Adora decided to join her brother for lunch that afternoon. When she entered his chamber, she had to stop for a moment and look back at the closed door to be certain she was actually in the right place. This looks more like a garden than a bedroom! The only surface not covered with flowers was the bed where Adam lay with Cringer curled up at his side. Uh oh. It looks like Castaspella has decided to brighten things up. The princess bit her lip. Still, it could be worse. Perfuma could be visiting. Cringer began to dream, his jaw twitching in his sleep, and Adora suddenly wondered whether the tiger had attempted to eat any of the flowers. Restraining the urge to giggle like a loon, she tiptoed over to the bed.
Her stealth was a wasted effort, however, because Adam sat up in bed, yawned dramatically and said, "I'm awake, oh noisy one."
Her brother and his pet bounced in place, but Cringer just grumbled something about children, rolled over and returned to his dream. Adam snatched up a pillow, smacked her with it in the back of the head. She countered by launching herself at him and beginning to tickle his sides. "I give! I give!" he cried as she pursued him to the edge of the bed.
"I do not accept your surrender, sir," she announced haughtily. "I still have at least fifteen years worth of tickling to catch up on."
Adam laughed. "But not all today, Sis!" Adora continued her pursuit, and her brother called for reinforcements. "Cringer, help!" The tip of the tiger's tail lashed briefly, then he yawned and covered his muzzle with a paw. "Oh, thanks," Adam said dryly. "You're a big - ooof!"
"And you need to learn not to let your guard down!" Adora chortled, but her laughter broke off with a squeal when her brother started tickling under her chin. "Ack! Okay, okay, I surrender. Really!"
They collapsed on his bed, laughing and gasping for breath. Adam had a huge smile on his face and, though he still looked tired, the dark circles under his eyes were gone. Good. He's getting better. I couldn't bear it if anything happened to him. She was tempted to turn into She-Ra and heal him again, just to reassure herself that he really was well, but she knew he would object and accuse of her coddling him.
"Sooooooo," she said instead, "who are all the flowers from? Do you have one extravagant admirer or just a lot of them?"
Adam grimaced and rolled across the bed and off it, landing on his feet. He turned, plopped down into a chair by the bed and said, ...More Cartoon Sex Stories...