User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Kikimora Bomberman666

Prompt: Wrong Time To Pass Out

I take stock of what I still have one me. There's my pants, and my socks. That's it, great. I then check my restraints. A few tugs prove the rope's too strong to break, and the headboard seems to be solid quality carpentry. The knots are kind of weak, and a few good yanks loosen them a little. I hear footsteps again and pretend to sleep again. The door opens and I hear a soft sigh.

"Still sleeping?" A gentle voice mutters, and I hear something being put down. Then there's the sound of a glass, before a soft hand lays on my throat and a pair of lips gently pry mine open. Then liquid is passed into my mouth. Before I can do anything the hand on my throat is massaging me to force me to swallow.

Luckily it just seems to be water.

"Wake up soon." She mutters, collecting whatever she brought with her. Opening my eyes slightly I catch a glimpse of  long feathery tail walking out the door. A few moments later and I'm back to trying to undo the knots on my ropes. A few moments later and I'm free. Grabbing my stuff I look towards the window.

It's unlocked, but as I'm just getting it open the door opens again. Turning I spot a kikimora, standing in the door with a bucket and sponge. When she spots me her eyes go wide and she drops the bucket. There's a few moments of mutual shock before she reaches a hand towards me.

"Wait!" She cries, a look of panic on her face. "I'm sorry, it's just... I found you, a-and I, you were, I um...." The flush on her cheeks and stuttering is making my supposed dangerous kidnapper seem very unthreatening.

"You tied me to your bed." She locks up, her blush spreading across her entire face.

"Y-you weren't in any condition to leave so I... may have... tried to stop you...." She's looking at her feet at the moment. I let out a heavy sigh, closing the window.

"Look, I'll be fine, once I get some directions." She looks at me, nd I can tell that's not what she was hoping to hear.

"O-okay." She sighs, sitting on the bed. "If you go north there'll be a road before long. Just follow that east and you'll find the nearest town." She sounds quite defeated.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" She looks up at me with sad eyes. Why must kiki's be so cute?!

"If I could bring myself to do that, do you think I'd still be all alone out here in the middle of the woods?"

"Why are you out here?" She looks at me for a few long seconds, before sighing.

"This was my parents cottage, and when they left, they told me to take care of it until they came back...." Oh boy, I'm going to regret what I'm about to ask.

"How long go was that?"

"Seven years...." She barely whispers the answer, but it's definitely what I was afraid of.

"I don't think they're-"

"They are!" She cries, looking up with wet eyes. "They promised." Gritting my teeth I'm finding it harder and harder to just walk out the door.

"What if... what if I came back?" Her eyes fill with hope, and she shoots up off of the bed, hands over her chest.

"Really?" She asks, voice high with excitement.

"Yeah, I mean, I know where you are now, I can come back and visit every now and again, if you'd li-"

"Yes!" She throws herself at me, arms wrapping around my waist. "I'd love that! Plese, please come see me!" She looks up at me with new tears springing to her eyes, before a blush takes over and she backs away a few steps.

"Alright, I'll come by tomorrow."

"Do you promise?" She asks, desperately trying to control herself.

"Yeah." I give her a smile and a thumbs up.

Sure enough, following her directions gets me to the road, which leads me to a nearby village. From there I find an inn to stay at, before I prepare to head back through the forest to my original destination.

I leave the next day, making sure to swing by my new friend's home. When I arrive I smell something wonderful. Knocking on the door earns me a number of metal clangs and hurried footsteps before the door finally opens. The kikimora's clothes are covered in various stains, and her hair is slightly mussed.

"Oh, I wasn't expecting you for a bit yet, I apologise for my current state." With that she ushers me in, through the house to a small kitchen and a small dining area. After seating me she goes to tidy up. After a few awkward minutes she returns. clean and neat, with a large plate of meat, bread and fruits, along with a glass of water.

"Um, that looks like a lot of food." She nods with a happy smile, the light dress she put on swaying slightly with the movement.

"I hope so, can't have you going off on an empty stomach." I can hardly believe the hospitality, but then I think that this is a kikimora who's been starved of companionship for years.

"So..." she starts, wrining her dress a little. "I realised I never gave you my name." I smile and nod, giving her mine before she can get hers out. She smiles shyly before introducing herself. "Well, I'm Cory."

We make small talk, mostly me giving accounts of past adventures while she listens with awe. I finish my meal and thank her before leaving. As I'm walking out the door she gives me another gift of some travelling food.

This becomes a habit whenever I'm travelling through the woods I find my way to the cottage and visit Cory. A few months later and I'm sitting in a tavern with some friends talking about our latest journeys when the door opens. Looking up we spot a slim figure in a hooded green travel cloak. A familiar silver tail and scaled feet give away our visitor straight away.

When I get up to greet her she throws herself at me, sobbing. I can only imagine one thing that would have put her in this state, but I don't pry, instead giving her my seat and asking my friends if I can have some time alone with her. They nod, sly smirks on some faces, but understanding on the others.

"So, it's confirmed?" I ask after a few quiet minutes of holding her. She just nods. "Are you going to be okay?" She shudders a little, but nods again. "Do you want to talk about it?" She takes a deep, shuddering breath, before nodding again.

"I got a letter today. They found some sunken ships off the coast of a recently reclaimed kingdom. The Order had been keeping quiet about taking it until some mersharks got away. They checked the ships travel logs and... and...." She begins to tear up again and shoves a letter into my hands.

Opening it up it reads in fine caligraphy:

Dear Cory Asathos,

''                                We regret to inform you that during a reclamaition effort we uncovered signs of several civillian ships sunken by The Order of the Chief God's cannons. You're parents Argus and Amelia Asathos were among the recorded passengers. We have included a copy of their final will and testament, leaving all they own to you and your partner, if you have one.''

                Dearest sympathies, Coordinator of Deaths and Injuries, Issana Raes.

Well, that leaves little to the imagination. I try to console her for a few more minutes before asking my next question.

"What are you going to do now?" She looks up at me, eyes red and puffy from crying.

"I... I don't want to go back. Not right now. Can I... can I stay with you? Please?" I figured as much, nd quickly nod, holding her shoulder.

A few minutes later and we're at my home, small, but enough for me and my occasional guests. I show her around the house, making sure to point out the guest room where she'll be staying.

That night as I'm drifting off to sleep I hear my door open and a light form climb in next to me. Next thing I know fluffy arms are wrapped around my back, soft flesh pressed gainst me.

"Couldn't sleep on your own?" I whisper, feeling her nod behind me. I roll over and wrap my arms around her, trying not to feel the soft breasts pressed into my chest as I embrace her.

The next morning I wake with her still wrapped around me, gently snoring and irresistably adorable. A few minutes later and her eyes flutter open, looking up at me. She blushes hard, before snuggling into me deeper.

"Thank you." She mutters. I chuckle quietly, before brushing a lock of hair out of one of her eyes. She looks up t me and I can't resist kissing her. She quickly reciprocates, and before I know what's happening things have escalated and my morning wood has found somewhere soft to calm down in, while she sits atop me with a euphoric expression on her face.

After that we lay there for a long, comfortable hour, arms wrapped around each other.

"So, I guess you'll be staying here for quite a while then?" She blushes and nods.

"I-if that's okay?" I grin and kiss her forehead.

"Of course, I'm not the type to have  woman in my bed and just throw her out ontothe street." Her blush intensifies and she buries her face into my arm.

Over the next few months we grow closer and closer, until I finally decide to just start calling her my girlfriend. She took it in stride, seeing as how we'd been sleeping together every night.