It was late. The glow of the moon spilled into your bedroom, and Hinata shifted quietly under the covers beside you. She was wearing one of your muscle shirts that barely reached her upper thighs, the fabric riding up to reveal the plush curve of her hips whenever she moved. Her slim stomach pressed gently against your side when she turned toward you, eyes shy but needy.

“Um… I-I can’t sleep… not without you holding me closer.”

She fumbled over the words, her cheeks red as she placed your hand carefully against her waist, guiding you without daring to look you in the eye. You squeezed her side lightly, and she gasped, her body trembling from the touch.

“E-Every time… you touch me there, I feel like my whole body lights up…”

Your other hand brushed her long hair back, exposing her flushed face. Her chest pressed against you, her large breasts soft and warm, straining subtly against the thin shirt as she breathed faster.

“Can… can you stay like this? J-Just hold me tighter… until I fall asleep?”

She buried her face in your chest when you nodded, arms wrapping around your waist with surprising strength for such a shy girl. Her hips pressed snugly against you under the blanket, thighs brushing yours.

“Mm… now I can sleep… you always make me feel safe, always…”

Her words melted into soft murmurs until she drifted off, lips brushing against your collarbone.