Polar Onikuma Boyfriend: Tipalov (special preview)

“I would normally agree with that logic except for the fact I am stark raving naked!” You try to keep as little skin as showing as you fuss at him.

“Sleeping in those wet clothes wouldn’t have done you any good. It might have done you in,” he grunts back. “You think being alive you’d be grateful.”

You shake your head in frustration. “I am grateful, but being a naked woman in a bed with a strange man undressing in front of her rings a lot of alarm bells!”

His ears stand up. “Oh,” he gasps. “Suppose that’s true.” He takes his shirt he just removed and hands it to you. “Don’t have any lady clothes.”

“Why would you?” You grump as you take his offering.

He thinks for a moment. “For fun?” He points to the fireplace. “That’s hot now, don’t get too close to it.”

You wonder what is running through his mind, if anything.

“I’ll leave you to get dressed then,” he says as he takes hold of the doorknob. “If you’re hungry there’s food out there.” He closes the door as he leaves.

You huff, dropping the blanket so you can put the shirt on.

The door opens again as you do. “You needn’t be worried about being naked though. The house is warm enough and you’ve got a nice figure.”

“Get out!” You yelp as you quickly cover your breasts.

He shrugs then ducks out only to pop back in again. “Tipalov is my name if you need anything.”

“I need you to get out!” You shout.

He chuckles. “Right!” He leaves then and you sit there for a few moments to wait and see if he popped back in again.

You grumble under your breath, putting on the top that hangs around you like an ugly dress, but at least it’s warm and you’re covered.

You leave the bedroom, finding Tipalov is in the kitchen skewering fish over the fire. “Oh good, you can walk.”

Yous cowl at him. “A lot of things are happening and I am trying to not panic. But what the heck does that mean?”

“Oh well, considering how long you were in the cold you could have gotten some nerve damage.” He shakes his head. “I just didn’t want to say anything and bum you out when you woke up.”

All you can do it block it out and move on. “Yes well, thank you for saving me.”

“Oh, no problem!” He says brightly. “I was out that way anyways, so you were quite lucky. Although, I was a wee bit lost myself.”

You wonder if you hit him upside the head if he’d even feel anything. “You know, sometimes, you just take a compliment and move on.”

“I was fishing,” he replies.