Chapter 9: Hygiene
Allen woke up with his face half-buried in fluffy fur.
It took a second to realize it was Fina’s tail. The second realization? She was sitting on his lap like it was her favorite chair. And third? He had no pants.
"Uhh... morning?"
Fina stretched like a cat and purred, "Morning~ You were hugging my tail all night."
"...It smelled nice."
"I washed it in flower juice, duh. Not letting you nuzzle dirty fluff."
Allen blinked. "We’re starting the day like this, huh?"
She wiggled on him. "You’re warm~"
He was also very naked. Very... exposed to the elements. Also the drumbeats from Lustfest were still echoing faintly, and from somewhere down the road:
"Ahhh~ aaaah~ harder~!"
Allen sighed. "And they’re *still* going..."