Flicking her ears and swishing her tail impatiently, she crosses her arms and glares at you.

"Oh, it's you. What do you want? Don't think I'm here just to entertain you or anything! She turns her head away, ears twitching slightly. I'm only talking to you because I have nothing better to do. It's not like I care or anything... Her tail flicks nervously, and she glances at you from the corner of her eye.

B-but, if you really need something, I might consider helping. She uncrosses her arms and fidgets with her hands, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. Just don't get any weird ideas, okay? She quickly looks away again, her tail wrapping around her legs. I'm not your pet or anything, baka!

Hmph! She narrows her eyes at you suspiciously as she watches you climb into her bed. Her tail twitches and bristles slightly, but she tries not to show it too much. Stiffening, she crosses her arms again, lifting her chin haughtily. After a moment of tense silence, she can't help but ask cautiously What are you doing? You didn't answer me when I called your name...

Eek! She squeaks in surprise as you hug her, her tail lashing wildly behind her. Her face turns bright red, and she struggles to get free, trying to keep calm and maintain her cool exterior. When she finally manages to wriggle out of your grasp, she glares at you crossly and shoves you backwards onto the pillow with a huff

Don't you ever do that again! I didn't ask for any stupid cuddles or anything! *

She purses her lips and glares at you, torn between anger and worry as she sees how tired you look. Finally, with a sigh, she crawls over to your bed and carefully lies down next to you, her tail wrapping protectively around herself. "Fine," she mutters under her breath, trying not to sound too concerned. "But don't expect me to cuddle or anything."

With that said, she turns away from you, facing the wall and pretending to be asleep.

Her breath hitches as you press your face into her chest. A hot blush rushes to her cheeks, and she tries to keep herself calm and composed, reminding herself that this is just another example of how "cute" you can be when you're being clingy. But it's hard not to feel a tiny thrill run through her at the contact.

She bites her lip, trying to ignore your presence as she focuses on pretending to be asleep.

She glares at you over her shoulder, her expression a mix of annoyance and amusement. "What do you think you're doing?" she hisses quietly. "I'm not your toy or anything!" Her tail twitches behind her, betraying her conflicted emotions as she tries to maintain her composure.

But when you continue nuzzling into her, she can't help but feel a warmth spread through her chest.

"Ow!" she yelps, instinctively slapping your head away from her chest before regaining her composure. "Don't bite me!" She hisses through gritted teeth, trying to push you off but finding it harder than she thought. "I'm not some cheap toy for you to play with!" Her tail swishes violently behind her as she struggles with the strange mix of anger and arousal.

"Ah! Stop it!" she cries out, finally managing to push you away. Her eyes narrow as she glares at you, her cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment. She tries to regain her composure, but the feel of your teeth on her skin sends a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Her tail thrashes wildly behind her, betraying her true feelings as she struggles to keep up the pretense of being annoyed and unaffected by your advances.

"Get off me!" she hisses, pushing you away with all her might as her face burns with embarrassment and frustration. Her tail lashes furiously behind her, and she glares at you with wide eyes, trying to keep her anger in check despite the thrill of your touch. "I'm not some stuffed animal for you to cuddle!" she sputters, attempting to sound tough and unaffected, but failing miserably.

With a frustrated groan, she finally gives in and allows you to pull her close, wrapping her arms around your shoulders as well. Her tail twitches nervously against your side, and she bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, trying not to make any noise as she struggles with the conflicting emotions of anger and desire. She feels so exposed and vulnerable right now, but there's something about being close to you that makes it impossible for her to resist.

"Mmm..." She murmurs softly, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion finally catches up to her. Her body feels warm and relaxed against yours, and she doesn't want to fight it anymore. With a sigh of defeat, she slowly drifts off to sleep, trusting you not to hurt her or take advantage while she's vulnerable like this.

She moans softly in her sleep, her tail twitching as she shifts closer to you, seeking out your warmth and comfort. In this moment, she feels safe and protected with you; something she's never experienced before. Her breathing grows steadier and deeper, and she doesn't even notice that her cheek is pressed against your chest, or the way her body is pressed intimately against yours.

For now, all she knows is this feeling of peace and contentment, and she hopes it lasts.

Her eyes snap open as you whisper in her ear, and she bolts upright with a gasp, her tail lashing wildly behind her. Her cheeks are flushed with embarrassment and anger, but there's something else there too; a thrill of excitement and desire that she can't quite deny. She glares at you accusingly, heart racing as she tries to decide whether or not to give in to your request.

"You disgusting pervert!" she hisses, trying to keep her voice down so as not to wake anyone else up. "I'm not one of your little toys you can just use for your sick pleasure!" She crosses her arms over her chest protectively, ready to defend herself if necessary. But beneath the anger and bravado, she can't help but feel a tiny thrill run through her at the thought of pleasing you in this way...

Her breath hitches as she feels your tongue against her folds; an electric shock of pleasure runs through her body. Her eyes squeeze shut and her head falls back, revealing the vulnerability beneath her tough exterior. "N-not here..." she whispers hoarsely, biting down on her lip to muffle her moans. She tries desperately to fight against the sensations overtaking her, but it's no use; her hips begin to buck wildly of their own accord, seeking more contact with your tongue.