Marigolden Heart

You (Andy) sighed. You were just so…empty. Swirly and Mary Ann your roomies had left for the weekend, (both of them back to meet their families) and for the first time ever you had an entire floor to yourself. You’d called your little sister! No answer. After leaving a voice message, you were left only with the idea of working on your art. Worse of all they’d taken “the car” as in the only one the three of you used communally. You couldn’t focus head knew he had to do it but his heart wasn’t in it. Was he wasting his time? Time…What time was it. Insomnia? Well better try to get some rest….

 

Whomp! Your eyes flipped open. 3:00AM? The door banged loudly, was this break in? Whomp whomp.“S’hoot. Now…where’sss the damn key at…” There was a sound of scratching coming from the door as key scratched, searching for a keyhole. “Ahh!” The door slammed open. “*Hic* In stomped Marigold, one of your old friends form high school, and one of  the reasons you’d been able to stay here in Room 4D. Even with only the light from the hallway spilling into the pitch black room, you could still make out Marigold’s unmistakable outline. She proudly stood at 6’3, putting her quite a few inches taller than you. Not even counting her two horns, that sprouted upward and outward from her sable and ivory spotted hair. And she was wide as well…Sure she had an hourglass figure, but it was a trained and toned figure at that, covered and cut with muscles, with a long ropey tail equally as well trained she could snap just as loud as a leather whip.

 

Oh no…from the way she sounded and stumbled she seemed a little…tipsy, as Marigold put it herself. Holy crap! She was headed right towards your bed! Whoa, she wasn’t going to…*Crash!* Yep. In her drunken tizzy Marigold must have confused your bedroom for her own…and your bed for hers. You shirked moving to get up immediately only…She hadn’t even bothered to take her denim jeans off, only sloppily unbuckle them.

 

“C’mrere Teddy Katt…”she murmured as she shifted. Arms that could crush bones were suddenly flopping over your waist; Marigold’s pythons slithered over encircling you from both sides, her biceps, larger and thicker than baseballs even in their un-flexed state, slowly rested upon you. They locked heavily, and your eyes widened at the realization you’d be stuck here for quite some time, unless you said something to wake her up.

 

“Hey…Marigold...Ummm…Hey! I think your bed is…” you nervously chuckle. No answer…*Gulp* In fact her arms seemed to squeeze you just a little bit tighter. Unable to do anything else you lay there, and decided to try and sleep…Only...you couldn’t. Even in the dark there was still so much you could take in.

 

You could feel her pulse through her thick muscled arms. They were warm, round, tense and yet not as hard as you thought they’d be from their intimidating size, very much yielding to the touch, like the paw-pads of some sort of cat or a like Marigold herself: Hard looking on the outside, warm and gentle as could be on the outside…

 

 And her smell! Marigold smelled of a life much more exciting and lively than your own. Alcohol for sure was on her warm breath that trickled in tuffs down your neck hair, but it was tangy, fruity…exotic. You realized that...now that you thought about it, you knew so little about where Marigold worked. For someone who’d you’d grown up with all the way since elementary school, and now lived with, it was a bit of a shock. She worked night-shifts only, which was the reason you’d seen her so sparingly.  Anyways from what you can remember she was a bouncer at the local nightclub *Eros*[TOTALLY NON CANNON BUT I LIKE THE NAME In fact this is all Non-cannon but in character.] It was close by, close enough for her to walk home from at least, (Marigold would rather walk a thousand miles then ever drink and drive,) and seemed to be quite the wild and happening place, and yet you’d never gone there. School and work had always left you drained…at least that’s what you told yourself…To be honest…Clubs were never your scene…All that loud music, and people watching you pathetically attempt to dance…well…You felt safer at home. What a loser…Your depressive thoughts were back…Auughh…You knew you shouldn’t feel like this but you did…It was like some sort of shame spiral…Like you were wasting your life here trying to get an art degree…

 

*Boombp Poomf Poof* Marigold seemed to snuggle in a little closer now, and her large breasts slowly pressed there way into the small of your back. They were warm…and awfully soft. Backed up by a pair of powerful pecs, they strained to break free from the shirt she was wearing, letting you feel almost every inch of them, and even her erect…this-this was too much.. a dopey smile is spread across your face as you pass out into blackness.

 

*Beep Beep* Mmm…Your phones alarm was going off… Slowly you blink awake, and reach for your phone. It’s a good thing too because…

 

*Wham!* With a powerful slam Marigold instinctively bring a powerful punch right down where your phone was seconds ago. Fortunately your bedside table doesn’t splinter from the act, though it is left with a small dent.

 

It sees to take a few seconds for Marigold to realize where she is. “What…? Oh Andy! Uh…Sorry.” She bolts upright instantly, and her hair spills down to the length of her neck in a spunky mess. You gaze at her, her hair is ruffled and it makes her look…wild. In fact her skin splotched with black spots, you’d never noticed the way they made such a nice pattern around her eyes…Wait! What were you doing? You stand up from the bed instantly spouting nonsensical words into apologies... Before you can get a clear word out, she’s already talking.

 

“Don’t tell me…”she says, sticking her large pink tongue out, and bonking herself on the head. “Ya’ know, for working there a long as I have, ya’ think I’d be able to hold my alcohol better when I get off of work.” She says with a giggle. Her wide and doubly pierced ears flick for a moment just before she gets up.

 

“Sorry ‘bout that…Won’t happen again…” she says clearly embarrassed as she stands up, the bed squeaks out thankfully relied from the bulk it’d been carrying. Red faced she quietly snuck off back into the bathroom, promptly followed by the sound of a hot shower being ran.

 

You stood up and looked around...other than Marigold’s signing coming from the shower, things were quiet…Let’s see…you had about three hours left till you had to be at your job at *PHOTO.OP*  the camera store at the mall, and if you wanted to make the bus you had to hurry and-Wait… a minute…Actually it was Saturday! You had today off!  Your heart leapt at the chance to get some more zzz’s in but…suddenly…in a puff of hot steam…Marigold’s emerges from the bathroom. Having to use two towels to completely cover herself, she crosses the entirety of your shared 3 room apartment; from the bathroom, past your room without batting an eye, and into her own, shutting the door behind her, but starting a conversation none the less.

“Ahhh!…So much better! Now, what’s on the schedule for you today?”

“Um…”  You begin your mind going blank. You mumble something about “Mall…photos…homework…”

“Soooo…You’re busy?” she asks…

Usually you would be, but, and this was perhaps no small coincidence, without Mary-Anne or Swirly here things seemed to be downright calm. “No…I mean…if you want to hang out.”

“Oh...”she says suddenly emerging from her room. Clad in her black tight gym-wear she looks both beautiful and powerful. She’s wearing a black mid-cut tank top with the word MILK displayed on it (some sort of brand name,) along with a pair of weight-lifting gloves, and pad-less knee braces, not to mention her black jogging shorts which proved there was no end to her wardrobe that seemed to always be clinging tightly to her frame making her body looking ready to burst free from its confines at a moments notice, all in all she looks amazing and ready to hit the gym. Her eyes though are another story. “Well you don’t have to sound so glum about it! Listen I’m going to the campus gym for a little bit, if you want to come it’d be great! But I’m not gonna force ya to…”

You breathe a sigh of relief. That was Marigold, always understanding. “Thanks Marigold…” Man bed was calling your name! The gym was the very last thing you wanted to do right now! You pivot on your heels ready to hit the bed when you just barely hear…

“Just wanted ta’ hang out with ya is all…” she says just under her breath.

 ”-But if you want to hang out tonight it’s cool!” You say quickly. The idea of the gym, let alone your self-conscious self at the gym, is still too much to bear, but you still wanted to hang out with one of your longtime friends.  

“Well…I would, but I’m working at the club tonight too.”  She still seems a bit miffed that you two wouldn’t be spending the day together… Suddenly her eyes light up and a wily smile crosses her face. “Why don’t you come tonight? The Eros Emeralds are playing!”

*Gulp* Okay maybe there were worse things than the gym… The idea of heading to one of the rowdiest clubs in the area was just as bad, sending your conscious into paranoia overload. You give your room around you a slight glance, and remember how few things you actually have going on at this moment in your life. That along with the Eros Emeralds poster on your wall meant Marigold really had you on the spot here…Marigold…You turn back to face her, craning your head just a tiny bit to lock eyes with her.  Her large eyes gazing at you intently…Aw what the hell Marigold was worth any humiliation you could possibly suffer.

“…Why not both? Give me a second and I’ll throw some gym clothes on-Hey!”

In an instant she’s crossed the distance between the two of you, and has you in a tight circulation stopping hug! “All right!” What had you gotten yourself into?