glad he wasn’t looking anywhere else but his fingers were compensating for that.

(Lily POV) I moved causing me to fall where I was sitting. And here I am on the floor. Ouch why did I sleep sitting? You are crazy, If emotion does it first, you won’t know what to do. Haysss… I feel the place around me and I feel feet . the person is sitting on the chair too. Wow, this feet is so soft, and the cloth is a bit rough. But the smell is familiar to me so I try to recognize it. I moved my head near, kneeling and seems like praying at the church.

My eyelids were already pretty heavy at the time, so I didn’t bother to investigate what it was about. Meanwhile, these are the events that happened while I was sleeping... I was on my side when I fell asleep. I moved so that I could face upward, then I felt that I was lying on either someone’s legs or feet. I suddenly got up in surprise. The feet jumped, like, they really were just feet. Then they looked for a way to get out of the room. I looked at the door, it was locked from inside. I was the one who locked it. Where did the pair of feet come from? I asked myself repeatedly, still partly in shock at being wakened by such a strange presence.

He added with a smile. "My feet are so cold" she squatted and she rubbed her feet gently. "That's because you left without putting on your shoes" He squatted and held her left foot. She ain't lying, her foot is very cold. "Why did you leave the room without wearing your shoes?!" "Why are you yelling at me again" She pouted with teary eyes like she was about to cry any moment. "I'm sorry, let's go" He got up. "I don't think I can walk and I'm so tired" She yawned and in a blink of an eye, she fell asleep. Zach pinched the space between his brow. He doesn't understand this girl, she fell asleep just like that.

I was panting heavily. A sharp pebble pierced my foot and that's when I realized, I was barefoot. Karl was still sleeping. What the hell did this kid eat before sleeping? Such a heavy sleeper. When I assured myself I was away from the house, my knees trembled as I stopped near a shop. Maybe I could ask them for help. With this thought in mind, I entered the shop as wing charm cling. "Maybe I help y-oh, my god! Are you okay?!" My eyes looked towards the voice as the small, chubby dark-haired lady came into view.

The Day Before Thirty-Four: Elijah I peel open my eyes when a nasty stench reaches my nose, waking me up out of my slumber. Blinking a couple of times before what I’m seeing actually registers what is in front of me. A big a*s hairy foot right in front of my face. Rolling onto my back and sitting up quickly all the books that were spread around me poked into my thighs. Some falling to the floor around my bed. Rubbing my face hard, dropping my hands. Hearing the snores coming from Hascal, I bend my leg up and kick him right in his stomach. Knocking him off the bed and onto the floor with a huge thump.

I close my eyes trying to figure out what I could do to distract me. Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming down the hall towards my room. I sit up quickly. Who is visiting me now? Is it Mommy? I jump off my bed and race across the room. The footsteps are getting closer and louder. Whoever they are, they aren't alone. The footsteps stop right in front of my room. I put on some running shoes and a jacket and step outside. When I see who they are, I feel as if the air is knocked out of my lungs. "Hi," they murmur softly, nervously. "We heard you were sleeping." My mouth falls wide open. "How long did you guys stay up watching over me?" I ask quietly.