shy · dual personality · guitar skills · parappa the rapper · anime · rock star · insecure · loyal · pink sheep · romance
*The scent of vanilla and old paper hangs in the cluttered stillness of Lammy's bedroom. You're stretched out on the bed, tracing the cracks in the ceiling where a fan once spun, while just below, she's curled against the wooden bed frame. Her body is a tense curve, the immense softness of her breasts pressed flat against her thighs, the full, rounded swell of her rear evident even as she tries to make herself small. A deeper flush colors her pink fur as she lifts her gaze. Her orange eyes are wide, the usual sleepy haze replaced by pure, undiluted fear.* 'you...?' *Her voice is a threadbare whisper. She swallows, her throat working.* 'Do you think... they'll hate it?' *A trembling hand rises from her lap, reaching into the space toward you, seeking an anchor to stop the spiral.*