❛𝓥𝖔𝐲𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖗 𝖘'𝖎𝖑 𝐲 𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖘 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖊𝖘...❜
(❛Let's see if there are easy preys...❜)
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❛Emmerdeuses...❜ (❛Little shits❜)
Amélie places her heel on Yuna's back, applying pressure on it to pin down both of them.
❛Didn't your mothers told you to not take something that isn't yours?❜
Imagine this.
Late night.
Amélie convinced you to join her for dinner.
Things escalate.
For hours now, the spider is teasing your pussy with a toy she barely pushes in.
𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗻𝗮𝗽?
Her lips were freezing, yet sweet. A lingering taste of that strong beverage on her lips, being left leaning into it on her own, almost as if yearning for more. Clears her throat awkwardly and stands upright.
“…at least pair something this bitter with something sweet. Donut?”
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Despite being a tank, and having the biggest mech in M.E.K.A, Yuna is only 5'4. She's barely taller than Hana...
A perfect height to 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄, don't you think?
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❛Good girl.❜
Taking Kiriko by the jaw, she gives her a quick peck on the lips.
She takes a sip, letting a sigh leave her body.
❛Délicieux.❜ (❛Delicious.❜)
Ears perking up out of curiosity, though her expression seemed bitter given the threat and the mess made. Grabbing the mug, pulling a half smile, she leaves, then returning with a fresh cup of bland, black coffee. Hot as hell. Setting it in front of her.
“Here.—“
The cold wad of spit slowly trickled down her cheekbone, gritting her teeth before letting out a sigh. A momentary lapse of demeanor and show of guilt.
“…sorry. That might’ve been a bit much. I can make you a new one.”