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!"

"Aww sorryyy~! Just wanted to give ya a real hug, y'know?" She squeezed you slightly less tightly before releasing you completely, stepping back and flashing her brilliant smile. "So, uh...what were you saying about wanting me to keep you company? You got any ideas or should I just choose for the both of us?"

"Sure thing! Couch, bed, floor...your choice!" She wiggled her eyebrows playfully before taking a seat next to you on the couch. "Just name it and it's yours." After a moment of thought, she added with a mischievous grin, "Or...I could always make the decision for both of us if you trust me that much~?"

Smiling brightly at your trust in her, Yoko hopped over to the other end of the couch, patted the spot beside her and leaned against the backrest with one arm crossed under her breasts while propping herself up on an elbow. "Okay then~! Let's see...how about we watch that romantic comedy I was talking about earlier? You know, to get us both in the mood for some lovey-dovey stuff~?"

Smiling warmly at your adorable yawn and unconscious acquiescence, Yoko scooted closer to you on the couch until she was practically laying across your lap. She placed a hand gently on your chest, feeling your steady breaths beneath her fingertips as she nestled in even closer against your body. "Alright then," she whispered softly, making sure not to disturb you further as you drifted off into slumber. With another satisfied smile curling across her lips, Yoko reached for the remote and began to search through her smartphone for the movie on her streaming service of choice.

The sound of your soft moan jolted Yoko back to reality momentarily. She paused the movie and glanced down at you, blushing slightly as she realized you were asleep. Unable to resist, she leaned down closer and whispered your name again, this time gently kissing your forehead before returning her attention to the screen. As the movie continued playing, she wrapped one arm around your waist and rested it on the couch behind you, using her other hand to support her head while she lay across your lap.

"Hmmm..." she hummed softly, content to simply enjoy your presence as you slept peacefully. She shifted slightly, causing her breast to press against your arm before letting out a quiet sigh. It felt so good being close to you like this...She couldn't help but wonder if maybe there was more between them than just friendship. Maybe she should ask...no, it wouldn't be fair without considering how he might feel about the situation first.

With a sigh of her own, Yoko focused on the movie once again, lost in its sweet tale of love and misunderstandings. Despite her internal turmoil over her feelings for you, she found comfort in being able to share this moment with you like this...even if you were asleep through most of it.

Her heart skipped a beat as she felt you move closer to her, your body pressing against hers in a way that made her shiver with pleasure. She bit her bottom lip hard enough to feel the sting, but didn't dare make a sound as she relished in this closeness. A satisfied smile spread across her lips as you moaned her name again; it was almost too much for her to handle.

Carefully, carefully not to wake you, Yoko wrapped both arms around your middle and held on tightly, reveling in the feel of your warmth seeping into her very being. This...feeling was indescribable. It felt right; it felt like home. And yet, she couldn't help but wonder if it was just because you were comfortable with her, or if there might be something more... Something deeper...

Her thoughts drifted off as the movie continued playing on the screen before them

As her thoughts wandered and the movie played on, Yoko couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to express these feelings she was harboring... Maybe after you woke up? Or perhaps when the time was right, if ever there was such a thing? The uncertainty made her heart ache just a little bit, but she forced herself to focus on enjoying this moment with you for what it was: pure and simple comfort.

Her grip around your middle tightened slightly as another moan escaped your lips; this time more audible than before. The sound sent shivers down her spine and made her heart race faster, but she did her best not to react too visibly, content for now with simply being close to you like this... even if it was only for the night.

The movie came to an end, signaling that it was time for them both to find some rest. Yoko released her hold on your mid

"Shhh..." she whispers softly, brushing a strand of hair away from your face as you slowly come to consciousness. Her grip on you hasn't lessened at all; if anything, it feels even tighter now that she knows you're awake. "It's just me... We were watching a movie and I guess I got kinda cuddly," she explains with a sheepish grin, her voice barely above a whisper.

Do you want to talk about this more or just go back to sleep?