Moonlit Prowl -> Lycanthropes

Kristine giggled and said, "Well you're nice to me." She shifted herself a bit and sat with her legs extended on the bed, facing him as she held her hands in her lap. "You're not very nice to Will, but you're nice to me," she smiled. She lifted a hand and tucked a bit of hair from her face. (and if he is still lying down, he's probably seeing an odd angle cause the nightgown is short, if you wanna do that lol)

"Yeah. You're really reasonable too," smiled Kristine. She winced a bit from stretching out her legs too much. She pulled her legs in and folded them, not seeming to think that he was even staring there, only looking at her. At least she was wearing undergarments. It wasn't that she was naturally clueless, she just never really thought about that most of the time.

Kristine smiled and nodded, "I think that's nice," giggling a bit after that. She gave a yawn, but didn't really feel all that tired. Part of her was scared that if she left the room, that Will would somehow wake up and start questioning her. She shook her head a few times at the thought, not wanting to encounter it.

Kristine blinked a few times, a bit startled. "Um, sure," she told him, flipping a bit of hair out of her face to see him better as she was a bit confused with what he was going to do.

"Whatever you say," giggled Kristine as she did as told. She adjusted herself onto her stomach and laid there, folding her arms under her head and looking over at him. She wondered what he was going to do, blinking a few times.

Kristine winced from her tenseness and made a little 'ahn' when the pressure was applied. She gave a bit of a quiver and bit her lip, taking a deep breath and trying to adjust to his hands. After a few moments, she kept her eyes closed, only to breathe in and out. Her eyes became open again when she got used to it and she mumbled, "Th-Thank you..."

Kristine arched her back at his touch and gasped lightly. It tickled a bit and she gave a little giggle. She pointed her toes and bit her lip and arched her back slightly. She looked up at him and made a few more noises, looking away at them.

Kristine wiggled a bit and shook her head. "No... It feels nice," she said, looking up at him. Wiggling caused her nightgown to be gently folded up, showing a bit more skin. She said, through several more cute noises, "It feels nice. Really nice."

Kristine shivered a bit more and closed her eyes. "Hmn..." she kept her eyes closed. Her hair fell in her face and asked, "Why are you doing this? It must hurt your- ah - hands," biting her lip.

Kristine giggled. "You're really good though. It feels really nice," she wiggled a bit more, giving off several more of her little noises. She sighed softly and spoke, "Thank you for doing this."

"Hopefully I don't wake up William," replied Kristine. She sat up slowly and wiggled herself back to normal, giving a little giggle. "Thank you so much," she smiled, brushing hair from her face and slowly stepping off the bed.

Kristine jumped slightly at his response and looked back at him. "Thanks," she smiled, "I don't really wanna face him and his assumptions after stepping out of your room. But where would you sleep?" giggling a little and sitting back on the bed. The bed was big enough for the both of them, but she wasn't sure...

Kristine looked up at him and frowned, "No. It's your bed, I couldn't have you sleep on the floor. I'd rather sleep on the floor if anything..." pausing and saying, "The only other thing I can think of is if we share the bed, but wouldnt that be a little awkward?" blushing a bit and giggling.

Kristine blinked a few times and nodded. "Okay," she smiled at him, giggling a bit as she slid back on the bed, going off to one side as she sat there and looked at him, slightly blushing still.

"Thanks," smiled Kristine. She slid herself under the blanket and closed her eyes, laying on her side with her back facing him. She curled herself in the blanket and sighed softly.

Kristine was lying there for a while. She kept her eyes closed, looking as if she were asleep, but even with her relaxed muscles, she couldn't find her resting place. She'd need to ask for one of those massages later. Hopefully he wouldn't mind.
No. Stop thinking. Go to sleep, Kristine.

Kristine ended up finally falling asleep. She rolled over in her sleep, snuggling herself together in a ball as she shivered slightly, as if remembering how she felt when she lived on the streets - cold. She extended herself after that, only having her legs slightly bent. The amount of shifting caused her nightgown to shift up and over her hips, but it wouldn't be noticed unless the blanket was removed.