xOC [Riley]
•Kat5159•
Author's POV

Riley was laying on the couch with her laptop on her stomach. She stared at seemingly empty pages on random clothing  websites, when she heard a knock at the door.
She groaned inwardly and rolled her eyes. Reluctantly, she logged herself to the door and peered through the peephole. Much to her surprise, it was Pico!

Riley squealed silently and did a little happy dance before finally opening the door for him.

"Hey, Pico!" She cheered excitedly.

"Hey babe." He leaned in and hugged her tight.

"I'm so happy you're here! I was getting bored." She pouted.

Pico chuckled, averting his attention to her lower body. Her thighs specifically. He blushed as he stared intently at his girlfriend's luxuries.
Riley didn't notice his distraction at first. She casually made her way to the kitchen, inviting him to sit with her and have some tea.
"So what have you been up to, Pico?" She leaned down to the cabinet next to her sink.

Pico didn't answer. He just kept staring at her thighs. He blushed and mushed together some words. "Water balloons.."

Riley stood back up and looked at him, "What now?" She giggled.

"Huh? I-I mean.. I've mainly just been writing music. The usual..."

"Pico you seem off today. I think you're overworking yourself."

She sat next to him and pulled him in. His hands unintentionally landed on her hips. Riley didn't notice his flustered smile, and kept hugging him.
She smiled, "Come on. Let's go lay down and cuddle~"

*****

Pico and Riley were laying on the bed next to each other.
Pico was still blushing hard, which confused Riley a lot.

She sighed, "Pico. Are you sure you're just stressed? Or is it something else?" She sat up and looked at him.
Pico stared straight ahead, "...I-it's... something else.."

Riley had an idea.
"Come here you big baby." She pulled him in, but instead of pulling him over her neck, she pulled his head to her lap.
Pico was so close to crying. He was too flustered to say anything more. He tried to start a breathing pattern and keep his heartbeat at a steady pace. He never once in his life felt like this about anyone.

"Pico, what's wrong?"

He didn't say anything. He finally caved in and buried his head between her thighs. Riley gasped and blushed.

"P-pico.. what's this?" She kept her legs in the same position, allowing Pico to get comfortable.

Pico finally smiled and relaxed, "I just really like your thighs~" he nuzzled one.
She chuckled at him, "You're a real card, babe."

"Why specifically my thighs? What about just me?" Riley panicked a little.

"No no! It's not like that," he sat up and turned to face her. "I love everything on you." He caressed her face gently.

He kissed her deeply, "I love your lips..." he travels to her collarbone, "Your smell..." he goes to her chest and lays his face between her boobs playfully, "I like these too~"

"Boy, quit!" Riley giggled, pushing his head back up.
Pico smiled, "They are nice though... anyways," he pulled her down and kissed a ticklish spot on her belly. "I know you. Of course your body isn't the only reason I'm here. I genuinely love you." He tickled her again.

"Ahh! Stooopp~!" She chuckled. Pico nibbled on her spot, continuing to do it more.

*****

Pico was back between her legs, resting between her thighs.
"Can you breathe?" Riley asked, moving one of her legs. He just nodded and put her leg back down. He was actually painting her toenails blue.

She just hasn't noticed that he was halfway done.
"Chunky toes.." Pico mumbled.

"Hm?" She leaned up, "Are you almost-.. dear god how did you get done so fast?" She smiled at her sparkly coat of polish.

"I love it, Pico! Theres just one problem..."

"What's that?" He looked up at her.

"I have carpeted floors-" she snickered.

"That's fine." Pico got up and scooped her up with ease, "I can carry you around, no problem! At least until your toes dry.."

Riley blushed, "How are you holding me up?" She was always insecure about her weight. A lot of her past lovers just wanted her for sex, or just to see her thighs without anything on them. They never did a thing that Pico does for her. She was very concerned about his back, yes, but she enjoyed the fact that her boyfriend actually loved her and of course her thighs, but she learned to love them too.

Just not the weight they added to her being.

"You weigh about as much as a dead body. Trust me, you ain't hurting me." He said with a casual look on his face. "I love you." He looked at her and smiled.

"I love you too, Pico!" She bubbled before being set down on her ottoman in her livingroom.

"I'm going to steal your ottoman though. Still love you though." He winked, handing her the polish.

"Can I paint your toes?" Riley asked.

Pico froze, "n-no.. that's okay. I'd rather you paint my fingernails.."

"You really want everyone to see how bad I am at painting nails?" She asked with a brow raised.

He nodded with a cheesy grin on his face. He placed his hands on her thighs, "Just pretend that these are your last pair of good jeans for the week."

Riley slapped him playfully.

"What was that for?"

She shrugged, "Uh.. collateral damage." She started on his fingers before he could poke her or make her mess up.

"And these are my last pair for the week, so don't move."

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