An... Eventful Morning of Learning [CLOSED]

Kuro blinked softly as he awoke, his eyes slightly squinting from the light of a window nearby. However, he found it quite odd; he felt much, much warmer than he normally did, and he wondered why. He knew that he and Kaminari had been up extremely late last night; and he also knew he had been freezing from falling into that sewer. However, as his vision began to clear up and his mind awoke, he began to feel things around his shoulders, as well as something flat on his hands. His eyes slightly widened, and he blinked very hard, as he realized that Kaminari was right in front of him... and he could see her shoulders, not seeing the haori on her body she had been wearing in the night.

He couldn't see under the blankets, but their subconscious minds had acted in their sleep. Kuro's had been very cold even in his pajamas, so he had snuggled close to Kaminari. Kaminari, who loved Kuro, had been more than willing for the contact and returned it; however, his clothes were still slightly damp, so they had fallen off their bodies in the middle of the night, finding the contact to be much warmer as they were essentially bundled together under the covers, as Kuro realized that his hands were laying on Kaminari's bare back, although feeling some thin type of fabric, much to his strange relief that he didn't understand. He could only blink several times, realizing he himself was only wearing his boxers, as he whispered softly. "...Um... Nariri, my love, wake up, I think our clothes melted." He said bluntly, surprised at the situation and his vocabulary; however, it had simply felt natural as he found himself feeling slightly awkward for some reason, but feeling extremely, extremely warm and comfortable...

Kuro blinked as she sat up, his eyes following her as he saw her completely in her underwear, feeling a strange pulling motion in the very pit of his stomach. It was... unfamiliar, but... not unpleasant, as he blinked, feeling her fall back down onto the bed and embrace him, some part of him happy that they were so close together like this. However, his sensitive nose had also sensed the stink, and he had to agree, as he got up, blinking as he saw her walking over still in her underwear to the kitchen, as he stretched, yawning as he moved to sit up, his legs indian style as he grabbed his feet, moving his head back in an animate yawn, before blinking his eyes one at a time as he lowered his head, standing up as he went to the bathroom. If he wasn't in the habit of going alone, he might have asked her to join him. However, as it was, he merely walked into the shower, taking off his boxers and blinking as he turned on the water, feeling some part of his body very strange.

However, after about five minutes, he finished up, stepping out of the shower and back into the kitchen, his boxers still on as he sat down next to the table, waiting to see what Kaminari had made him, licking his lips...

Kuro dug right into the food as it was placed on his plate, devouring the pancakes without getting a single bit on himself and then nomming on the eggs after that. "Delicious as always, Nariri!" He said enthusiastically as he heard the door shut, a mischievous look coming onto his face as he slowly tiptoed up to the door. He blinked as he reached a hand towards the knob, debating whether to follow his impulse and open it up. ...She said to trust my impulses, but it feels like something bad will happen if I open this door... He thought as he wrapped a hand around the knob, slowly turning it... before sighing, letting it go as he went back over to the bed, stretching himself out on it and doing some morning exercises.

He blinked as she walked out of the bathroom, covered in one of his fluffy towels, as she moved over to the bed, ripping off the sheets as Kuro's body was rolled off of them onto the floor, and he was left looking up at her, a curious look on his face. "...Your hair looks very pretty, Nariri... Wanna touch it..." He said, fascinated; indeed, her hair was still flat against her back from the last night, and after cleaning, it was very shiny as he got up, fascinated with it as he stepped behind her, not even noticing her bit of compulsion towards the sheets, as he placed his hands on her skull, gently massaging it and rubbing on it with a fascinated look as he lowered his hands down it, making sure the hair was all straight before moving back to the top again, continuing the massage as he blinked, asking her a question. "...Does that feel good, Nariri?" He asked her, putting his head on her shoulder as he asked his question, his chest against her back, almost feeling like he could feel her heartbeat from this closeness; pretty much disregarding the sheets in her hands.

Kuro blinked, smiling at her as she said that it felt good, as she kissed him softly on the cheek, before she stopped, turning around and looking at the dishes as she began sleeping, and he sat down on the mattress of the futon, his knuckles holding up his chin as he blinekd at her, thinking to himself. He felt bad for not cleaning up his own mess at the table, and vowed to do better next time. However, he knew what was happening; he was a chaotic person, and whenever she brought his room to order, he eventually put it into disorder. His nose began to twitch as she walked up to the dishes, before he suddenly stood up, before moving next to her, throwing his arms out as he pushed her stomach down, grabbing onto her gently as he brought her down with quite a speed, putting his arms and legs down down on either side of her, holding himself up by his hands and knees down to his legs, his legs and arms spread wide around her as he looked her directly in the eyes, blinking from on top of her.

"Nariri. Please allow me to be at least a LITTLE bit messy in my room... if at all possible. If not, just tell me; however, too much neatness and seriousness makes me feel like I'm being caged in... and that's something I don't want." He said softly to her, looking down at her with as serious look in his eyes, hoping that she understood what he was trying to tel her...

Kuro blinked for a moment, wondering why she was gripping so tightly to her towel. However, he didn't pay it much heed. When her skin started going all red, he blinked, wondering if something was wrong with her; she seemed to almost be squirming, but his legs were in the way of her own, causing them to remain in their current position. His eyes were focused on hers, and he heard every soft word she said, growing more worried; why was she talking so soft, and why were her eyes keep staring down his body again? Was she thinking about... whatever it was that happened last night?

However, his thoughts seemed to vanish as he felt her now cooled fingers touching on his upper chest, the sensation of her fingers on his skin sending chills all over his body, as she moved them down, and he blinked as she reached the rim of his boxers, as he felt a strange sensation in his crotch, his own face reddening as he listened to her words. "...That's fine, Nariri. But... you sound... odd..." He said as his body leaned forwards, feeling a strange part of himself connect with Kaminari's towel as he blinked, his legs going past her head as he gently eased himself so that he was sitting on her stomach lightly, putting most of the weight on his legs. "...You don't sound so well." He said, a worried look in his eyes, not noticing the now... noticeable appearance if Kaminari looked at it, his own eyes centered on her face, the worried look still in his eyes as he placed his hands on her chest, leaning forwards to look down at her eyes, wondering if he could find what was wrong...