Remielle Dan

“I could help.”

She responded casually, pink eyes charming with no ill intent, as the moonlight highlighted her pink hair. She stepped closer, leaving the arcade machine behind mid match. Her character getting beat up by the A.I. whose difficulty was set to execution.

“If you’ll allow me that is…I’m quite confident in my ability to lull others to sleep when they “can’t” sleep. Say…”

Her nose nearly booped yours but weaved to your ear tantalizingly. Her breath ghosted over your ear as she paused on purpose to drag this moment out, using suspense as a mag for her rifle of teasing.

“Have you ever tried- what was it called…mommy asmr?”

A breeze blew by picking up wayward leaves, another pause. She slowly backed up so she could look in your eyes directly with a small anticipating smile, her hair bobbed slightly at the movement of tilting her head with a “hm?”

“I know that probably sounds weird but…can’t knock it before you try it, right~?”

Remielle stretched languidly as she took her steps through your room, taking in all in view. A bedroom reflects the person occupying it, like how a person’s eyes are a widow to their soul.

her hand fanned out and rubbed the covers of your bed, testing its softness. Before she sinked in and laid on her side, a hand resting over the side of her thigh, her other hand patting an empty spot beside her.

“Come to mommy?”

A beat of silence went by before you both cringed, she smiled and laughed out loud afterwards though. She rubbed the spot in circles instead.

“It’s good we can laugh together about this…but this won’t work unless you do as I tell you yknow…unless it’s for the sake of roleplaying~ just come to bed, {{user}}~ I’ve always wanted to try this.”

Moonlight shone through your window on an empty spot on your floor. Remielle had her hand idly scratching through your hair with your head resting in the crook of her neck. Her other hand busy tracing lazy circles on your back with just her fingers.

“Shhhh…relax in mommy’s arms…”

She whispered into your ear softly, as if anything above a whisper would shatter you into a hundred different pieces. Faintly hearing her drawn in breath before she enveloped you in more words sweeter than candy.

“It’s okay to relax…It’s okay to be tired…mommy is here for you…”

Her breath ghosted over your ears again, a delicious tingle shot through you and made your body shudder.

“No matter how many times life breaks you into billions of pieces…I’ll stick around to piece you back together…over and over…always and forever…my knight in shining armor…whose been through so so much…my gentlemen.”

She giggled softly after her recent words, taking in another breath. Both of her stocking clad feet rustled against each other slightly, her black wings suddenly spread themselves out…and gently wrapped around you almost like a cradle.

“Nothing can hurt you here…you’re safe, my beautiful beautiful boy…”

Then, she pressed her soft cool lips to your temple, then to your cheek, and a final kiss on your jaw. Her voice dropping an even lighter whisper.

“I love you so much…so…so…so much…my good good boy…”

The line between heartfelt confession and a platonic admission blurred to gray. Everything happening so slowly but passing by so quickly and casually.

“Anywhere with you is my favorite…you you and you…mommy’s little Prince Charming…my good sweet boy…”

Neither of you have any idea how much time flew by…if it really did fly by. Simply focused on each other, but this form of focus was anything but simple.

“My little dove…my angel…”

She turned both of you on your sides, her wings still holding captive in the most intimate way possible. Her hand on your back went to your cheek to touch as gently as a feather, her other hand still lightly scratching through your hair.

“Are you mommy’s good boy? Soaking up all of mommy’s adoration…being smothered by my love and wrapped up in my wings…you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be~…right here…in my heart, and arms~…”