Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)-Chapter 27: Sleep tight

Eris stretches with a lazy, feline grace before flopping backward onto the bed, her carefree smile lighting up the room.

"Aaaaaahhh~~!!! That was so good!" she sighs, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Felicia, thank you. It's been forever since I've had someone to stargaze with on the rooftop."

She turns to look at me, her eyes warm and sincere, but my heart is still in absolute chaos. The chocolate mustache moment, the almost-kiss, the way she got so close to my lips—it's all spinning inside my head in a whirlwind I can't quite process.

I want to be mad.

But... it's Eris.

And I can never stay mad at her.

Maybe I'm just too softhearted.

Or maybe I'm just too easily flustered.

And now, the moment I've been dreading quietly in the back of my mind has finally arrived.

Are we really... going to sleep together?

I freeze as Eris moves across the room, casually slipping out of her clothes and reaching for something softer to sleep in. My breath catches the moment the fabric slides over her body.

Oh. My. God.

Her new nightgown is silk. White silk.

The delicate fabric clings to her curves, flowing over her body like liquid. It's almost translucent, catching the moonlight that filters through the window, shimmering with every movement she makes.

Her ample breasts subtly jiggle as she adjusts the straps, the gentle rise and fall of her chest drawing my eyes like a magnet.

My face burns.

Even though I've already seen Eris completely naked before, this... this is somehow worse!

No—more provocative!

More intimate than when she had nothing on at all!

And then—oh god.

Her nipples poke through the delicate silk, barely veiled by the fabric.

I'm DOOMED.

ABANDON SHIP.

ABORT MISSION.

I force myself to look away before my brain completely crashes. My fingers clench the hem of my cloak, my breath uneven.

Eris, meanwhile, has no idea what she's doing to me.

"Ooooh, I like this," she murmurs, running her hands over the smooth silk. A faint pink dusts her cheeks as she smiles. "This fabric feels so soft!"

"R-really?" I stammer, struggling to keep my voice even. "I-I'm glad you like it!"

Eris hums in approval, still admiring the nightgown. "Yeah, it's a surprise, honestly! I usually sleep naked, so this is totally new for me."

WHAT.

My entire system shuts down.

Every remaining brain cell I have disintegrates into dust.

Naked?

Eris... always sleeps... naked?!

NAKED?!?

If she were going to sleep next to me like that, my heart would surely explode!

"P-please keep your sleep dress on!" I blurt out, my face heating up even more. "Otherwise, y-you'll get stung by mosquitoes!"

"Mosquitoes? Hahaha!" Eris throws her head back in laughter. "You're right! They always get me! I don't mind, though; they can have my blood if they want!"

Then, as if she hasn't just dropped a nuclear bomb on my fragile composure, she twirls in place.

"Anyway, how do I look?"

The silk glides over her curves as she spins, shimmering under the soft moonlight. It highlights everything.

"Y-you look amazing!" I blurt out before I can even think.

"Hehe, thanks!" Eris grins, then crawls onto the bed, slipping under the blankets like it's the most natural thing in the world.

She pats the space beside her. "Well? What are you waiting for? Let's sleep!"

"A-alright!" I squeak.

But... man!!!

How does she say things like that so nonchalantly?

Is this really how girls are when they're alone together?

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I gulp, my throat suddenly dry.

Trying to calm my racing heart, I quickly change into my own sleepwear—a soft blue dress that falls just past my knees. There's even a hole for my tail, which wiggles as I adjust the fabric. The material is light and smooth, so airy that it almost feels like I'm wearing nothing at all.

I turn around, ready to crawl into bed—

And freeze.

Eris is staring at me.

Her gaze lingers, her eyes slightly wider than usual. A faint pink dusts her cheeks.

Then, softly—almost too softly—she whispers, "Y-you look stunning."

My breath catches.

"A-am I?" I squeak, barely able to process her words.

Eris blinks, as if realizing what she just said. She quickly looks away. "Yeah..."

BA-DUMP.

BA-DUMP.

The tension in the air is so thick it's suffocating. My entire body feels warm—too warm.

Embarrassed, I dive under the blankets, yanking them up to my chin in a desperate attempt to hide my flustered face.

Now, lying beside Eris, sharing the same blanket, the room feels quieter.

The only sounds left are the faint murmurs of the midnight streets outside the window—distant voices, the occasional clatter of footsteps, and even a drunkard singing an off-key melody.

This atmosphere...

It's different.

Yet somehow, it's nice.

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"You know, Felicia," Eris breaks the silence, her voice soft in the quiet of the night. "After telling you my story, I feel so much lighter now. Thank you for listening."

"Nn, thank you for sharing it," I reply, turning my head toward her in the darkness. "I believe you'll find your father soon. I'll pray for it every day."

Eris smiles, her blue eyes glowing faintly in the moonlight. "Thanks," she whispers.

And then—I feel it.

Under the covers, her hand brushes lightly against mine. A barely-there touch. A hesitation. Then, her fingers inch closer... until they intertwine with mine.

My heart stutters, then races.

I don't pull away.

I don't even think about pulling away.

I let her hold my hand. Let the warmth of her skin seep into mine. Let myself revel in the small but oh-so-intimate moment.

She squeezes lightly.

I squeeze back.

"Felicia..." Eris murmurs, voice so quiet I almost miss it. "Can we... sleep like this? Do you mind if I hold your hand?"

"N-not at all!" I manage to squeak, though inside, I'm SCREAMING.

HECK YEAHHH!!!

Wait...

Hold on a second...

Isn't this a sign?!

She's been flirting with me all day, right?

She's holding my hand now—which means... she likes me... right?!

And tomorrow... we can get even closer!

KYAAAAAAA!!!!

My heart is going feral. I can barely keep still. A giddy smile stretches across my face, warmth spreading from my fingertips to my very core.

But then...

"You know, me and my brother used to do this too," Eris says suddenly, voice tinged with nostalgia. "We'd hold hands when we slept. It made me feel safe, calm... like everything was okay. This reminds me so much of him."

...

Oh.

A small pang of disappointment tugs at my heart.

So... it's not because of me.

It's just... something she used to do with her brother.

...

No.

I shake my head.

What was I thinking? This isn't about me. It's about Eris.

And as long as I can hold her hand while we sleep, that's more than enough for me.

"Eris! Let's hold hands every night!" I declare suddenly, determined.

Eris chuckles softly, squeezing my hand again. "Yeah, let's do that."

Then, with a yawn, she whispers, "Alright, goodnight, Felicia."

"Nn!" I nod eagerly. "Goodnight, Eris."

Closing my eyes, I focus on the warmth of her hand.

I love it.

I love it so much.

I can't stop smiling to myself, my heart swelling with an emotion too big to name.

And then, in under a minute, Eris is already fast asleep—her soft, adorably cute snores filling the room.

Meanwhile, I'm still wide awake.

My heart is too full of emotions to rest just yet.

Thinking back...

This is insane.

I was reincarnated into another world as a catgirl.

I met Eris—the best catgirl ever.

This is even better than heaven.

Hehe...

Hehe...

Eventually, though, the warmth of the bed, the soft rhythm of her breathing, and the quiet night lull me into a peaceful slumber.

And just like that, my consciousness fades away.