"Mmm... mnn?" Yumeiko nuzzled her face more into the soft comfort, at first, as her eyes fluttered open. They closed again as her hand wandered away, over the alluring form she rested agai-

Her eyes shot open and she pushed herself partially upright, attention rapidly appraising the situation. It didn't take her long to realize what she'd been doing - what she'd been grabbing - and her face flushed a deep red. She turned away with a soft yelp, one hand flying up to cover her face while the other held herself upright, "Miyuki, I'm so sorry! I-I, ah..."

She took a moment or two, calming herself and her racing heart before she turned partially over her shoulder, "you were, comfortable." The hand lowered from her mouth to her chest, she pushed herself up to a sitting position at the side of the bed as she calmed herself. "Please, excuse, ah, my reach." With a guilty fondness, she recalled the warm, soft comfort, but shook herself of the memory. It was ill-gotten.

Her tails flopped lazily across the bed, despite herself. Yumeiko turned after a moment, recalling something she'd noticed earlier - yes, indeed. Miyuki's hair and fur were still unkempt.

She turned away again, still blushing brightly despite being the offender. "Uh-mm, thank you for indulging me. I've been," she thought back on how she'd conducted herself since entering the room. Demanding it be cleaned, pushing Miyuki to do so, all in the name of a clean shrine. Eating with her, but only to feel more normal. Checking in on her welfare, but ultimately, truly, seeking company, "maybe a little selfish."

She took a deeper, steadying breath, before she picked herself up to turn at the hips, committing her body enough she could fully face Miyuki, "would you indulge me again? You," Her eyes trailed over the other fox, a smile softening her after hesitation, "need a little grooming; I'd like to comb you."