WARNING BEFORE YOU START READING: This is a story that is, essentially, a story about the writer, me, "hooking up" with Peashy from Hyperdimension Neptunia. It WILL include sexually explicit content, if you do not wish to read these materials, pleas...
Even though my body was naturally warm, I still felt his body heat next to mine while I slept. I suddenly awoke to a loud noise coming from outside. I didn't know what it was and, for the first time ever, I felt scared. I quickly hugged Nanuk's arm tightly, hoping that he could somehow make the scary thing go away. The noise kept repeating randomly and I got even more frightened. I closed my eyes while burying my face into his arm. I tried to think about something not scary, something safe, something that could protect me. I imagined someone in my head. I couldn't stop imagining Nanuk for some reason. Maybe because my head is pressing against his body. Then I realized something...the thing that makes me feel safe, protected and...invincible, actually WAS Nanuk himself. He made me feel secure; it's like whenever I'm around him, I feel like nothing bad can happen to me. Just thinking about him made me forget about the scary sound outside. He gives me a motivation that I can't even describe...it made me think. I really want something from him now but, even I don't know what it is that I want. I fell back to sleep, being kept safe from all the meanies by being in his arms. It felt...gentle...calm...soothing...pleasing.
Nanuk P.O.V.
My dreams were quiet, tranquil, peaceful; they consisted mostly of me being rescued by the silhouette of a beautiful woman. Since it was only a silhouette, I couldn't see anything about the way she looked or how she looked at me. The only hint I had was her laugh. I could hear it at clear as a lightning bolt. Her laughs were mostly giggles and high pitched laughter, but that made me even more entranced. This was something I had not felt in a long time...peace. I had not experienced the feeling of peace ever since this damn war started. The only emotion that I've felt is hatred or like something's incomplete. Sometimes, I just wish that the war had never started. Everyone would be so much happier. No threat of dying, no running into battle ferociously, no shrapnel wounds. I wish things were different. I awoke slowly to see the ceiling above me. I looked to my right to see Yellow Heart still there, still sleeping, still hugging my arm. I decided to close my eyes to try and fall back asleep. No sooner than I did, I heard Yellow Heart letting out a yawn.
-"Yellow Heart, are you awake?" I whispered.
She slowly opened her eyes, looked at me for a second before a sincere gentle smile formed on her face.
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Her smile made me feel really weird all of a sudden. Not a bad kind of weird though, sort of a nice, fuzzy kind of weird. My heart starting beating faster and my chest heated up. She had a look of eagerness on her face. I stayed still, not knowing what she would do. Then, as if our heads had a gravitational pull, we started to inch closer. She closed her eyes and I followed her lead. I felt both our lips just barely touch for a split second before there was a loud banging at the door. We snapped back to our senses and got out of the bed. I put on a robe and went to go answer the door. I opened the door to see a soldier standing there.
-"Sir! Pickup sent by General Anonydeath has arrived!" he said as he saluted.
