/jp/ - Otaku Culture

No, don't catch me, don't look at me. Ran rolled to her side, searching for any more stray hairs, madly using her keen sense of smell to track down any trace, any snippet of her sweet beloved Chen. Her nostrils flared, sensing a large patch of hairs located by the wooden dresser. She crawled over to it on the floor, not even bothering to act like anything other than an fox in heat. Ran was always the dignified one, always the one to look up to, the one that was so composed at all times. However Ran had another side to her. This side of hers was filled with an animal desire, to seek out her own pleasures, to indulge herself in any way her mind saw fit. Forgotten was her position. Only uncontrolled abandon remained.

She reached the dresser, the fragrance was seeping out of the top drawer. Ran reached up, and opened it, almost ripping it from the unit in her haste. Inside was a number of beauty items. Earrings, powders and perfume decorated the insides. But none of that was of interest to Ran, these items were not the source of strong alluring scent. Her heart skipped a beat when she laid her eyes on Chen's hair brush, fresh from this mornings grooming session.
"Ah, I shouldn't be doing this," Ran thought even as her hand reached for Chen's precious hair brush. Her hand didn't stop, her passion proving stronger than her rational mind. She grasped the brush, holding it in front of her face for a fleeting moment, inhaling her Shikigami's luscious aroma.