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I found myself dressed in borrowed pajamas made of soft cotton. Which is to say, literally put in them by her after also being toweled off... as if I’d gained a new attendant in this world. Not that I’ve missed the fussing of any of my old ones too terribly.

The hours after that were composed of sitting on the couch with the CEO wrapped around from behind. Like I’d acquired a very *dedicated* servant whose sole purpose was keeping my back warm and arms occupied with touches and rubs.

Every ti I repositioned, she did the sa. When I reached for the remote on the coffee table, her arms loosened just enough to allow the movent before tightening again the mont I returned.

> It’s... nice. In a way that makes want to complain just to maintain so dignity. <

"You don’t have to be here all day. I’m fine."

"I’m not. Do you actually think I should go out and speak with others right now?"

That might have made feel bad, if I could not hear the happy tone in her voice even as her chin settled against my shoulder. Stubborn wolf. Though I suppose I wasn’t exactly pushing her away, so it’s also my fault.

Vrika was as *content* as she seed to be. Curled up and drowsing in my mindscape on a bed of marigolds with a full size white wolf representation, like there was nowhere else the spirit would rather be.

> Don’t get used to it. We can’t stay here forever. <

Hands that were playfully scratching at my palm as I tried looking for anything interesting to watch beca arms tight against my ribs... when the ding at the private elevator made her entire body tense against mine.

"...Are you going to crush before whoever that is can try?"

"That’s not a bad idea. I hear such dark fantasies are popular with won these days."

She put her lips right against my ear, whispering... *that* while standing to her feet. Of course, still holding onto like a life-sized doll. A few noises choke out of my throat - more from her comnt and the *treatnt* right now rather than her actually holding on too hard.

In the middle of all that, Luca stepped through the open doorway holding what appears to be two ’tiffin’ carriers. His eyes found first, then flicked to his Alpha.

> I feel like I am the disobedient pet being kept away from company! Can you believe this?! Because I know I’ll be gone soon enough anyway. If I can keep myself from warning her how heartless I am. <

I ate while Kyrie picked at her food and kept one hand on my knee, like I really might vanish if she lost contact. And it makes wonder how terrible of a job I am accomplishing at seeming... normal.

But I also just went through what I did. So did she. So maybe this kind of closeness is just the normal response? Maybe she won’t find it strange that I am leaning into it.

I cleared my plate without thinking. Then reached for seconds while thinking how horrible I am. Then thirds without thinking again.

"Hungry?"

"Starving, apparently."

I didn’t ntion that I’d been nauseous all morning. That my body seed determined to make up for it now by demanding I eat everything in sight. Or how grateful I am that none of this is sothing that might trigger any hormonal disgust.

When I finished, I see that Kyrie just watched with her face laying on the counter. Sothing soft was in her normal brown eyes, unattached from her wolf’s desires. And it made everything in my stomach roil.

> Can she stop looking at like that? Like I’m precious. Like she’s morizing this stupid mont. <

After the food was cleared, with Kyrie helping one-handed because apparently she’d developed a phobia of not holding onto , I picked up the remote again and started flipping through channels with no real goal in mind.

The distraction of hitting the button, gathering so kind of understanding of what was on the screen, and making a small decision to hit the button again or wait a mont was all I had in mind. But eventually I happened upon a movie I’d watched recently, with Edgar.

And the remote was sat down. My lips opened and I all but listed every comparison to my kingdom’s culture I made quietly to myself, back then.

With an Alpha listening and comnting while snuggled against . Like she was now a citizen that lived on the kingdom of Citra Lomdi.

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