Tora x Poppy Lemon

Shower and Thoughts

Poppy stripped off her clothes and glanced in the mirror.

She didn't exactly have the best body in the world, she grabbed her small belly pouch.

"I do have some nice boobs though" she said to herself quietly.

She cupped them in her hands and let out a small moan

She covered her mouth real quick hoping he didn't hear her.

'I really need some... Help' she thought to herself.

She imagined Tora for a second, not sure why but he was... Hot... Very very hot.

The shower felt nice. She brushed across her chest again letting out another moan

'That's it' she thought to herself

She grabbed her razor and began detailing her rather bare body. She decided she would press her luck

'What to wear?' She thought to herself.

She didn't know where this boost of confidence came from. Maybe deep down she was 'fiesty'

She remembered dinner with him a few nights back when he said she should sleep with him. She felt goosebumps spread across her body.

She walked into her room, pondering her choices. She really didn't have any... Aghm.... Nightwear.

She just chose the shortest shorts she could find and a kimono type top. No bra. She wrapped it around herself and glanced into the mirror.

She left her hair down and proceeded to the living area. Tora had picked up and even did the dishes.

"You take forever" he said gazing across her entire body.

He became rigid. Poppy looked down at herself, losing her confidence.

"Thank you for doing the dishes" she said "That was very nice of you"

He snorted.

"What is wrong with you?" She huffed "Can't even take a compliment"

"Sorry I can't hear you" he said back "you're too short"

He leaned back against the counter stretching out his legs in front of him.

She put her hand on her hip and then grabbed the foot stool. Putting it at his feet, she climbed up it now almost face to fave with him.

"You need to take a compliment" she said flatly "I said that was nice of you, and you brush me off, I say you're a gentleman and you tell me you aren't, my gods you're worse than me, and THAT is saying something."

"I am not nice, I am NOT a gentleman, you don't know a thing about me" he stated "I've told you before what ever box you're trying to put me in, don't"

She leaned over her stool a bit, making sure it didn't tip.

"AND I told you before I am not trying to put you in a box. You wouldn't even fit into one if you tried, and I couldn't even label a box to EVEN put you in."

"GOOD" he said sternly

She leaned closer to him

"You have always been a gentleman to me so to me you are a gentleman, you picked up when you didn't have too and that is nice. So I said you were nice
Stop pushing away someone who is genuinely happy to know you"

"Are you really happy?" He asked confused.

He's heard a lot of things about him but hasn't heard THAT really at all.

She nodded at him

"Now for once could you PLEASE take a fucking compliment"

'Too far too far' she thought

She let out an 'eep' and fell forward

Like a scene from a movie she fell in slow motion. He reached his arms out for her and wrapped them around her

She was inches from his face. Her breathing quickened as his arms grabbed around her tighter.