Anonymous Tue 15 Oct 2024 23:06:35 No.70007797 Report

>>70007495
Nick tussling with Anon on the couch.

Anonymous Tue 15 Oct 2024 23:25:18 No.70008275 Report

>>70007797
>>70007942

>I'm yanked roughly out of sleep by a soft but still surprisingly heavy baryonyx depositing herself on top of me. Her go-to greeting while I've been couch surfing at her place. Winded I groan and lean forward only to catch a dino skull to the chest as well. Looks like she's decided we're cuddling.
>Through gritted teeth and barely any air in my lungs I choke out, "Sup, Nick?"
>It's clear in her voice today was not a good day to be a blue rockstar. A sigh accompanies, "Popped a string on stage and had to stop early. Venue shorted us because the set didn't go as long as it should have. Fucking carno prick..."
>My attempt to rise to a sitting position is heartily and easily denied as I'm pinned right back down into the couch. The warm spot settled right back into with a new gator blanket. I sigh and try to reason my way out from under her. Usually doesn't work but today may be different. Finally I get a breath in me as I speak.
>"You mind if I sit up?"
>A small growl confirms that yes, indeed, she minds if I lean up. I huff a bit and accept my fate as a bodypillow, going instead for a side-step into the other band members.
>"Trent and Curtis good?" From what I know of the two they rely a bit more heavily on the band income than she does.
>"Yeah they'll be fine. If it's a problem they can come crash here, like you." I notice her moving up slightly, really going for the pin here as more weight is pressed onto my shoulders. She leans back and looks me in the eyes, a small sparkle in hers instead of the expected mild disappointment.
>It's a spark I'm too familiar with. The one denoting she's much too familiar with me. Hell we're not even dating, I think. I brace and square my frame as best I can. She initiates the wrasslin'.
>Arms shoot around me and lock, she leans back. I'm leaned with her as she demonstrates a millennia of evolution built to do one thing and one thing only. Roll.
cont.

Anonymous Tue 15 Oct 2024 23:35:26 No.70008523 Report

Quoted By: >>70008824

>>70008275
>And rolled I am. Using tail as leverage she decides to flip me to and fro, taking care not to drop us both off the couch. Limbs fire in shock a the continual feeling of being dropped only to land right back onto the couch as she goes. I start to ready my legs to stop us. Learned the hard way just going limp like she's a bear or something only leads to me being spun until I threaten to vomit.
>I manage to plant a leg firmly and position my hands to grasp her, pinning her to me as I slow her roughhousing. A slight gasp escapes her as a teasing voice follows after.
>"Ohoh playing dirty huh?"
>It takes a second to realize her meaning. Her squirming tail in my...hand...suddenly informing me of the mistake I've made. Before I can even apologize she brings the pain.
>She doesn't hold back any more, even going so far as to lift me all the way up and slamming me back down on the couch, creaking and threatening to snap it in two. Or my spine, whichever first.
>In the flurry I try my absolute best to ground us, to stop the spinning and shaking. In a fit of desperation I use actual strength, not holding back. Even if she is an absolute menace of woman I still manage to leverage the fact that I'm a full head taller than her and haven't been performing all day.
>I manage, barely, to get her underneath me and still. Panting I stare her right in the face and huff out, "Enough!...Enough."
>A bit pouty but still teasing she calls up to me, "And here I thought skinnies were supposed to be the pinnacle of stamina. No round two?"
>My grip hesitates for a moment as I notice just how casual she is underneath me. I have to consider what's going through her head. Crazy girl. A bit rougher than I'd meant to I use my arms to shove off her, finding a way back onto the other side of the couch. God I'm out of shape. I find myself wheezing a bit as I go ahead and ask as she tucks her legs up from under me, allowing me to sit on the couch and not her.
>"Feel better?"
cont one more.

Anonymous Tue 15 Oct 2024 23:45:53 No.70008824 Report

Quoted By: >>70008951

>>70008523
>She makes it a point to almost cartoonishly enter though, finger under her chin and head tilted.
>"Hmmmmm guess so. You got anything lined up for today?"
>I relax a touch now that my assault has ended, finding her splaying out in a stretched pose. "Nothing today. Think I've got something tomorrow though, let me check."
>Phone app reads that yes, I'm expected somewhere tomorrow morning. Warehouse. Far as hell. I groan at the thing and catch a chuckle from the opposite end of the couch.
>"Still taking those odd jobs?" I stretch and nod, yawning slightly as I speak.
>"Yeah. Gotta eat."
>She just shrugs as I fish around for the remote, noticing it's lack of presence on the table. Foot bumps it and I lean down to grab it only to feel a movement. I almost whip up to find Nick standing, moving around the back of the couch.
>Gently yet swiftly I find myself in a headlocked hug from behind, her voice coming from on top of my skull, rattling my teeth.
>"Stay as long as you need, Anon."
>A small flit of warmth shoots through me as she hugs. I lean back into her arms and do my best to not impose.
>"I'll be out of your hair in a week or two. Been eyeing some places already."
>She pulls off and speaks, surprising my slightly at her negative tone. "Sure."
>I squint and whip my head around to a shit-eating grin. She shrugs and skips off into the kitchen.
>I shake my head and go back to finding something to slap up on the TV to kill time, wondering just exactly what we are to each other. Kind've what I'd imagined having a brother might be like. The thought comes with a touch of disgust and guilt. Maybe I ought to ask her eventually.

Fin, rolling again.