Kit Fox

Another commission, this time for , of Kit Fox, a tomboyish girl which examples the term Tsunderekko. Also, he wanted a gal with a smaller chest, so I obligued

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She comes to me in my dreams, smelling of apples and spices. Apples, her favorite fruit, sweet and crisp, just like she. Spices, sharp and redolent, bitter and biting, again, just like she. Apples and Spice, sweetness and sharpness in equal measure: that is she.

Naked she comes in my dreams, slender of body and girlish of figure, her amber-gold eyes gleaming with love-light and shy apprehension, the pink and pale of her slight curves are fresh and clean in the starlight. Sprawled out on the blanket, laying atop the pillows, she croons to me, an angel of the streets, a rose with sharp thorns growing amongst the refuse of this dark city.

Soon, I'll wake up, and I'll be faced with the reality of a crude, angry, violent street urchin who has as much gentleness and love in her as a mad dog. But for now, in my dreams, she is soft and gentle and sweet, and I am satisfied to enfold myself into her loveliness.