Akane, rushes around you like a worker bee. Ever since you tried to sit up more without the assistance of anyone she has been all over, making sure your cared for. She pours you a glass of water, her delicate flesh brushes your as she hands you the glass.
She quickly takes the glass from your hands, "open wide, I'm going to hold it so you don't hurt yourself," she commands, her face puffing out defiantly, the motion is so cute you end out blushing deep crimson. The waves of embarrassment wash over you in violent contentment, embarrassed that she is acting like a mother hen but content in the knowledge that she cares for you enough to act like this, content in the knowledge that Akane is with you and that she is pouring water down your throat. It feels like a fantasy and you can bet that she would've fed you if food had been on your bedside table.
Her expression is worried and almost motherly as she tips the glass gently upwards towards your waiting open mouth. Your body had obeyed its own, opening your jaws for her like an eager puppy performing a trick for a treat.
The water slides down your throat, the cold liquid making your tongue slightly numb and your teeth ache faintly. Akane is careful with her pouring, gently adjusting her pace as she watches the bobbing of your swallowing throat. The water never spills from your mouth, her movements are almost practiced and overly precise. Her movements really do resemble that of a nurse, so much so that you start to imagine her in a nurse's cosplay.
Her breasts pressing against the soft white fabric of the blouse and shirt, the curve of her hips being delightfully exposed by the skin tight grey tights and too short skirt that gives you an arousing peek at her red lace panties whenever she bent down slightly. The fantasy gives your growing erection more blood that makes it throb in that uncomfortable horniness of being unable to satisfy your carnal desires freely. Your blush spreads down your throat as you continue drinking. Your unoccupied hands discreetly adjusting yourself under the blanket to better hid ethe embarrassment of having a boner in this kind of situation.
The thoughts of fantasy are quickly dispelled as you start to think about anything other than how good Akane would look in cosplay.
"You're thinking something perverted aren't you?" Akane's voice cuts through the air in a soft and eerie whisper. Her tone is somewhere between seductive teasing and fury. You can't place it, it could be either of them. Her hand retracts pulling the now half filled cup of water away from you. The last drops of liquid on your lips travel down your chin in giving you a dumb and almost childlike expression. Akane cackles cutely, the sound sharp and sweet, "I'm not mad, but really? In this situation you think of something...dirty?" her voice drops seductively, her hand approaching your crotch teasingly. Her delicate hand stops halfway up your thighs, groping its lower sector in a cute and possessive motion that makes your member throb. A smirk tugs at her lips in an impossibly sexy way, her pink eyes darkening in an erotic fashion, the pupils are impossibly small, making the iris the main feature and giving Akane a even sexier appeal.
With her hand on your thigh, slightly erratic breathing and impossibly sexy pink eyes locking onto you like a hungry beast it makes her look like a slutty erotic goddess that would suck and fuck you dry in a heartbeat. Her position and expression gives her such an ethereal and sexualized look that if shown a picture an ordinary weeb/person would believe that she was a succubus about to have her next meal.
The impossibly arousing nature of the situation causes your buddy to become displaced from its resting place, its rigidness causing it to stand up, creating a mountain in the sheet. Akane looks at the protruding limb and laughs, withdrawing her hand and blushing slightly, "sorry I got carried away," she apologises, looking away cutely, returning to her cute anime girl aesthetic. Her face and expression now resemble the innocence of a virgin despite her previously degenerate display of sexual allure. The situation and quick expression change reminds you of that one doujin.
Seeing Akane beginning to stare at your member makes you blush and your buddy throb greedily, you quickly readjust it to make the mountain fall. Giving you a slightly uncomfortable feeling in your crotch where the hard flesh of your meat is pressed behind your thigh in a substitute for the usual cover up due to your lack of pockets. Akane looks into your eyes apologetically then looks away blushing, there's a slightly predatory light in her eye that you decide to ignore since there's no way you saw it correctly. It has to be yet another perverted figure of your imagination that You've imagined a little too well.
"So..." Akane says awkwardly, her gaze fervently glancing around the room, "after you recover do you wanna maybe... you know...go on another date...?" The question is awkward, small and cute, giving her an air of vulnerability normality. Making her seem truly human not some goddess that you blindly worship, the question makes her feel truly, truly yours. Not something to share yours. Only yours. That is what she's offering...right?
"Does this mean we're official?" You ask, the smallest beginnings of a smile tugging at the corners of both of your mouths, your breathing sinks as Akane looks away blushing adorably. "y...yes," she answers, eyes finally looking up at you properly, the pink shine of her irises causing your heart to tremble and flutter lovingly.
Your hand reaches out, cupping her face gently. She leans in like a cat, pressing her cheek to your hand in a soft and insufferably cute motion, "then of course I want to go on another date with you," you say.