Not so Enemy? - Porco x Reader

30

Later

You glance down at your clothes, then at Porco, realizing the predicament you are in. „Looks like we'll be sleeping in these clothes tonight!", you comment, a slight note of humor in the voice. Porco smiles, realizing the limited options with the handcuffs still in place.
„Yeah, it looks like we don't have much choice now. We're stuck in these clothes."
He looks at you with a playful grin.
„I suppose we can make the best of it and have a silly sleepover, right?"
You and Porco maneuver onto the bed, careful not to pull the handcuffs too much and cause discomfort. It's a tight fit with the cuffs connecting you, but you manage to get somewhat comfortable under the circumstances. Despite the uncomfortable positioning, there's a sense of closeness between you both. Your bodies are almost touching, the proximity and constraint making the moment both intimate and strange.

„Well, this is certainly a first for me. Sharing a bed with someone under these conditions."
„This is... different.", you reply, your voice soft and a little amused. You turn your head to look at Porco, your faces just inches away from each other.
„Different is one way to put it." Porco answers, his voice a low whisper. He turns his head slightly to meet your gaze, his eyes locking with yours in the dimly lit room. „But not bad different, right?"
You smile at him, „No, not bad different." You shuffle a bit closer to him, trying to get more comfortable.

As you move closer, Porco feels the heat from your body against his. He lets out a soft exhale, the tension in his body slowly easing. „I have to admit...I could get used to this." You laugh softly at his admission. „Sleeping handcuffed to you?" You tease, poking his side lightly with your free hand. Porco grins at the touch. „Well, maybe not the handcuffs part...", he concedes, „But the closeness... definitely." You hum in agreement, your chest rising and falling softly.
„Yeah, the closeness... it's nice." You murmur, your voice sleepy.

Porco chuckles softly at your words, a comfortable silence falling between you two for a few moments. He watches as your eyelids flutter, clearly feeling sleep tugging at your consciousness. „You falling asleep on me already?", he teases, his voice soft yet a hint of fondness in it.
You let out a tired sigh, a small pout forming on your lips at his light jab.
„No, I'm just...resting my eyes.", you mutter stubbornly, but the lack of energy betrays your tiredness. Porco can't help but smile at your stubbornness, finding it endearing.
„Resting your eyes, hm?" He repeats, amusement in his voice., „You know, most people just admit when they're sleepy."
You open one eye to glare at him playfully.
„And you know, most people don't tease when others are trying to rest." You counter, a slight smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

The young man grins at your retort, enjoying your banter. „I'm not teasing. I'm just giving you a reality check.", he retorts, his tone filled with feigned innocence. „Plus, it's my job to keep you awake and... entertained."
„Oh, you're playing the entertainment card, huh?" You smile, shifting a bit closer to him, your handcuffs clinking together. „And what kind of entertainment do you propose, Mr. Entertainer?"
Porco pretends to think for a moment, his fingers gently tracing up and down your arm, sending a shiver down your spine. „Well, I have a few ideas in mind. But they all require you to be awake and, dare I say, fully engaged." His grin widens, sensing your reaction to his touch. He moves a bit closer, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, „Oh, I have ways to ensure you're very much awake and engaged, I promise you that."

Porco can see the tiredness in your eyes, but he can also sense the subtle signs of nervousness you are trying to hide. He reaches up, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face. „You're tired, I can tell.", he says softly, „But you're also nervous about this, aren't you?" You close your eyes at his touch, the sensation both soothing and nerve-wracking.
You nod, your vulnerability showing through your fatigue. „Yes.", you admit quietly, a hint of embarrassment in the voice. „I...I'm nervous. About...this, about us..." Porco's expression softens, his gaze filled with understanding. „You don't need to be nervous...It's just me, remember?" He gives your arm a reassuring squeeze, hoping to ease some of your anxiety.

You let out a shaky breath, his words and his touch having a calming effect on you. You open your eyes, looking at him gratefully. „I know. But it's still hard not to feel nervous, you know?" Porco nods in understanding, his own smile mirroring yours. „I get it. But we're in this together, right?"
„Yeah, but you make me more nervous than this whole damn war." Porco raises an eyebrow at your admission.
„I make you more nervous than a war?" He repeats, a hint of disbelief in his voice. „That's... quite a statement."

You nod slowly, a slightly embarrassed smile on the face. „Yes. You... you make my heart race more than any battlefield ever could." Porco looks at you, his expression filled with a mix of surprise, affection, and a hint of cocky arrogance. „I have that effect on you, huh? Making the battlefield seem like a piece of cake compared to me."

You roll your eyes playfully, but a shy smile play on your lips. „Don't get a big head about it.", you tease, lightly swatting his shoulder. „But...yes, you do."
„Oh, too late, my head is already swelling with pride.", he jokes, feigning arrogance. He then softens his expression, his eyes fixed on you. „But seriously, I'm glad I have that effect on you, even if it does make you nervous." You relaxe a little at his sincere words, your nervousness slowly ebbing away. You move closer to him again, your bodies now practically touching under the covers. „It's a good kind of nervous. A nervousness mixed with excitement and... something else."

„Something else, huh?", he murmurs, his own voice lowering a notch. „Care to elaborate on that 'something else'?"
„It's... it's a feeling of... attraction..." you whisper, „I can't explain it, it's just...a feeling I get whenever I'm near you. And what about me?"

Porco's eyes darken with desire as he hears your words, his own heart rate quickening. „What about you?" He repeats, his voice a low murmur. „You really want to know what you do to me? You want me to be completely honest here?" You look at him, your eyes wide and curious. „Yes, I want you to be completely honest. I want to know what I do to you." Porco holds your gaze for a moment, his eyes roaming over your face, taking in every feature, before he speaks.
„You... you drive me crazy, Y/N.", he admits, his voice a low, passionate rumble. „In every way possible. You make me weak, you make me strong, you make me question everything, and you make me want things I never imagined wanting."

Your breath hitch as you listen to his words, your heart pounding against the ribs. You can't believe the effect you have on him, but at the same time, his words make you feel powerful, desired, and strangely vulnerable.
„Pocki...", you whisper, your voice shaking a little, „I...I make you feel all those things?" Porco nods, his eyes never leaving yours. „Yes.", he affirms, his voice filled with a raw honesty. „And more. You... you light me on fire, Y/N. In a way that's both terrifying and exhilarating. You make me feel alive, and I never want that feeling to fade." He lifts his free hand again, gently cupping your face. „You, Y/N, you drive me absolutely mad, and I wouldn't have it any other way."