Amanda the Cuddlecore

Normally I don't put greentexts on my paste, but eh, whatever. Makes it look like I've done something lately.

>Be in first year of high school
>Going home for the day, but outside a young Manticore stops you
>A manticore that's been rather forward with you
>Starts giving you the business about how you belong to her and generally teasing/taunting you
>Despite her bluster she's actually mostly harmless
>Whenever you'd walk away in the past she'd just have a little fit and shake her paw at you while shouting "You'll be mine someday, you hear?!"
>Whatever, today she's more forward than usual - she's getting really close
>Backing away, she follows
>Until you hear a noise, she stops dead in her tracks, and suddenly looks horrified
>Her waving tail managed to get stuck in the bike rack
>Her attempts to pull it free just seem to get it wedged in tighter, thanks to the spines
>She looks to you with the slightest hints of tears in her eyes, but says nothing

>You just kind of stare at her for a moment, then let out a deep sigh and help her out
>Cop a feel on her tail while you're at it, making her gasp
>Despite its leathery hide it's actually kinda soft and plush
>But whatever
>Pushing the spines in you carefully slide her tail free from between the bars
>Her tail swishes about and she's giving you a complicated expression
>You tell her that the least she could do is say thanks for helping her out there
>For once she shrinks away, then mumbles sorry
>Strange girl
>You turn to get on the bus before it leaves, only to feel something tug your shirt
>The manticore (Whose name is Amanda) asks why you 'saved' her
>Confused, you just say it took ten seconds and while she's been annoying she's not all that bad
>She blushes, then runs off while mumbling something
>Next day at school she's more or less back to normal, but her voice is a little softer
>During lunch something unusual happens
>She sits down with you and your group of friends
>Everyone is rather surprised and ask who she is
>She proclaims you're her boyfriend now and it's only natural couples eat together

>Decide to just let it happen, don't want to make a scene
>Other than your friends who have suddenly become reticent and stopped talking about vidya, lunch continues as normal
>As normal as could be considering Amanda is quite chatty, talking about her day and classes
>What surprises you is that she doesn't comment on anyone and even tries to bring them into the conversation
>It's obvious she's trying extremely hard to be friendly with everyone, but her tactics aren't exactly the best thing to use on a group of quieter people
>After lunch every splits off and heads to their next classes, which means Amanda is walking with you since you both have the same Algebra class
>Ask her why you're suddenly her boyfriend now
>She sidesteps your question awkwardly, trying to continue her previous talk
>Grab her paw and come to a halt, jerking her to a stop
>Expect some kind of annoyed face but receive dokidoki expression instead
>Drag her to a space under a stairway for a bit of privacy from the crush of the hallway crowds
>Ask again, tell her you don't understand what she's up to
>She's fidgeting with her tail in her paws, squishing it like a ball
>Why does she have so many mood swings, why isn't she confident like at lunch
>Ask her why she's intent on you so much despite the fact that you've known each other for just a few months and that you don't recall ever really hanging around her. Out of nowhere three weeks ago she just kind of latched onto you.
>She tries to hide behind her tail, peeking out at you, but won't say anything
>This Manticore
>Fine, talk later, gotta get to class
>She asks if you can hold her paw again
>Fine whatever, if you're late for another class you'll get detention
>Amanda has the dumbest smile on her face as you drag her down the hallway
>Keeps looking at you during class, etc
>After class she asks if you can come to her house after school. Needs help with math. Supposedly.

>A little ambivalent, but you didn't have any other plans
>Call your dad at home to ask if it's okay when school lets out. He's cool with it, even says he'll come pick you up later. There's a certain pride to his voice you can't place.
>Amanda is thrilled and resumes being a chatterbox, all the way to the bus and on the ride to her house.
>You can't figure out what causes her to be shy one moment and outgoing the next
>At least until you get off the bus at the stop and walk the rest of the way. Seems being alone serves as the impetus for her to get all shy.
>Makes you wonder if her extrovert personality is just a front
>Rather than walking into her house, she has to unlock the door first. Seems you two will be alone.
>You begin to have doubts and put together your dad's attitude with the fact that you're alone with a manticore.
>Offers you a snack and following her into the kitchen you discover her mother left her a plate of food in the fridge for Amanda to heat up.
>Apparently Amanda's mother is single, though Amanda doesn't elaborate on why.
>Somewhat surprisingly, Amanda doesn't lead you to her room and instead brings you to the living room where she does indeed break out the Algebra book and ask for help.
>Unfortunately for both of you it's the same section you've been having trouble with as well.
>Work together for a while to figure it out.
>She keeps touching you with her tail or shoulder or paw just enough make it look accidental, but it's happening far too often
>Finally you two call it a night on the math, but Amanda wants you to stay a while
>It's not too late, so why not
>On the couch she props herself against you while you watch TV
>During a movie you find interesting, but Amanda apparently did not, she falls asleep.
>She does indeed snore. And purr. Snorepurrs.
>Just as the movie is about to end, the door clacks and opens and you find yourself eye-to-eye with a much older Manticore
>Neither of you say anything for a few very long seconds
>She blinks, then grins and says you must be the boy her daughter has been talking about
>You stumble out an introduction and try to peel away from Amanda, but trying to scoot back just causes her to flop over face-first onto your crotch
>All you can do is flash the most pitiful "I can't think of anything to say" smile of your life
>Older Manticore just ufufufufus and takes off her shoes. You finally notice she's wearing a pantsuit
>Hangs her jacket up and mentions how Amanda has been talking about how you're the only boy that wasn't scared away by her
>Padding over to you, she realizes she hasn't introduced herself and does so. Extending a paw to you, she says her name is Samantha.
>With Amanda still snoring into your crotch Samantha asks if you'd like something to eat.
>Decline, saying you'll probably have dinner when you get back home.
>That's a shame, she says.
>When you try to wake up Amanda she tells you to leave her be
>Fair enough, though as Samantha plops down on the arm of the couch you think it's because she wants a captive audience
>Twenty minutes later, that is indeed the case. She's been prodding you almost like an interrogation about your relationship with Amanda
>Including embarrassing questions about your 'experience'
>Several ufufufus and ara aras later, she tells you to wait there and heads upstairs.
>You've got a bad feeling, but at least while she's gone Amanda wakes up
>Tell her that her mother has come home, but neglect the chat you had
>Hearing steps down the stairs, you both turn to look
>Samantha is wearing naught but panties and a very loose and revealing t-shirt
>Says she just likes to be comfortable and hopes you don't mind
>Immediately makes her way over and sits down on the couch, sandwiching you between her and Amanda
>Amanda vaults up and says you should get going
>Samantha frowns and says you should stay longer
>She has so much to talk to you about

>You thank her for the offer but insist you should probably get going, don't want dinner to get cold and your parents don't want you out late on a schoolnight
>Amanda readily agrees and sort of pushes you away and stands in between you and her mother while you call your dad to pick you up
>Samantha simply clucks her tongue and mentions something to herself - though still loud enough for you to hear - that boys these days don't know what they're missing
>Wisely Amanda suggests the two of you sit outside while waiting for your dad and you readily agree
>On the stoop she apologizes for her mother and says she's been alone for a while
>You wave it off, though inwardly you suspect Amanda's mother is the one influencing her to try and be 'outgoing'
>She thanks you for helping her and how she liked spending time with you
>Talk about school things, this and that, more idle, young conversation
>The entire time she's smiling and her ears are twitching
>When you see your dad's car pulling up and say how you'll be leaving, Amanda gives you a little peck on the cheek and says she can't wait to see you again tomorrow at school
>y-you too
>Rub at your cheek, get in car, wave goodbye to Amanda who whirls around and vanishes back into her house
>Dad is giving you that look
>Shit, he saw
>The ride back he's trying to give you fatherly advice, mainly about not letting them force anything on you you're not comfortable with
>Back home mom says nothing, but it's obvious she can smell the Manticore on you. You hear something about how she'll need to have a chat with your father later.
>Whatever, time for vidya and then sleep
>But you can't stop thinking about Amanda and touch your cheek again with a smile
>Next day (and the weeks after) are pretty similar, dodging her mom when you're at her place and generally just hanging out and being a little awkward
>Until one day, near year-end, she asks you over to her house on a weekend.
>Her mom will be gone

>Before you headed to school that Friday your dad gave you a bit of a talk, told you to take it easy. Something about being young and feisty, but not to go all night.
>Amanda is super excited, even more than usual
>Get into trouble for talking too much during Algebra, but whatever. Though you thought she was kind of, well, not bright at first, in time you've realized she's fairly clever.
>Good grades and the like, quick to learn new things - such as the vidya you've gotten her to play, and other things
>Finally arriving at her house, she asks what you wanna do
>Time for vidya
>Damn when did she get this good? Must've been practicing offline
>In the circle of your friends that play, she's beating everyone, including you. If only just barely sometimes.
>While watching her soundly defeat one of your friends 1v1, you realize something
>She's always playing with *your* friends
>You can't really recall Amanda ever going off to do things with her friends or invite you for that
>Decide to leave it be, it'd probably only make things awkward
>Besides, her hanging around has managed to brighten up your friends. Maybe because having a manticore around got the attention of other MGs
>Break for dinner, do a bit of homework together after
>She wants to watch a movie, and much to your surprise, it's something you'd like as well
>But she has plans
>Helping her, you clear a spot in front of the television and build something the even-younger you would've loved. And secretly, you still love it
>A badass pillow fort
>Amanda calls it her 'den' and perches inside, peering out at you with her red eyes and waving tail
>During the movie she snuggles up against you, rubbing her cheek against yours and managing to get her mane all over you
>You think yourself kinda lucky to get a cutie like her, seeing as how most other 9th grade MGs are trying to prove how 'mature' they are. Not much fun.
>As the movie comes to a close, she asks if you wanna have some 'real' fun

>You say sure, what does she have planned
>She asks you to close your eyes
>Question her, but she insists so you go along with it
>You've got your eyes closed for a while but nothing is happening, though Amanda keeps telling you to keep them closed
>You can sense that she's going off somewhere to get something
>When she returns she tells you it's okay to open your eyes now
>Finally
>She's holding a box that contains an old game system along with a bunch of old games that you've only really heard about, but never played
>Says she picked it up when she was at a garage sale with her mom and she's played a little
>The two of you hurriedly hook it up to the big TV in her living room and play a bunch of old classic co-op games
>A lot of them wind up being more fun to play together with her than new games
>By the time you realize you're tired it's three in the morning and you've got nintendo thumb something fierce
>So does she, she admits
>You should've called your parents hours ago, but seeing as how they never called you maybe it's okay. Or maybe they were busy with something while you were out?
>In a few minutes both of you suddenly fall very sleepy
>You try to suggest sleeping on the couch or something, but Amanda is having none of it
>She pats her blanket and says she wants to sleep with you, though you can tell she's struggling to appear confident and composed
>Give her a little ear scratch and say sure
>You didn't know a Manticore could make those kinds of happy noises
>Laying down next to her she grins like a manic and throws her paws around you
>She gives you a kiss, but it's still remarkably chaste
>Two of you fall asleep, you with her paws around you
>Though sleep doesn't last long
>Still before the sun has risen but the vestiges of daylight appear, she wakes you up
>She's terribly nervous, and asks if you really like her

>Sure, you really like her
>Of course she asks why, and you go on about why you think she's cute
>You also realize that despite her being a manticore, she's never really been pushy about 'doing more.'
>After ticking off what you like about her, she's red as can be. Her cheeks are almost the same color as her eyes.
>Blurts out that she likes you because you were nice to her despite her being kind of mean early on and all kinds of other things, like how you're still doing your own thing despite her being around. Makes you fun to be around, that sort of thing
>T-thanks
>She's crept very close, her face inches from yours
>You stare at each other
>She fumbles forward, pushing you down with a kiss - this one full of passion
>And a deep kiss at that, just as awkward as young love is wont to be
>Her paws explore you as your hands explore hers, reaching up her shirt and pushing up her bra
>[Making out intensifies]
>Left breathless and hard, she gives you one of those looks and carefully lowers your pants, waiting for you to protest
>When you don't, she begins to stroke you, but also presents her tail to you
>Finger her tail while she gives you a pawjob
>Neither of you last very long, you first and then her quickly after
>Didn't know tails were that sensitive
>But the afterglow is wonderful, if a little sticky
>She nuzzles up against you, then suggests the two of you get cleaned up
>Wash up separately, but she's slipped into a big over-sized shirt and invites you back to her 'cuddle-cave'
>The two of you sleep until noon, her using you like a daki
>wake up, eat some lunch, play vidya all day - all weekend
>That night is another make-out and then outercourse session, though the second time around she's more sure of herself and strips down so you can see her entirely nude
>Best weekend ever
>Though not every time you're alone together, she is pretty frisky
>Finally oral each other several months later
>But then, one day almost a full year later

>In the year you've both grown, though Amanda has grown out as well as up
>Her mother still tries to hit on you and you've walked in on her by 'accident' more than a few times
>You hope Amanda has an ass and tits like those one day, though her youth has its advantages
>Gaming night at a friend's house, playing various tabletop games and having fun
>Thanks to a bit of liquor some people are getting spirited and a werecat is licking everyone, paying particular attention to a friend of yours that's been kind of mopey
>Good for him
>As the night winds down and people leave, Amanda says she has something she needs to talk about with you
>Outside you guys find a quiet place to chat
>She's trying to be nonchalant but it's obvious something is weighing heavily on her mind
>She goes on about how she really likes you, then bites her lip and shakes her head
>She loves you, she corrects herself
>It's hard to say, but you manage to say you love her, too
>Her smile almost gives you a heart attack
>And then she starts crying
>You try to comfort her, asking what's wrong, but that just makes her cry harder
>Her mom got a promotion at work but has to change offices, so she'll be moving
>Now you're crying too
>She's know for a while but didn't want to say anything because it'd just make you sad
>She'll be leaving tomorrow
>Almost immediately she asks if you want to do something to remember each other by
>You've got a pretty good idea what it is, and agree
>Older friend gives you two a ride to Amanda's place, where she slips in. Indeed her house stuff is all boxed up.
>She comes back with a blanket and shoos you out of the house before her mother knows she got back home
>Amanda leads you to a nearby park with a goofy grin on her face
>Away from prying eyes, she places the blanket on the ground and gives you a deep kiss, asking if you're ready
>Y-yeah, you are, and the two of you fumble with taking the other's clothes off
>Both of you are naked in the warm summer night, and while still kissing she leads you to the ground
>A little rushed, hurried foreplay - she's eager to get to the 'good' part
>Holding your hands in her paws, she mounts you and slides down very, very slowly, biting her lip the whole time
>For a long, slow while, the two of you savor losing your virginities to each other
>And for the first time ever, she asks to use her barbs so you can go at it until the dawn
>Of course, you agree
>Awkward virgin sex in every position the two of you can think of with plenty of cuddles and closeness
>But eventually it must end, and the time for her departure nears
>You both try not to cry, but that last all of 30 seconds as you hug and whisper goodbyes forever
>You'll have phones and the internet to keep in touch, but it's not quite the same. It never is
>One last kiss goodbye, and she's gone
>Months pass, then years
>There's lots of webcam masturbation shows and the like, but it's not quite the same as sharing warmth
>Your heart aches, and so does hers
>You've talked many times about the whole long distance thing
>In your senior year of highschool you wonder if it'd be better to... start seeing someone else
>When you bring it up with Amanda she doesn't say yes or no, but talks about how she still loves you
>Maybe you two could still go to college together like you were planning
>Again she skirts the question
>You bring out the big guns and tell her you were planning on visiting her, you've saved some money from a part-time job and can afford the airfare and a couple days at a hotel if her mom doesn't approve of you being in the same house
>She laughs and says her mom wouldn't mind, but again, doesn't really answer
>When pressed she says she needs some time to think
>Agree to give her some time and hang up for the night
>But there are some bad, nagging questions in your mind
>Sleep is difficult, but the next day arrives
>You're not sure if you should talk to her or wait

>A few days slip by, but she never really gets back to you
>You talk a little, but she doesn't mention anything and you don't bring it up
>Though you can still tell her mood changes when talking to you, even through text
>Finally, a week later, she calls you
>Not a text message or chat message, but calls your phone
>She hasn't done that in a long time
>She asks if it's okay to talk about what you guys were going on about earlier
>When you agree, she takes a deep breath.
>Amanda tells you about how she's felt, how she never imagined a little high school romance would last this long - especially when so far apart.
>Since those days, she'd never been quite as happy
>Yeah, you agree, things just aren't the same
>But it'll only be a few more months until the summer and then just a few more until college starts!
>You'll be able to get an apartment together and all that fun stuff, just like old times
>You can hear her laugh, but it quickly breaks into sniffling
>Yeah, old times she says
>Then, in a rush of emotion she says she really does still love you, but it's been so hard to be alone, she's barely been able to make any friends
>She was weak and at a party, trying to fit in, make friends
>She got a little tipsy
>You don't want to hear it
>She's crying full-on now
>She's sorry, so very sorry
>But, she manages to add, she didn't go all the way
>Just some kissing and touching and she immediately regretted it and left
>You have no idea what to say, or what you should even feel right now
>After a long, awkward silence she asks in a very quiet, scared voice if you hate her now
>You try to think of words, but everything is so, so complicated.
>Are you two even still technically a couple? It's been two years since you last even touched her
>Again she asks - pleads - what you think of her now
>Maybe that's why she's been so weird about the topic

>It's difficult to express what you feel, but you can't be angry with Amanda
>No one who cries like that over what they did could possibly not regret it
>And considering how long apart you'd been, you honestly had expected far, far worse
>Like she already had another boyfriend
>Instead she's still the cuddlecore you've always known
>You tell her you love her and that there's nothing to forgive
>A little on the awkward side, but young love and such
>You continue on about how you really want to move in together for college, and it's just a little bit longer
>Finally you get an answer out of her - yes
>She sounds so happy it's hard not to get swept up with her emotions
>It also makes you feel a tinge of regret at ever doubting her - maybe you were doubting yourself more than anything
>But that's in the past, and you do want to visit her - and soon
>After saying your goodnights and other sappy teenage sayings, you hatch a plan
>Calling Amanda's house in the morning when you think Samantha's mom should be up, it pays off
>Doing your best to avoid the landmines the sultry Manticore is laying and practically having phone sex with you right then, you manage to ask if it would be alright for you to visit her daughter
>A long sigh, but sure, it's fine
>Then you mention money. Maybe half?
>To your surprise she agrees to pay for the full airfare, even scolding you on taking so long and how her poor daughter has been so alone and you can't believe the sex toys she has in her room-
>You're not sure how to continue this conversation, moving to simply ignore her last bits altogether
>It's agreed, you'll come out in a month. You'll need to convince your parents, but you're sure they'll go along with it.
>And they do
>You can't wait for the day to come, and it's quite hard to keep it a secret, but finally it does arrive. Before you flight you tell Amanda you'll talk to her soon
>She doesn't quite get what you mean, but that's okay
>You take a cab from the airport to Amanda's house, marveling for a moment at it
>Quite the nice place they've got now
>You ring the doorbell, and wait - practically shaking with excitement
>The face that answers the door makes you heart leap, it's been far too long
>Amanda's features go from blank to confusion, then wide-eyed surprise
>And then the waterworks
>She is emotional, isn't she
>Swinging the door open so hard she nearly tears it off the hinges she grabs your arm and drags you inside
>Wordlessly she gives you the biggest hug of your life, and considering how she's grown and is as tall as you now, she's able to lift you off the ground in a massive bear-hug
>Even her tail and wings wrap around you
>Then come the kisses, which you eagerly return
>Once her initial high wears off, she lets you down and then demands to know how you got there
>Explanation, including how Samantha's mother is in on it
>She's entirely beside herself, but finally settles on inviting you up to her room
>You gulp, thinking she's going to want to 'catch up'
>Says her mother won't be home for a while
>Her room is pretty decked out, you're mad jelly
>You also notice she's got quite the collection of game systems and even a little table still cluttered with paint and tools to work on game miniatures
>The two of you chatter about this and that, not really catching up since you've still been talking, but it's definitely nice
>She finally asks if you wanna do something for old time's sake, but it's kind of embarrassing
>S-sure
>You prepare to be ravished by Amanda
>Instead you're let down, but only for a moment
>She throws all her bedding to the ground and begins moving some of her furniture
>She wouldn't
>She would
>She asks if you're gonna help build an awesome fort
>Your comments about age mean nothing to her
>A few minutes later, you're now in the cuddle-cave Mk. II

>You try to act like you're too mature for it, but there is a certain foolish charm to it
>Her prodding you and poking your cheek and carrying on isn't helping you keep a straight face
>She gives you a sly smile as your mature facade cracks
>The television needs to be repositioned for your new purposes, but once it's done you can now game safely from the comfort of her pillow fort
>Just like old times, laughing and accusing each other when someone dies and rubbing shoulders
>Being with her makes you feel calm, despite all the excitement going on
>Though things aren't all chaste and innocent forever
>Bit by bit she wriggles on top of you, playing from atop your back
>When you finally lose a match she laughs haughtily in victory, but before you can complain further she nibbles on your ear
>Like a switch you're suddenly aware of certain things, such as her breasts pushing into your back, her weight, her warmth, her scent
>She smells so very nice, and maybe that's what's comforting
>Amanda slips her paws under your shirt and massages your back and shoulder with her big meaty paws
>She whispers how she's missed holding you
>Likewise, you say, trying to pull an expert move at the same time of reaching back to take hold of her arm and roll over at the same time
>Your end goal was to give her the smoothest kiss of her life, but instead you're just kind of tangled up together
>You'll have to settle for kissing her collar bone
>Which actually winds up being far more effective than you could've dreamed
>Instant purring and a flash of her ruby eyes, demanding you continue
>One thing leads to another and you're both very much naked, exploring one another as if it was the first time
>Indeed it may as well have been considering how much you'd both changed physically in those two years
>You're nearly interrupted by Samantha returning home, but you figure she's wise to what's going on
>Amanda agrees
>No longer hurried, the two of you enjoy a long, slow night together

>Of course, there were some fairly intense moments where Amanda rode you like a bucking bull
>Her personality certainly gets a little more aggressive during the act, but that's not really unusual for a Manticore
>Completely ignoring her studies and yours, the weekend is a hedonistic dream of lazing about, gaming, sex, and eating some wonderful food prepared by Samantha
>She's still trying to get at you, but it seems more to annoy Amanda than anything
>You hope
>But, sadly, the time comes for you to return home far too soon
>The emotional Manticore doesn't cry when you leave this time, instead giving you another massive hug at the terminal and tells you that she'll see you soon
>Life continues as it was before, though being with her for that short time made everything feel 'right' with the world again
>Who knew dumb, young love could last so long?
>Summer rolls along, complete with plans for living together
>Both of you settled on a university together that while not exactly what either of you wanted to start with, you'll make it work out
>Though to live in an apartment near the campus you'll both need to work to help pay for everything
>Finally the day comes and you two meet up before heading to your new home together
>Things settle in pretty quickly after moving in, but the furnishings are a sad cry from your home or Amanda's
>College Lyfe
>Develop a taste for tuna and ramen
>Cramped living spaces and a tiny bathroom
>Neither of you minded too much, because hey, you were finally together
>The first semester was pretty easy, just some intro classes that everyone has to take
>Second semester is pretty much the same, taking the same general eds so you can be in the same classes
>Develop a reputation for being 'that couple that's always together'
>Soon, unfortunately conflicting class schedules and work means there are days where you only see Amanda for an hour or two
>Ramping workloads are taking their toll

>You find yourself snapping at each other and there's been more than one night where someone slept on the couch
>During a chat with your dad one day he mentions that everyone fights and argues, but what matters is that you remember you love each, forgive, and move on
>To help with the forgiveness he slips you a bit of money and tells you to not tell your mother
>Do something nice for Amanda
>You've got an idea already, something cheesy and stupid - just the way she likes it.
>And the way you've come to like it.
>Trying to find a day she doesn't have work and a late class is difficult, and you have to wait longer than you'd have liked
>But finally the stars align - even if it means having to ditch your own classes for the day and calling in sick for work
>While she's out you do all the setup
>It'll be perfect
>Once done, you wait outside the door to your apartment to greet Amanda
>Of course she gives you the eye, trying to figure out what's going on
>especially from your rather suspicious acting
>Tell her it's a surprise and give her a wrap to cover her eyes then lead her in and help her get comfy. Remove her day clothes and get her into some comfy, fuzzy pajamas
>Doorbell rings, answer it while she's still blindfolded, make sure not to let her take it off
>Return, and though you tried you can see her nose wiggling and she's 'looking' right at you
>Shit
>You parade her to the best spot and drop the blindfold
>She blinks, staring at the Cuddle Cave Mk. III
>Setup for an optimal gaming experience
>Complete with a large, greasy pizza and a bunch of soda, and some new vidya
>She wants to protest, but she knows you wouldn't touch your limited funds for this
>Instead just gives you a stupid smile with her paws on her hips
>How long has it been since you two had a night like this? Far too long
>For one night, at least, you're both 14 again
>And sets a foundation for being 14 every now and then throughout the years
>Even when you get married and have a daughter