Obviously.

That gave Emilia a pause, going still but keeping her balance on her toy as if it was second nature. She looked at Asami. “That came out of left field, what do you mean by that?”

“Just answer the question. Like... I have something planned, but first...”She paused as she grasped her lower arm with the other. Her gaze moved to a corner of the room. “I wanted to be sure you that you fully, and completely trust me, no matter what.”

Emilia rolled forward, freeing the balloon between her legs to float away again as she walked towards her Asian friend. She also untangled the balloons tied to herself since this was serious time. Out of nowhere, she tipped forward and gave Asami a gentle hug, resting her head on her shorter friend’s shoulder. “We’ve known each other for quite a while, now, and I’ve come to learn you would never hurt or betray me, or anyone else for that matter. You’re the most gentle, down-to-earth person I’ve ever known. If you have something in mind, I’m confident it’ll be delightful. And to answer your question, yes, Asami. I trust you.”

Asami swallowed. “Things might get really weird, really fast, and I’m really not sure how you’ll react. I don’t want to--” Emilia’s hug intensified.

“Relaaaax, honey bun. Just do what you gotta do, and I’ll follow your cues. I. Trust. You.”

Asami finally returned the hug. “Thanks. Just... fair warning, no matter what happens, just go with the flow, enjoy yourself, and... trust me.”

“Will do. Though that raises the question, what are you even planning, hmm?”

“I have... a challenge, for you.” A pause, as the hug ended.

“Go on...”

“My bedroom... Adam prepared... something.” Asami didn’t miss the devious smile creeping on her friend’s face, as she seemed to know exactly where this was going. “I bet you can’t stay in the middle of my bedroom for five whole minutes without being a moaning, orgasmic mess.”

At that, Emilia exploded of laughter. “Asami, my dear! I’m not that much of a slut, I have a bit of self-control, you know!”

“So, you’ll do it?”

“What’s the catch?”

“You just have to hold on, and nothing more. Easy-peasy, right?”

“Wait, you’re for real? No toys in me? Or auditory stimulus? And what about you, will you be in the room with me?”

“Nothing other than what’s in the room right now. I’ll be waiting outside and listen to you having the time of your life.”

Emilia shook her head. “That sounds... weird, to not sound harsh. I don’t see the point, nor how I could even lose if I just stand still for the 5 minutes. But if this is what you wanna do, then let’s go for it. You’ll track the time?”

“Of course!” Her phone was on the living room’s low table, sneakily brought in by the mystical entity. “I’ll make it chime every minute too, so you know exactly how much time you have left.”

“Fine. But if it’s a challenge, what do I get if I win?”

“How about... the greatest play session with balloons you’ve ever had?”

“Kinky. And if I lose?”

“I’ll think of something, but I swear it’ll be something we’ll both enjoy,” she winked.

“Fine by me!” They shook on it. “So, when do we start?”

“Whenever you’re ready,” she said, flexing the arm closest to the bedroom door towards it.

Emilia didn’t waste time and made short work of the distance between her and that door. She pushed it open, which led to way more resistance than she expected. Glancing at the foot-wide opening, she could see the couple’s bedroom was filled to the brim with deep opaque purple balloon, an absolute thick cloud that consumed so much of the available space inside that it pushed back on the American’s effort to go in.

“Sweet Jesus, Asami, he did that yesterday? Did you actually sleep in the bed, in that room?”

“We might have done more than that...”

“Oh my, stop dirtying my mind before you start the timer, you cheater!”

“Then go in, already, I’ll start the timer the moment the door closes. Don’t forget to go in the middle of the room!”

“If I can find it,” she laughed as she **** the door wide enough to fit herself in. Once she made it through and she let go of the door, there were enough pressure for the balloons to **** the door shut all by themselves.