A World Of Fluff

It is Halloween and officially Aya-chan’s birthday. I beat Aya-chan up, and I am just impatiently watching her sleep peacefully. I don’t want to disturb her, yet I also want to be proactive with her birthday and get her a little something. But she said I am not allowed to leave the bed without her. I think about what I can do while not leaving this bed, and I realize that we have a pen and a notepad in our nightstand. I roll over, reach without getting up, grab the notepad and pen, and start drawing. I draw an African-inspired, tribal sun using my black ballpoint pen.

As I am drawing, Aya-chan begins to stir, and she stretches and yawns while cracking her eyes open to see me drawing. She reaches for it and says in a sleepy tone, “I wanna see.” I pull my small notepad back, hiding my drawing from her, and say, “Uh-uh. Not yet. I have to finish it first.” She sleepily pouts, “Ok, fine.” I smirk at her pouty face while resuming my drawing, feeling her gaze while I draw in secret. I finish, and I show it to her, “I wanted to give you a little something to start your birthday. So, I drew this sun for the woman who brightens up my life like the sun illuminates the world. I love you, Aya-chan. Happy birthday.”

She smiles as she takes the drawing, “I love it, Kai-chan. I think I know what I will do with this one. I want to keep this close to my heart to never forget this moment.” She takes the sun from the paper and makes a tattoo on her naked chest. She takes the notepad and pen from me, and she starts drawing, too. She says, scribbling with her warm smile, “You need one, too.” Sir Floof pops his snoot out adorably from under the covers as she draws, and I pet him while waiting. Squash comes out of the covers as well, and I start petting them both simultaneously.

After a few minutes, she says, “I am done. I used the same tribal design you used.” She says while admiring her work, “Just as I am your sun, you are my moon. You have a quiet brightness that illuminates the darkness. You are more captivating than any imitation I draw. Happy 16th birthday. I love you, Kai-chan.” She shows me the page: a tribal crescent moon. She plucks it from the page with her quirk and places it on my naked chest to mirror hers. I love it. I blush furiously as I admire her artwork. I have something she drew on my flesh.

I HAVE SOMETHING SHE DREW ON MY FLESH.

She giggles a sexy sleep giggle, seeing my extremely flustered face as she drags her finger across my newly acquired tattoo. She says, “How about we eat some breakfast and then go on our trip?” My stomach growls as if answering on my behalf. Aya-chan giggles again in the same fashion, and she stretches again and says, “Then let’s summon our favorite chef.” She reaches over me towards the nightstand where her phone was charging, takes it off the charger, and texts Deonte, then puts her phone on the inside of her forearm for the day. We stayed in bed, cuddling since we didn’t have anywhere to be yet, and enjoyed each other’s presence in a very comfortable silence while waiting on Deonte with our breakfast order.

When he arrived, I turned on my transformation magic in case Ryuko was in the hall, and I answered the door in my robe and held the door open for him as he carted in our breakfasts on his cart. Once he was in, I dropped my spell, and he took the cart into our dining room, where Squash, Sir Floof, and Garlic were excitedly ready, where Aya-chan was sitting looking at them with a warm smile while resting her head on her hand in a kickstand fashion. Deonte feeds them first, which has become a habit that we all enjoy since we like watching their excitement. I don’t even think Deonte is getting charmed by Sir Floof anymore and is just naturally charmed by their cuteness.

Deonte made Garlic soup for his breakfast, which reminded me of his quirk. Apparently, he can change the molecular structure of things he touches with his hands, which he uses for his cooking. So, things that need to be homogeneous are always perfectly combined and/or leave certain components whole. He has truly mastered his quirk application in the kitchen. His quirk is why he wears gloves as a precaution most of the time, so he doesn’t accidentally disassemble people. His quirk reminds me of that Overhaul villain from the Shie Hassaikai that the nerd fought recently. According to the news, he could do something similar, but his quirk focused on destroying and rebuilding with his hands, not on modifying it at such a minuscule level as Deonte does. He could probably do a sex/appearance change operation for someone if he focused enough, now that I think of it. If Overhaul and Deonte were from the same country, I would have thought they were probably distant relatives because of their quirks.

We ordered the fluffy pancakes for breakfast, and they were so jiggly, moist, and fluffy. I moan as I eat. Each bite is so light and fluffy that it melts on the tongue. I have had Lunch Rush’s fluffy pancakes, but these are a step above those already-gourmet pancakes. I don’t know what he did differently other than using the expert control of his quirk in the kitchen to maximize the fluffiness of the egg whites inside the pancake batter. He can only change the molecular structure and can’t cook them, so the time he took to master his craft as a chef after meticulously preparing each dish is evident.

After eating, Deonte took the dishes and his cart and wheeled them back to his apartment, and Aya-chan reached me as I shut the door in my Hanzo form, and she felt me up. She said with that sexy tone of hers after the door shut, “Let’s go on our trip, Han-chan.” I blush, and I say, “I-it’s your birthday, so I should pleasure you first today, Aya-chan.” She giggles seductively and says, “How can I say no when you phrase it like that? Sooooo… What do you want to do to me, Han-chan?” She says that last bit in her very sexy voice that gives me a nosebleed. I stammer as I accept the tissue she had prepared already, “W-what would you like me to do for you today, Aya-chan?”

She rubs her hand on my penis and says, “I think I want you to sit on my face, Kai-chan. It has been a while since I have been your chair, and I am missing it.” I blush furiously and stammer, “O-ok.” I transform back, and she continues to hold me in the same way as she kisses my neck from behind. She continues kissing my neck while effortlessly picking me up with her tentacles. I wish I could see her eyes right now. I love how she looks at me. In a way, though, I feel like I can see her since her tentacles feel the same way they do when she looks at me with those passion-filled purple eyes of hers, and that sensation alone tells me everything. I have gotten very acquainted with her tentacles, and they don’t talk, but their wiggles have their own type of language.

I take my finger skin and hover over her tentacles and mirror the wiggles so she can feel it back. She giggles, and her tentacles remove my robe. She playfully tosses me onto the bed, and she quickly sheds her robe, and she lies next to me, smirking, and she kisses me while looking at me with her passion-filled eyes. She rolls onto her back and uses her tentacles to position me on top of her as we continue kissing. She continues to hold me with her tentacles because I am sure she is going to spin me soon.

We stayed here, kissing and enjoying each other’s lips as the delicacies they are. She runs her fingers through my short pink hair, messing it up as we make out naked in bed. I love kissing her so much. I feel like, after kissing her, that I am ready to rock downstairs if you know what I mean. Since we are very intimate with each other’s bodies from the countless times we have had sex, she knows as well, and she always elongates these make-out sessions for her enjoyment as well. She loves kissing me, too, but she has said she enjoys the look in my eyes more as we kiss. I also love how she looks at me while we kiss.

After several minutes of making out, she lifts me with her tentacles, and she turns me around on top of her. She lowers me slowly on top of her, and once I am in position, she starts to lick me. I moan with pleasure, and I lean forward and start licking her as she licks me. We moan into each other, and the vibrations of our moans feel so good. I love tasting her so much. All of Aya-chan’s tastes are delicacies that I could taste forever and not grow tired of them. As I savor her taste, she inserts a tentacle, surprising me. I respond in kind with my stretched-out finger skin forming a penis and pump inside of her while I lick around the hood of her clit.

After several minutes of licking and pumping into one another, she cums first. I think about how she is winning the orgasm contests, and she has been giving me more orgasms here recently…. again, which slightly distracts me. She notices I am distracted a little bit, and she wraps more tentacles around me to bring me back to the present while I orgasm. After she licks me through my orgasm, she twists me around with her tentacles, and she lies me down beside her.

She asks while gently stroking my naked arm, “What made you so distracted today?” I stammer and say fully flushed and still breathing heavily from just having orgasmed, “I-I-I w-was just thinking about how you are getting ahead of me again on orgasms and t-today isn’t helping.” She bites her lip in that sexy way she does, and she says, “I quite like our current arrangement. I particularly like how you make it up to me.” I get another nosebleed from how she said that. Even though she has told me that she likes the orgasm makeup, I still feel bad in the moment getting more orgasms than her. She chuckles in that sexy way she does as she gets me a tissue from her tattoo. She then leans over to get her bottle of water to rehydrate.

She takes a swig of water, then says, while offering me her bottle, which I accept, “Let’s make ourselves presentable and go on a field trip.” I nodded as I gulped down the water she offered me. I hand it back to her, and we get out of bed to gather our things needed for a trip, just in case. After gathering our things, we go to the bedroom and do our ritual while fully clothed as per usual. I am always anxious using my quirk blindly like this.

When the light fades from my quirk’s activation, Aya-chan’s Observation Haki goes off. I use the pleasure that I am still feeling post orgasm to teleport us and our travel gear away at a distance. Some angry man with pinkish-red hair who can wield fire like Natsu and Todoroki has fire in his grasp, ready to throw at a moment’s notice. I heard a small girl’s voice say, “Yuri!” Aya-chan immediately tries to de-escalate the situation, “We are so sorry to drop in uninvited. We came here to this world on vacation for my birthday.” The angry man asks aggressively, “Where did you come from?” Aya-chan tries to explain, “We are from a place called Japan.”

A little girl appears from behind his leg, and she asks while peering her head out, “Wait, for real? You two are from Japan? Where exactly?” Aya-chan tells her that we are from Musutafu, and she gasps, “That can’t be.” The way she said that almost makes it sound like she might be from ‘reality’ Japan. I really hope that this child won’t harm us. The man, whom I assume to be her father, asks, “What is this Japan, and why do you seem to know so much about it, Nefertima?” She sighs and droops, “I was going to keep this a secret, but I guess I will go ahead and tell you.” She clutches her chest looking worried and continues, “Can you bring the rest of the family? I feel like they should be there when I disclose this, Father.” He nods and delegates to a household employee to fetch the family, while not leaving us unattended with his child.

By this point, we have slowly started to come out of hiding as Aya-chan takes this time to clean her fingers of my fluids while I reach in our bag to grab her some hand sanitizer. The man introduces himself, “I am Duke Dayland of these lands and head of house Osphe. This is my daughter Nefertima. What are your names?” Aya-chan introduces us both while rubbing the hand sanitizer in her hands thoroughly, “I am Ayaka, and this is Sekai.” He asks, a little exasperated, “Did you kids really have to show my daughter that kind of scene when you arrived?” I blush furiously while trying my best to disappear behind my hoodie, which I am currently wearing. Aya-chan explains, “Her quirk works from pleasure, and she can only world hop like that. We apologize.”

He rubs his head in exasperation, not really understanding, but at the same time understanding. By this time, their family is arriving, and a few blonde kids and a beautiful blonde woman enter the room with us, along with some knights for added security. A man with blue hair and horns approaches Nefertima, picks her up, and holds her protectively. They inquire about us since we are in weird clothes and obviously foreigners. We introduce ourselves to them, and they do as well. The older sister is Karna, the older brother is Ralfreed, the mother is Cerulia, and the blue-haired guy with horns is Shinki. Nefertima says after seeing everyone, “I have a secret to tell you all.” They all sit down, looking supportive, as the man with blue hair takes his seat, holding her still. It is now that I realize that I do a lot better at remembering names of people in other worlds than our own and for a brief moment I try to think of why, but I get distracted by Nefertima who seems ready to talk.

She takes a deep yet shaky breath, as if she is scared to say this. Sir Floof, sensing her feelings, comes out, and she looks like she has recognized him and accepted the ribbons. “I have memories of my past life in another world in a place called Japan.” Her mother, who was sitting beside her and Shinki, senses her daughter's feelings of anxiety, “Why didn’t you tell us sooner, Neema?” Nefertima’s voice breaks a little as she says, “I was scared that you wouldn’t think I was your daughter anymore and stop loving me.” Her mother starts crying and reaches out to hug Neema as Shinki passes her to her mother. Cerulia says, “We would always love you, even if you grew up to be a menace. You are my baby girl, and I would die for you any day of the week, no matter what.” The rest of her family joins in and hugs Neema as she starts to sob.

While they are having their touching moment, I started thinking about the name thing again. I ponder and after a while of ruminating on it, I remember something that Miss Midnight said when we were in Luffy's world. She said how I looked more at ease in other worlds, so maybe that has something to do with it. I do really dislike and hate most people back in Japan for how they treated me while I was growing up, so maybe that underlying hate is why I don't want to remember their names. 

I get out of my thoughts when I see them finishing their family moment. Her father asks, wiping his own tears as they separate, “So, you and our guests are from the same place?” She shakes her head, “The place they are from is from a story, and I didn’t know it actually existed. The place I come from has no magic or special abilities.” I shrank back after confirming she was from the terrible version of Japan. She asks after wiping her own tears while wearing a bewildered look, “Why are you acting scared of me?” I stammer, “Y-you aren’t g-going to experiment on us. Are you?” She looks confused, “Why would I?”

I am still unsure and am very apprehensive. Aya-chan explains, “When we were lost when she first discovered her quirk, we visited ‘Reality’ Japan, where you are from, and they experimented on us approximately half a year ago. Torturing us. We were barely able to escape.” Her brother, Ralfreed, says passionately, clenching his fist to us, “Our Neema would never torture anyone!” Her sister, Karna, also speaks passionately on her behalf, echoing Ralfreed, “Yeah, she is the sweetest little sister! She could never do something like that!”

Nefertima looks at us, and she bows her head while still seated and says, “I apologize for my old countrymen and am sorry you had to go through something like that. I actually didn’t have the best time in Japan either.” Her mother chimes in, looking slightly overwhelmed, “What happened there in your last life, Neema, to make you say that?” Nefertima’s expression becomes expressionless as she recalls, “I worked myself to death in that life and died before getting to the age of 30. God pitied me and gave me a second chance with a special ability of my choosing that I am using to live the life I desire.” She might have been leaving something out when she said this, from her facial expression nearing the end, but her family didn’t catch it, as they were all flabbergasted that she talked to God. I have met a god, Shenron, in person, so I’m not surprised there are multiple. Especially, since I was cursed by the God of the sea.

They all exclaim simultaneously, “You spoke to GOD?!!!” Her father says, “I always knew that your ability to win animals' hearts was God-given. Anyone can look at your life now and see that you are loved by God. You are most definitely a ripple in the water.” Ripple in the water? I feel like we are missing something, but how they react to his words, they have heard it before and know what they mean. He looks at us and says, “Just look at our guests. Strange things always happen around you, Neema.” Oh, that is what he means. When something touches water, it causes ripples that echo outward. Nefertima asks her family to keep her secret, which they all swear on their names to never tell a soul.

Not long after they swore on their names, a guy with blue hair comes in with a large white tiger, and everyone bows, and we follow suit, not knowing what is happening and assuming that he is important. He asks, “What seems to be the commotion?” Nefertima runs to the tiger after a quick bow and yells, “Lars! I missed you so much!” The white tiger purrs and smiles while wrapping his tail affectionately around the small child. Aya-chan immediately follows suit, and the guy with the blue hair warns her, “Be careful, he is a divine beast and -” Aya-chan reaches out and starts petting the tiger, who seems to not only welcome her pets but also really enjoys them. Aya-chan, after several pets, hugs the tiger and says happily, “This is the best birthday ever!” I smirk while looking at her having a blast. Sir Floof goes over in an elegant prance to introduce himself to Lars as well, and they seem to hit it off.

The blue-haired guy asked about Aya-chan and me, and Duke Osphe introduced us on our behalf, “This is Sekai, and the one playing with the sky tiger is Ayaka, your highness. They came from another world using special magic for vacation since it is Ayaka’s birthday.” Duke Osphe looks to us while gesturing to the blue-haired guy, “This is his highness, Prince Wilherd Rega Gaché.” Prince Wilherd looks to both me and then to Ayaka, “It is a pleasure to meet you both. What kind of magic did you both use?” I blush furiously and pull my hood down and stammer, “It isn’t m-magic, but more like an innate ability that I was b-born with. I can use the same ability to teleport over shorter distances as well, but it has its limitations.” I pop a jawbreaker in my mouth and do a few quick hops, and they look on with amazement. He looks intrigued, “What kind of limitations?” I sigh and say, “It is p-probably best to not discuss my ability around children.” Duke Osphe gets defensive, having seen us, interjects with urgency, “She speaks the truth. I will tell you later, your highness.”

Nefertima’s brother, Ralfreed, asks me, “Why aren’t you joining your friend?” I sigh and look away from them, feeling a slight pang of jealousy, “I could never get away with doing the things she does. If I were to go over there, that tiger would probably bite me.” Aya-chan waves me over to pet the tiger, and I shake my head, “I think this is just a ‘you’ thing, Aya-chan.” I am well aware that I’m not the main character of my story and have already gladly accepted that. I hear Nefertima ask the tiger, “Lars, can you be nice for a little bit?” He meows in response as Aya-chan, with a tentacle, yanks me toward the tiger. I am so anxious that I am sweating profusely right now.

Sir Floof places his ribbons on me to relieve my anxiety, and I reach out to stroke Lars. His fur is so soft, and I could just take a nap in his fur. From how Nefertima is acting, I think she has taken naps with him before. Now I am starting to feel really jealous of her. I would love to live a life embracing really soft fur like this every day. As we are petting Lars, Nefertima asks us, “So why exactly did you pick our world for a vacation?” Aya-chan responds while still enveloped in Lars soft fur, loving life, “I wanted to pet soft things, and when she used her quirk, she imagined such to get here.”

She lifts her body up from Lars and continues to pet him with one hand while she looks at me with those sexy eyes of hers, and I blush furiously and pull my hoodie down. She uses a tentacle to remove the hood, and it makes me blush harder, so I try to look away, and she uses another tentacle to prevent me from doing so. Like she loves to do. Nefertima giggles and says, “She is such a tsundere.” I hear the prince mutter under his breath, “What is a tsundere?” Aya-chan giggles a sexy giggle in response to her comment, and she goes in to kiss me while her brother and Prince Wilhelm cover Nefertima’s eyes. Nefertima says, “What?” Ralfreed says while blushing at our continued kissing, “You shouldn’t see anyone kissing at your age, Neema.” Prince Wilhelm nods and agrees, “Yes, it is as he says.”

Nefertima rebuts, “But I have seen mother and father kissing before. What’s the difference?” Both of her parents start coughing, having been called out suddenly like that, and we stop kissing, and Aya-chan starts giggling at the scene. The boys drop their hands, seeing that our kissing is no longer a problem. The prince is speechless, and Ralfreed stammers, “Y-y-you s-shouldn’t see anything l-like this.” Nefertima then puts her hands on her hips and scolds him, “You shouldn’t discriminate against them because they love each other. Being in love is not a crime, and just because they aren’t in love with men doesn’t mean that they are doing anything bad.” Both boys slump depressively, and even though the prince didn’t say anything, his body language suggested that he felt the same way.

Ralfreed looks devastated, drooping, and very sad as Nefertima scolds him, wearing a look of displeasure, and says, “B-b-but it isn’t right, Neema.” Nefertima’s expression furrows more, “I am so disappointed with you, brother. Just because they don’t fall into what you consider normal, doesn’t mean that what they are is not right. I won’t speak to you again until you apologize to them.” Ralfreed starts crying and begging while Nefertima harumphs. Nefertima’s mother and sister are amused by the scene, while her father, on the other hand, seems to be sweating a cold sweat. I wonder if he feels the same way Ralfreed does about our relationship and is scared that Nefertima will start talking to him the same way? Knowing how much they love her, that seems to be the case.

He halfheartedly apologizes to us to try to get back in his beloved sister’s good graces, and Nefertima continues to scold him, “Say it like you mean it, or I won’t forgive you, brother.” His tears were pouring from his eyes like faucets from her words, and he got on his knees and bowed towards us, “I am sorry that I called your love wrong. Please forgive me.” Aya-chan, amused by everything, smiles with that warm hero smile of hers, which captivates everyone in attendance, and obviously me. There is never a time that I am not completely captivated by her smile, as if she put me under a spell.

She says, after having caught everyone’s attention, “I honestly didn’t feel any harm by your words. If it was discriminatory, we have definitely come across people who hate us more than you.” I think specifically of the nobles from other worlds who feel entitled to Aya-chan and completely disregard my love for her and also her preferences. Nefertima looks at Aya-chan, “That doesn’t excuse his prejudiced words against you, in my opinion. Just because someone might be more prejudiced doesn’t excuse his discriminatory language.” Prince Wilhelm looks a little surprised by her vocabulary, but her family, now knowing the truth of her past life, doesn’t bat an eye.

Aya-chan gets on her knees to Nefertima’s level and hugs her and says, “Thank you, Nefertima.” A black tarantula-sized spider comes out of her hair, and it scares Aya-chan, and she squeals in terror and releases Nefertima, but the spider is on Aya-chan. Nefertima says with loads of worry in her voice, “That is Gratia, and she is very nice. Please calm down.” Nefertima seems close to it, so I say with a hint of urgency, “Stay still, Aya-chan, and don’t hit it.” She breathes in a shaky breath, nods, and closes her eyes while freezing, completely still in fear.

I gently take the spider off, and both Aya-chan and Nefertima sigh in relief. That could have been bad if Aya-chan had hit Gratia. I stroke the spider to comfort her after her fright as I take her over to Nefertima. Nefertima says, “Thank you for saving Gratia. She just wanted to show Ayaka affection because she likes her.” Aya-chan shrinks away from her since she is holding the spider and says, “I appreciate the sentiment, but please keep it away from me. I don’t want to accidentally kill it when I freak out.” She says, shivering in disgust. Nefertima sweats, realizing how close she was to losing a friend, but smiles a warm smile, almost as if she's forcing it.

Sir Floof senses her emotions, rubs elegantly against her legs, and places his ribbons on her, and she sighs in relief. She pets Sir Floof and says, “Thank you, Sylveon.” Sir Floof loudly purrs in response to her gratitude. It seems like he is drawn to her because of her God-given ability. Her calling Sir Floof by his species definitely tells me that she knows of the Pokémon world. Though I remember that terrible version of Japan, they did interrogate us about the Poké Balls we had. So, it only makes sense that she would know, knowing what we know.

While Aya-chan was playing with the fluffy animals, Nefertima asked me about the details of our world to ascertain differences to quell her own curiosity. She said that the story has changed a lot from what it was, after I told her about us bringing haki and quirk-walking into our world. One of the differences she mentioned was how the spiky bastard was the one to get kidnapped in the story not me, so that was a weird detail to know. She didn't tell us what would happen in the future at all. When she mentioned how she didn't want to talk about it, it looked like it would have been hard to talk about to people from that world. Remembering back to that horrible Japan, they did mention that people would die, so she was probably thinking of those individuals. To be honest, I don't want to know about the future.

I want to enjoy the present.

We enjoyed the rest of our time here while also letting Garlic and Squash have fun. After a full day of fluff, we returned home, where Aya-chan let me make up her orgasms as a second birthday gift.