Zori and Alric Short Story by ZoriStory

  He wasn’t quite sure when he had passed out, or how much time had transpired. He felt himself slowly coming to, as a gentle breeze was felt in the air. It was warm. Inviting. . .yet, with a strong scent of. . .cinnamon? What?

Then, the warm gust of air ceased, and he felt a quick shiver across his body; a chill that left Alric yearning for just one more moment of that pleasant puff.

Alric felt himself coming to, the darkness fading away - leaving him with blurry vision, and a number of bright spots, fading in and out of his view. Taking a moment to regain his bearings, Alric noticed he was lying down atop something cold and wooden. Along with the fact he was no longer wearing a shirt, nor pants. . .but a pair of simple black shorts he often wore under his trousers. No wonder he felt–

“Taaake it eas’eh. . .you doing alright?”

  A sudden gust of warm air blew over him once more from the side, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut, opening them once the gust had passed. Even though it was low in tone and a whisper, Zori’s tired voice had startled him a great deal - given how her face was right up against the desk; with her mouth mere feet away from where he was sitting upright at.

“Sorr’eh, sorr’eh! Didn’t mean to startle ya there budd’eh! Beeefore you say anything. . .” Zori had a somewhat sheepish look on her sleepy features as she spoke. “I took off your clothes to see if you got injured. . .sort of amazed ya don’t got a single bruise on you. . .kinda of wonder what would happen if you fell from high up. I -ain’t- gonna do that, buuut. . .just thinking!”

“You. . .urgh–wait. . .how did you get my clothes off me?” Alric frowned as his brow furrowed, trying to wrap his head around what she was saying.

 At once, he knew something bad had happened - as Zori’s bright sky blue eyes turned to look at anything that wasn’t him; a trait he was well aware of whenever Zori had done something that would earn her a scolding.

 “Well, for a liii’l bit you got a bit bigger. . .didn’t know how long it’d last, so, I–I sort of fiddled around with your clothing aaand. . .well, those didn’t tear at least, right?!” The massive index finger of the giant Miqo’te pointed towards Alric, seeming to gesture towards the last remaining clothing he had on.

“. . .Zorrri. . .” Alric stated in a somewhat tired, but annoyed tone.

“‘Ey, you look cold! Come ‘ere, lemme at least warm you up!” Alric didn’t protest as his childhood friend reached down to carefully scoop him up within her hand. He seemed to be roughly the same size as he was before, measuring himself from the palm of her hand to the tip of her middle finger. The black and honey-browned haired woman ensured she had a firm grasp on her shrunken friend, her fingers wrapped around most of him. Her index finger rested against his chest, allowing him to have both his arms and upper shoulders free; giving him a clear view as she brought him a bit closer to her face.

 From there, he could see she was still seated on the bed - clad in the same clothing as last night, minus her boots which were on the ground and turned to the side. Judging from the light peeking through the window, it was still early on in the day. The coldness from before had quickly faded, replaced by the warmth he felt emitting from her hand.

“. . .you know, I can still -hear- out of this one!” Alric declared, gesturing towards one of his ears with his hand; the other hand slapping against her index finger, still curled around his stomach. Though, for the first time she reacted to his shouting. He saw those large ears of hers stand a bit more at attention, swerving to a small degree in his general direction.

“Ya know, ya startin’ ta sound a li’l flustered there~”

It was then he noticed those half-lidded, beautiful sky-colored eyes of hers staring right at him. Each one so large, he felt like he could get lost in them. The massive pair of lips before him curled into a lazy smirk. The same playfully teasing expression as last night, seen across her features.

“Sorry budd’eh, ya just too fun ta bully in the mornin’~” Zori declared in a low whisper, her breath washing over his form. Although this time, it was much calming than when it had done so earlier. Leaning forward into her index finger, he rested an elbow against it. Reaching for his own face rubbing at it partly, a groan escaped him, trying to calm down after the scare she had given him.

He found himself shifting even closer to her face. Her arm scraped across her pillow, making a faint rumbling sound. Her gigantic form shifting against the bed, head turned to the side. She made sure to keep the tiny man held upright in her closed hand. Fingers twitching, rubbing at his shrunken form.

“Hope ya slept ok. . .li’l curious how you ended where I found ya. . .” She noted in a tired, but curious tone. The hand he was in flexed slightly. Before Alric could explain, her eyes narrowed. The grin she wore stretched even further than before.

“I’m starting to think ya enjoying this change in perspective, li’l Alric~” For a brief second his heart stopped. Li’l Alric?! He found himself opening his mouth to retort, but was unable to find any words to trade with her. Her face drew closer, as he could faintly see himself in her blue-slitted eyes.

“Maybe ya enjoy being played with? Like a little doll, hmm?” She’d muse softly to him, going on. “Maybe you were jealous of that Paissa doll after all. . .”

Alric found himself scowling, recalling the doll from years ago.

It had been an item he had bought for Zori years ago on her birthday. Roughly the size of an action-figure she had slept with it for many moons. A fact he’d often teased her for, yet she refused to change. The teasing only got worse, when he caught her kissing it for good luck before a battle. One day, it had gone missing - with neither knowing what had become of it. Zori had been left troubled over it, with Alric never quite understanding why.

“Hardly! It was just a mere toy, that’s all!” The man spoke, emerald green eyes staring back into her sky-blue colored eyes. Her expression remained the same, a small rumbling heard from her throat - as she was trying to contain her laughter.

“Ahhh, budd’eh--” Her warm breath swept across his form again. He scowled at her through it as she continued on. “--it’s ok to be jealous.” She paused, her eyes focusing on him more than before. She was getting a look he knew all too well. He felt a bit of dread, trying to speak, but she cut him off.

“In faaact. . .” Alric quickly shook his head, knowing what the large tomboy had in mind already. He knew her too well. “. . .why don’t we make up for lost time? What was it you teased me about with it? How. . .hmmm~” She gave a coy look towards the ceiling. Alric pounded on her finger, attempting to break free to no avail.

He felt himself freeze, however, as her eyes refocused on the prize in her hand. Him.

“About how silly it was to kiss it?” Zori said, saying each word slowly. Her lips parted, teeth on display in a full morning grin.

Her words caused a shiver to be felt down his spine. Then, her teeth parted. Her tongue slipped out and ran across the surface of her lips, causing them to glisten, as she turned her lips inward for a second, rubbing them against each other.

“Ahhhh, Zori - NO.” Alric sounded akin to trying to order a dog around. He gestured as if trying to ward her off. His words and actions amusing to her. The Miqo’te lips and teeth were partly open in a devilish grin.

“I -will- find a way to thump you, I swear it on the twelve!” The threat was dull and weak, his entire vision being filled with her face. Strands of hair covering her eyes to a degree. Yet he saw them still, looking right at him. Two blue eyes, the size of a small swimming pool. Very aware of how tiny and defenseless he was.

“I’m sure ya will, just not nooow~” She’d sing under her breath to him. “Right now, you’re my li’l doll budd’eh. . .and I’m gonna enjoy gettin’ sum payback. . .”

His view shifted from her eyes to her lips, as they closed down on him. Her fingers began to unfold, slightly curled as she tilted her hand back; forcing him to lay on his back. He tried to stand and move, but was too slow. His entire world became filled by Zori’s lips.

It was surprisingly gentle at first, those plush lips of hers pressing down against his body. He found himself trying to push them away, but there wasn’t a chance in hell of that working. His entire form sank into them. Try as he might, he couldn’t push them away.

Yet, a part of him didn’t want to. Her hand was warm. . .and her breath washing over him put him at ease. At one point he felt his ears pop, and a bit of suction, forcing him even further against her lips. Then, her lips pulled away. He didn’t move much, finding himself trying to focus. To stop his heart from beating a bit faster than normal. It was only as she pulled away that he noticed he felt a brief chill. He was only semi-aware of a very faint bit of her saliva coated the area she had pressed her lips upon, with the sense of a small droplet dripping down from his chest, all the way down to his stomach.

No words were exchanged as she looked down at him. Smiling. Alric looked back at her. He could see his own embarrassed face, in the reflection of her eyes. Cheeks rose-colored, as he stared at her. She was tired, that much was clear.

For a few moments, they stared at one another. Then, the small Hyur noticed something.

He wasn’t the only one with warmth in his cheeks. Zori’s own face was a light shade of pink. Her breathing had changed as well. As he felt it wash across his form more often.

Ok, why is -she- getting all red? She’s the one that’s. . .

Alric was broken from his thoughts as her mouth opened. Not as wide when she had yawned, but just enough for him to see past her lips. Soon, her breath washed over him as she exhaled. His red hair was blown about, but not as wild as before. It was a gentle breeze, with more care than last night; when she was warming herself up.

Alric found himself shuddering, calling out to her in an unsure voice. “Z--Zori? What are you--”

“Shhhh. . .” The Miqo’te lightly shushed him, before that gentle breeze blew against him. He remained sitting, one arm placed behind him, his pale palm laid flat against her own tan one. He looked away briefly, as he felt something against his back. Her fingers slightly curled, each one almost as wide as he was, providing him something to lean back against. The very tip of her middle finger brushed along his backside, remaining there to ensure he didn’t move much.

A few strands of hair in front of her face fluttered about in the wake of Zori’s breath. Each one reminded him of thick vines that he had seen on the more tropical trees elsewhere. He felt an odd urge to climb them to escape this moment, but didn’t.

“. . .Alric?”

For a moment, he was lost, aware that she had called to him, having watched those massive lips shift - well kept teeth exposed to him. The movement of that massive beast that was her tongue within, as she said his name.

Then, he found his voice again.

“. . .y–yeah?”

Briefly she said nothing, only looked down at her childhood friend, cradled within the palm of her hand. She felt her heart beating steady within her breast. While Alric was amazed by the sheer size of his dearest friend, Zori wasn’t too far away from that same mind space. Within her grasp was someone she cared for, more than anyone else in the world. The sense of butterflies within the pit of her stomach, as her fingers curled just a bit more over Alric. As if wishing to shield him from any harm that the outside world could do to him.

“. . .ya ok with me doing sum bullying?” Despite wanting it to come out in a teasing manner, it was asked in a shy and somewhat eager manner. Surprising even herself with how it came out. Zori could see Alric go still for a few short moments. Then, she saw his arm shift. . .his much smaller hand gripped her curled inward thumb. The Miqo’te could feel it.

Then, she saw him nod. . .and that was all she needed, and brought her best friend once more  towards her lips. . .