A rush of pattering footsteps preluded the bedroom door swinging open
"Anon!I did it! You watched me right? I did it!"
You move off the bed to stand and begin clapping in earnest "Congratulations! Omedetou!"
"S-Shut up!" Kronii laughed at your semi-sarcastic reference and jumped into you, her eagerness almost pushing you back onto the bed.
"Praise me properly" you hear muffled from your hoodie, all cute and sensitive.
"I believed you could do it Kronii!"
She squeaks with delight and rubs her head against your chest. Her navy bangs flicked back and forth, tickling your chin.
"Again!" She pesters.
You whisper more words of appraisal, each time Kronii elicits squeaks and noises of affection.
Kronii is so giddy with energy and happiness she ends up making you tip back onto the bed, taking her along with you.
She is writhing like a playful dog in your arms, giving you little kisses for each small bit of praise. You both roll around on the bed in one anothers arms, laughing and cuddling aggressively. You had no idea how much nervous energy she had during the karaoke, so much so you were now her plaything to expend it on.
A natural lul set in after her initial burst of excitement. Kronii settled in your hold; you had your arms around her beautifully slim waist, her breasts were pressed and spilling against your chest. Kronii's face was close up to yours and was beaming in happiness, a light rose complexion over her cheeks highlighted her gorgeous cerulean eyes, twinkling in the dim light of the bedroom lamp, expressing so much glee.
"Why is it when you hold me like this I calm down so much?"
The question was rhetorical. You both knew why. But in liu of a verbal response you press your arms into her, securing the embrace under lock and key
Kronii kisses you lightly on the lips for what felt like an hour, she had run out of words to express herself by now.
You let her shift her body and the two of you reconfigure into a classic spooning position; Kronii's frame completely sheltered within your cuddle
Proceeding to stroke her hair and behind her ear with your nose, she makes a final few elated squeaks before succumbing to your cradling.
Kronii was never more at peace than being held by you, her man, her saviour.