18 Looking At Women Dress Up (1/2)
Max slid on his jeans but didnt bother to put on a shirt as he was heading off to bed anyways. He never really slept with a shirt on in his original world as it felt uncomfortable and after living in this alternate world for a whole week he was beginning to grow accustomed to it.
Max slipped into bed and closed his eyes, not planning on letting Tilith know because he didnt want anyone barging in and seeing him laying in bed with a ten year old little girl. He imagined that neither one of the girls would be too thrilled about it unless he told them it was someone related to him. Even if he told them that though, he didn't think that itd be all that believable, it sounded phony even to him.
However while he hadn't planned on telling her, it seemed that he didnt even have to, because as soon as he closed his eyes something heavy landed on top of his stomach without even a bit of warning. It was a dark shape, a figure of sorts, and it had landed on the spot where Mimosa always punched him and it definitely hurt.
Max grunted, attempting to push the figure off of his stomach and was marginally successful as the figure rolled off and lay beside him. He immediately sat up to take a closer look and was pleasantly surprised. A woman with long blonde hair and a white button-down shirt lay next to him. If he was a denser main character of an anime he would've asked who she was, but he already knew this was Tilith.
”So this is your other form.....it doesnt come with pants?” Max asked as he noticed that Tilith was only wearing a white button-down and nothing else, attracting attention to her long white legs. Max didnt have a leg fetish but he definitely found himself attracted to the pair she had on her new form.
”Yep,” Tilith said, sounding a bit proud of herself, ”Do you like this form better or my younger form.....be honest.” She smiled and teasingly poked his cheek was scooting closer to him. It was a pretty big bed but it seemed that she wanted to be next to him instead of keeping the thing called 'personal space'.
He thought carefully about his choice of words before answering, not wanting to dig a deep hole for himself. ”When it comes to cuddling, I think both sides would be great. When it comes to womanly charm then this form would most definitely suit you. Though your younger form is rather adorable if I'm constantly seen chatting with a ten year old people will start to get the wrong idea.”
Tilith nodded. ”So what your saying is that if I want to seduce you then this form is the ideal choice in order to achieve that.” She pressed herself closer to him, her eyelashes tickling his chin.
”I think you completely ignored what I just said.” Max replied, giving up and wrapping his arms around her waist. ”I said that both forms are fine when we're alone but in public you should just use your older form.”
”Thats not what you said, you told me that snuggling in either form would be fine and to be honest I like this form better.” Tilith turned around, snuggling her back against his chest. ”Now just hold me for a bit before you go to sleep.”
Max was happy to comply, tightening his grip on her waist slightly and burying his face in her blonde hair. It didn't take long after this to feel a bit drowsy and without even realizing it, he had drifted off to the dreamscape.
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Max slept like a log, that is to say he slept pretty well, though he didn't wake up naturally, that would've been too nice of Tilith. Instead he was almost suffocated in his sleep.
Max forced himself to wake up, the feeling of being unable to breath growing stronger. The reason for this was unclear as the only thing Max could see when he opened his eyes were two mounds of flesh and felt a heavy pressure on his stomach. In an attempt to save his own life, he had no choice but to grab Tiliths waist and practically toss her to the other side of the bed using all the strength he could muster. Admittedly it was a drastic choice but he wanted to stay alive.....breathing was his favorite thing in the world.
”Tilith,” Max shouted after taking a deep breath. ”What the hell? You trying to kill me with those boobs of yours?” Max was ready to give her a stern lecture, but it turned out that even though he had thrown her through the air, she was still fast asleep.
He frowned and rolled off the other side of the bed, deciding to just leave her there. ”Well Tilith, you just get some sleep. I got somewhere I need to be.” He grabbed his shirt from the floor of the room and pulled it over his head.
Today was the day of the royal meeting, the first event in this world that wasn't in the anime. To say that Max wasn't nervous would definitely be a lie. He didn't know what to expect, didn't have any details, he couldn't even ask the system since the System was over there sleeping in his bed.
”Well, I'm off,” He told the sleeping woman. He pulled on one of his hoodies and grabbed his Black Bulls necklace on his way out. Just as he finished closing his bedroom door (the one that he didn't have to pay to get fixed), a door near the end of the hall opened up. A woman stepped out of it and for a second Max didn't recognize her.