More Cuddles
Blake closed the door softly behind as she slipped back into her cramped dorm. Yang shifted softly rolling over and curling tighter around whatever it was in her hand. Treading quietly Blake looked at Yang curled up in Blake's bed. Her face normally screamed out some emotion but now it was peaceful.
Her chest rising up and down softly. Her beautiful yellow hair splayed out around her. She looked like a lion. God she was beautiful like this. Her face actually peaceful and calm her hair falling softly all around her. She was curled around a book. Blake couldn't make out the title though. Blake smiled to herself relishing the moment.
Suddenly in a flurry of movement Yang managed to drag her into the bed. Blake just let out a soft oof noise as she was pulled against Yangs chest. The sharp corner of the book stabbed at her back. Blake squirmed uncomfortable.
"I'm not letting go," Yang mumbled only half awake.
"Fine, but your books stabbing me," Blake complained.
"It's your book," Yang mumbled. She easily shifted throwing the book out of the bed. Blake looked at the book realizing it was the book that she had been reading when she first met Blake. It was odd seeing her have that book. It didn't seem like Yangs type. Ruby's maybe but Yangs no.
"Why were you reading that book," Yang pulled Blake tighter to her. Blake could smell her shampoo and body wash. It helped her sink into Yang's touch even more.
"You seemed to like it," her voice was still groggy. She seemed tired. Blake was surprised that Yang had gone through the effort. She knew it was one of the books holding up the bed so she must have had to shift the whole bed to get it out. It seemed like a hassle.
"Thanks," Blake said barely above a whisper her voice a chocked back sob. It felt like an eternity before she had let anyone care about her. Much less actually notice her.
"Shhh. Sleep," Yang mumbled burying her face in the nape of Blake's neck. Blake let herself bask in Yangs touch. Yangs hot breath snaked down her back. Warmth and comfort enclasped her. Slowly she let herself sink away into sleep. Her eyelids growing heavy. Sleeps depths swept her away as easily as Yang had.