She swayed for a moment, then stopped and murmured softly, "Dizzy…"
Wow… why did her head feel so foggy? She wasn't drunk. No, no, she definitely wasn't drunk.
So why did she feel like she was doing something completely ridiculous?
She nuzzled into Otis's neck like a kitten demanding affection. "Oti-Otis… hehe…"
Her short hair brushed against his skin, making his heart itch with every tiny movement.
She kept rubbing against him for a while, then seemed to run out of energy, well, "tired" wasn't the right word.
She was sleepy. Terribly sleepy.
Her eyelids drooped; it felt impossible to stay awake. "So sleepy…"
Otis gently stroked the back of her neck. "Then sleep."
May whispered, "But… I was… planning to do that with you…"
Otis brushed her hair with his fingertips. "It's fine. I'm not exactly driven by lust."
May giggled twice. "I know you're not. It's me…"
