Marallas and co. One shots

Good morning, lovely.

Dallas woke up a slowly reached up to rub her eyes, but she noticed something laying on her chest. Her bear chest. She blinked a few times looking down to see what it was. It... it's just Mara. She sighed noticing it was Mara laying calmly and peacefully on her chest. It was an odd sight to see her sleep though since she rarely did. But if she did sleep it was with Dallas. Dallas was always protective of Mara while she slept just in case she has nightmares.

Soft snores could be heard coming Mara as she slept. Dallas moved on her hands over to Mara's head, running over one of her tentacles. They felt so smooth... so round and plump... so... "h-huh?" Dallas froze in place seeing her cyan friend looking up at her, one of her eyes half lidded. "Dally..?" She mumbles out still half asleep. "Yes, baby? Did I wake you?" Dallas responded now rubbing the back of her head. "No, no..." she yawned, nuzzling slightly. "Y-you're chest is so soft..." Mara mumbled out. Dallas felt a blush crept on to her face as she looked away shyly.

'Oh, Mara...' she thought. 'I wish you had more confidence to say things like that when you're fully awake.'