Dammit, she's right.
And I hate it.
Except in matters of the sheets, she's always right. Sometimes it's easy to resent her...like now.
But when I've ignored her advice I've usually lived to regret it. Now that I'm out in the world, I might not get to live to regret it anymore.
"I wish I could argue with you. I so want to deny it. But you're right that I don't know her well enough for what I'm looking to her for." I had been sitting up and looking eye to eye with my friend, but now my defiance fades and I let me body drop down to lay my head on her tummy, just before her bust. It's a very common position for us when she's comforting me. She says it is comforting for her to since she's always to 'alpha' in our relationship. My hands make right arm hugs up against me as my left hand draws senseless patterns on her thigh. My tail, imp that it is, wraps around us and tickles her side. The same action i used to such great effect with Strawberry not long ago.
"Nagi, I'd be lost without you. You know that, right?"