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"I'm killing it."

Neo shot out of the bed before he could reach for his sword, wrapped her lithe arms and legs around him and then leaned back, tipping him back into the sheets in a tangle of limbs that, while not unpleasant, also didn't help with the aforementioned bird murdering.

"Neo, it's a Nevermore. I have to kill it."

Her feet hooked over and around his thighs and locked in behind his knees. One of her arms cupped his chin, the other his chest and she pressed herself like a barnacle against his back. While she wasn't heavy by any means, it was hard to get back up on his feet when she kept throwing her weight back and dragging him down again.

Wriggling her way around, Neo managed to plant herself on his stomach, knees on either side of his hips and hands on his shoulders.