Veridis Quo

Chapter 47 - JxJ

Holidays are always a fun time.

Out of the dozens of holidays of the cultures around the globe, there wasn't one someone disliked. Who'd object to a day off work? Paid leave,no less? You'd have to be an idiot not to take the bargain with full pay on the table!

Or you were a workaholic – still a sucker!

Anyhow, out of all of the holidays available on the market, there was one that stood out like a soothed thumb.

New Year's. New Year's Eve, the day after, I counted them as a whole.

It was a celebration beyond faith and tradition. Agreed upon by the entire world, it was a special day that signified the passage of year, as if to say: 'Hey, you survived this far! Good job!'

Of course, there were different calendars for the start and end of the year, but all of them had a year; a start and an end.

What was my last New Year's like before doomsday?

If I dug deep enough in the folds of my brain, I'd find something along the lines of drinking too much eggnog for my own good and failing miserably to light a firework and have it rocket off into the neighbor's window.

Fun times.

The scolding wasn't, it was easy to reflect on the past with a smile the older you grew.

I'd take that scolding if only...

So, how was last year's celebration?

Terrific.

As in, so terrible a homeless guy might donate his pennies to me instead.

If the cult didn't exist, I could've gone with Miya to the cabin for the duration of Rexmas and New Year's and had a swell time!

I could imagine it; chilling in the living room with a lit fireplace, watching cheesy action movies, munching on tasty treats, cuddling...

Now that I actively thought about it, I was starting to... question our relationship.

Not to say I'd ever trade it for a gazillion bucks – money wasn't a problem anyway.

It's just... how do I say it?

After what happened with Juno, it... shone light on a few details. However, Miya and I were a topic for another time as I had a much more concerning matter at hand.

"Mhm..."

"Mmm...~"

Separating, my wolfie giggled, a string of saliva between our mouths.

"Like that? Hm~?"

"H-hah.. hah... w-wait, give me a-"

Before I could finish, she went back in, her tongue filling the cavity of my mouth. Thankfully, she didn't go as far as yesterday – the back of my throat. I would've been pissed if she made me pass out consecutively.

Right, the elephant in the room.

Poetically, I had awakened the same way I surrendered to slumber – with a pair of lips on mine. And when it clicked in my brain, I tried to throw off the perpetrator only to find my arms roaming everywhere they pleased.

Softness all over, plump fat, curves in the right places...

A pair of squishy mounds pressing against my chest...

I was a bit lost, to be honest.

Before I addressed that, I had to know how I got myself into that position.