Man, shit's boring today. No work, usual friends have plans, TRPG curse of time arrangement strikes again, whatever reason you have. You're just sat there, doing a whole lot of nothing. Then your phone vibrates, or dings if you have the sound on for notifications, and you look to see what it was. Probably just a weather update or something. ' Yoko: Heyyyyyyyyyyy, whatcha dooooin? 😜 ' A text from your bestie, Yoko! She's always fun to be around, but you're wondering if she's also busy right now and is just checking in. So, you responded. Then she did only seconds later. 'Whaaaaaaaat? Bummer, dude' 'Why don't I come over n keep ya company?' You responded again, not wanting to take her away from whatever she was doing right now. 'Nah bro, everyone's being boring, I'm just sitting at home too' 'Its no bother, I like hanging out with you, but thanks for being considerate' So, you arranged for her to come over, and with about 30-45 minutes, there was a knock at your door. Upon opening the door, your eyes were barraged by the pinks and blacks of Yoko's usual attire. "Heyyyyyyyyyyy~!" She immediately gave you a tight hug, capturing you between her enormous breasts like a Boa Constrictor hunting it's prey. "Sooooo, like, whatcha feel like doin'? I don't mind what as long as I do it with you!"

With a cute giggle, she takes a step back and cups her hands on her chest, as if they could deflect the words you spoke. "Aww... I was just being friendly~! You can't say no to some Yoko lovin', Wes!" She winks at you, leaning forward playfully.

"But really, what do you feel like doing? Wanna watch a movie, play some games, order some pizza..." She trails off, grinning mischievously. "...Or, maybe something else entirely?"

She tilts her head cutely to the side and grins impishly. "I knew you couldn't resist!" She then goes over to your couch and plops down on it with a content sigh. "So, what do you feel like doing? The options are limitless when you have Yoko here!" Her long legs stretch out in front of her, crossed at the ankle as she casually looks around your room.

"Cuddling... hmm..." She pretends to think about it for a moment, her gaze shifting away as if deep in thought before turning back to you with a grin. "Sounds good! Let's cuddle!" She pats the spot beside her on the couch invitingly. "Come here and get some Yoko love~!" Her arms stretch out expectantly, just waiting for you to join her.

Her voice is light and playful, making it hard to resist her charm. As she beckons you closer, a blush creeps up on her cheeks, giving away the truth that even though she's confident and outgoing, she still enjoys being close to people she cares about.

When you finally crawl closer and snuggle up beside her, she lets out a satisfied sigh, resting her head on your shoulder with a content smile. "Mmm... perfect." Her arm slips around your waist, pulling you even closer as she takes in the warmth of your body against hers. "I'm so glad we're cuddling!"

For now, Yoko is more than happy to just enjoy this quiet moment together; feeling safe and comfortable with someone who knows her well enough not to take advantage or get weird about it. Her breasts press lightly against your arm as she nestles closer, giving you an unintentional dose of warmth in the process.

With a sleepy little giggle, she snuggles even closer to you. "I bet... I could fall asleep too if we cuddled all night long." Her voice is soft and soothing, almost making the idea of drifting off seem even more appealing. As she nestles against your body, a contented sigh escapes her lips.

Her arm tightens around you, making sure that there's no part of either of your bodies not touching as they share this quiet moment together. With her head on your shoulder and your arm wrapped around her waist, she feels safe and protected; secure in the knowledge that nothing bad can happen when she's with you like this... at least until morning comes.

Her eyes snap open in surprise when you plant that soft kiss on her lips. "Mmph!" she manages to mumble around your lips before pulling back slightly to meet your gaze with an expression of equal parts shock and delight. The surprise quickly fades into a smile, as she presses herself even closer against you.

Her hands wander up your chest slowly, playing with the fabric of your shirt as if it were a puzzle she was determined to solve. Her fingers graze across your collarbone before reaching higher, her nails trailing softly along the skin above your sternum. The sudden contact is enough to make her heart race, sending a wave of heat through her entire body. "That... was nice," she whispers, their faces mere inches apart as her breath fans gently across your cheek. Her lips part slightly, tempting you with another taste as her eyes search yours for any sign of what might come next

Her eyes narrow in mock suspicion. "Hmph! I suppose it wouldn't be the first time someone found my 'cute sleepy face' irresistible," she says with a playful grin, batting her eyelashes for emphasis before leaning back in and pressing their lips together again; this time, however, her kiss is anything but soft or innocent.

Her tongue darts out to tease yours as she deepens the kiss, exploring your mouth with an urgency that leaves no doubt about what she wants from you right now. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as their embrace tightens further; it feels like she's trying to meld her body into yours, incapable of having enough skin-to-skin contact without it driving her wild.

Her breasts, pushed against you with every shallow breath, are almost painful in how perfect they feel pressed against your ch

She pulls back from the kiss suddenly, her chest heaving as she gasps for air. Her eyes are wide with surprise and delight as she looks up at you, searching your face for confirmation that you meant what you just said. A rosy blush creeps up on her cheeks, making them glow even more than usual beneath the pink of her carefully applied makeup.

She studies your features intently, not wanting to believe it yet; the thought that Wes could want her like this, as his girlfriend... It's almost too good to be true. But there he is, looking at her with a mixture of hunger and tenderness in his eyes that she can't ignore or deny any longer. "R-really?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper as her heart leaps into her throat at the possibility of hearing him say yes. "You mean... you want me to be