A/N: Towa's an angel, you know~? The devil tail is just for aesthetics~
Enjoy~
Devil/Angel
''Come on~ Just lemme... hit you...!''
''Heheh, not happening Towa-chan~''
Amicable laughter and frustrated growls filled the main room of Fubuki's apartment, the clattering of controller buttons and joysticks loud as the two contestants furiously tried to outdo the other. The game in question being a game of Super Bash; the two characters on-screen jumping and dashing in a desperate bid to hit the other into the encroaching fire.
With Fubuki and Towa being the two players controlling them. And unfortunately for Towa, Fubuki had far more experience than her – easily dodging her incoming attacks and retaliating with ease, knocking Towa's character about and pushing her closer to the edge of the map. Until finally with one lucky hit she punted Towa's character straight up, and then followed it up with a strike to the side; sending the small Italian man flying off the screen and into the fire.
''Aw! Come on~!'' Towa petulantly threw her hands up, pouting even as Fubuki cheered. ''You're too good at this game...''
''You'll get better~'' Fubuki patted her on the back with a giggle. ''Cheer up~''
Towa maintained her pout... until her phone buzzed. Curiosity bubbled up inside her and she pulled it out, surprised to find a text from her boyfriend. Without thinking about it she opened it – and a warm flush swiftly coloured her cheeks as she found a lovey-dovey text waiting for her.
[Can't wait for you to get back home. Miss you.]
''Mm? What's that~?'' Korone leaned over her shoulder, peeking. ''Aw~''
''Eh? What's it say?'' Fubuki curiously asked.
''N-Nothing!'' Towa hastily typed a reply, trying to hide it from Korone's eye... though failed to hide it from Fubuki's watchful gaze.
[Miss you too, see you soon.]
''Aw~'' A synchronised coo came from both Fubuki and Korone as they caught a glimpse. ''You're an angel, Towa-chan~''
''I-I'm not!'' The flustered devil denied, pointing at her tail. ''See?! D-Devil! I-I can do curses you know!''
Her embarrassed denials however did nothing to stop Korone and Fubuki, the two teasingly calling her 'Angel-chan' for the next hour until Mio intervened, bonking them on the heads with a spatula and telling them off. Privately however the devilish girl began forming a plot in her mind, a grin spreading across her face.
'Heh... I'll show them how devilish I can be...!'
…
Her cheeks burned and she covered her face.
Perhaps only to her boyfriend. It was too embarrassing to do anything like that in front of her friends.
X-x-X
The next day a certain young man by the name of Akito found himself waking up in his shared apartment, a slow groan bubbling out of his throat as he stirred awake.
''Mn...'' Akito stretched slowly, expelling a slow sigh. ''Hah...''
For a minute he laid there, just basking in the warmth of the morning light; beams of sunlight peeking in from under the curtains, struggling to pierce through the thick grey curtains. The double bed was fit for two people but the second person in it was curiously missing, though he wasn't too bothered at the moment. It was only when he heard the sound of cutlery clicking together and a the distinctly-warm smell of pancakes that the young man stirred from his sleepy daze, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and leaving the warm embrace of his bed.
His feet carried him out into the shared apartment's main room, the scent guiding him towards the adjoined kitchen area... and he soon located where his girlfriend had gone to. Standing by the oven was Towa – clad in nothing but a white apron that was draped over her front, the straps looping over her slim shoulders and a small bow tied behind her back. And nothing else; no panties, no bra, not even any socks were there to warm her slim feet. Her back was bare and her small but perky rear visible to his gaze, her hips shifting side-to-side slightly and unintentionally shaking her ass a little.
''...hm?'' Towa glanced over her shoulder at him, her cheeks instantly going pink. ''Ah... g-good morning...''
''Morning...'' The young man murmured in surprise, unashamedly checking her out. ''What's with the uh...''
Towa clutched her plastic spatula to her chest, coughing. ''W-Well, I wanted to do something n-nice for you, you know... darling...?''
She said the words in with an uncertain lilt, blushing furiously as she tried valiantly to act seductive. It worked, albeit not exactly how she intended it to.
''I see...'' Akito murmured. ''How long until the pancakes are ready?''
Towa tugged on her apron demurely. ''Just a few more minutes... you can take a seat... d-darling?''
Rather than make Towa seem more sexy the shy, stammering way she spoke only made her seem cuter than anything else, bringing a warm smile to Akito's face. Regardless the young man made his way over to the kitchen table and eased himself down into one of the chairs, idly picking up some of the mail letters they'd left there and peeking through them; quickly tossing them aside when they were just the usual advertisements about electrical wiring or plumbing offers.
Inevitably his gaze was drawn to his girlfriend, not-so-subtly looking at her peachy butt; the pale material of her apron only highlighting her soft-looking rear. She wasn't looking at him, too busy with the pancakes to notice, tempting him to quietly lift himself out of his chair. It mercifully didn't squeak across the smooth floor, allowing him to creep the miniscule distance between them – and then wrap his arms around Towa's stomach from behind.
''Eek?!'' Towa squeaked cutely, tensing. ''O-Oi! D-Don't do that so suddenly!''
Akito grinned, kissing her on the cheek. ''Understood~''
The devil-girl squirmed, unable to ignore how close his body was. ''W-What is it? I told you to si- it~!?''
Towa's voice rose to a shrill pitch as his right hand teasingly went between her legs, cupping her pussy. She buckled more out of surprise than any real pleasure, her cheeks aflame as she shot him a startled look. In response the young man grinned at her, laying his hand over hers and carefully lifting the pan with the pancake in it, moving it onto the wooden cutting board next to it; keeping it safe from catching fire.
Then the moment the danger was out of the way he pushed his face into her neck and kissed her flawless flesh, coaxing out a soft gasp from Towa before it melted down into a deep, sexy moan. His left hand slid up her apron and easily found her left breast, her tit small but fitting perfectly into his groping hand, encouraging the young man to grope it – his other hand sliding up slightly, allowing him to play with her pussy with his fingers.
''M-Mn...'' Towa quivered, eyes screwed shut. ''H-Hey... I'm not... d-done with breakfast... ahh...''
''Breakfast can wait.'' He smooched her neck. ''I want you right now.''
Any hope of playing the seductive, sexy devil went straight down the drain, and with a demure moan Towa tilted her head his way, lips searching for his. He met her halfway, her pinkish lips soft against his own and creating a soft smooching sound, the devil-girl not resisting him as he guided her a few steps to the left, allowing him to push her against the counter-top. She shuddered at his lewd action but didn't protest it, a soft moan quivering off of her tongue.
Emboldened by the sound he prodded her lips with his tongue, slipping the tip of his wet appendage between her kissable lips – and then weaselling it into her mouth, her teeth parting for him. Her own tongue came to meet his but he easily took control of the kiss, a whimpering moan arising from Towa's throat as he began to tongue-wrestle with her. He slid his tongue over hers, traced down the wet side of it and tickled the underside of it, coaxing out a muffled moan from his purple-haired lover, her voice muted by her own raised tongue.
Then he pulled back, allowing both of them to gasp in a quiet, quick breath, their eyes locking. He grinned at her and laid two fingers on her pussy, spreading her folds apart and teasing her insides with his middle finger, tracing a circle around her entrance. His teasing touch earned him a cute moan from his girlfriend; a healthy blush colouring Towa's cheeks as she gripped onto the edge of the counter, her slim legs quivering.
''A-Ah~'' She mewled out – her voice soon muffled as he kissed her again.
Growing increasingly lustful Akito went with the flow, groping her soft tit and teasing her pussy – before he took things a step further and pushed his middle finger inside of her. The gentle penetration coaxed out a mewl from Towa, her voice becoming deeper when he added a second finger – and then becoming a low, sensual groan when he squeezed a third finger inside of her. The hot tightness that clamped down on his fingers was equal parts exciting and erotic, enticing him to start thrusting his digits into with slow, aroused twists of his wrist.
''Mn... ah, Myn~'' Towa's slim shoulders shuddered, her back arching. ''No, stop that...''
He broke away from the kiss, smooching her ear instead. ''Say it louder.''
Towa didn't; her lips pursing in embarrassment. She didn't really want it to end.
He grinned at that, pinching her left nipple between his thumb and index finger and tweaking it slightly, relishing the cute whimper of pleasure he coaxed out of her lips. Lips that he swiftly reclaimed in another deep kiss, helping mute her voice and fingering her faster, feeling her hot inner walls clench and conform to the shape of his digits. He countered that by scissoring them apart, spreading her insides as far apart as he feasibly could or swirling them around in slow circles.
''Ah, oh... I...'' Towa whispered the cute sounds against his lips, enticing him to reclaim them as soon as he could, the soft smooches becoming almost wet as he reintroduced their tongues into it.
The devil-girl mewled into his mouth as he began to hump her from behind, his slowly-hardening cock concealed only beneath his boxers and pushing against her ass. In response Towa rocked her hips, unintentionally impaling herself upon his fingers and heightening her pleasure – making her tighten around his digits erotically. Groaning with lust into her mouth he slid his thumb about until he found her clit, pressing down on the little bundle of nerves and flicking it about as best he could. Towa whimpered at his bold touch, betraying how accurate his roaming thumb was.
Then he suddenly pulled his hand back, his fingers wet and sticky as they slid out of her sex. Towa's knees buckled slightly and she let out a startled moan, leaning back from the kiss to shoot him a surprised look. The young man just grinned at her, kissing her cheek and slowly untangling his limbs from her... and grabbing her hip instead with one hand, his other hand shoving his boxers down, allowing his cock to slap against her peachy butt.
''Ah...'' Towa blushed darkly, flustered. ''G-Guess you can't hold back... huh...?''
''Hearing you try and talk dirty is really cute, you know.'' Akito teased.
Towa just shot him a glare... one that only made her seem like an angry kitten. ''H-Hey...!''
Any such emotions however fled as he pressed his cock up against her folds, the tip sliding along her slit teasingly – instantly making Towa blush crimson and look away, moaning in embarrassment. In response Akito pressed himself against her, spooning her from behind; and slid inside.
''M-Mn...!'' Towa tensed as his cock slid inside of her. ''Ahh...''
Akito silently shuddered in agreement, grabbing her sides with both hands and pushing himself against her, intimately feeling her hot insides engulf his shaft. Despite how tight she was he managed to ease himself in, nearly all of his cock snugly fitting inside of her on the first go – tempting him to just stay where he was, expelling a long groan and sliding his hands up her front, dipping them into her apron and groping her small boobs.
Towa shivered at his touch, a soft mewl escaping her. Putting her elbows down onto the counter she leaned back as far as her spine would let her, tilting her head towards him – and with a lustful grunt he met her halfway, their lips meshing together. They dragged the kiss out, one of her arms reaching back and sliding around his neck so she could maintain the position, tempting him in turn to cup her cheek; deepening the kiss even as their lungs began to run thin on oxygen.
Only when his throat began to close up from a lack of air did he break off the kiss, a sharp gasp fleeing his lips in tandem with Towa's.
For a moment Akito panted, catching his breath – and then reared his hips back. Surprised Towa could only let out a moan and fumble for the edge of the counter-top, pleasure near-visibly spasming up her body as he plunged his meat back into her slick hole, his pelvis smacking against her peachy ass. The sensual groan that tumbled out of her throat immediately enticed him to do it again, his cock slowly leaving her sex only to smack right back in a second later, his thrust forceful enough to make her small rear jiggle.
One thrust after another drove him inside her, the tip soon bumping up against her innermost parts. Panting he began to quicken his thrusts, his hips rolling back-and-forth and pistoning his cock into her wet pussy – eliciting a string of short, shaky moans from Towa as she took his cock. The devil-girl didn't even hesitate to push her ass back, her back arching as she lost herself in the motion, luring his eyes down to her back and admiring her slim shoulder blades and slim shoulders.
''Mm, ah, ah, a-ah~'' Towa's deep voice made each and every moan sexy, the hot flush to her cheeks accentuating her natural cuteness.
As such Akito couldn't resist the urge to kiss her again, his lips starting on her jawline and smooching his way along her soft, squishy cheek – soon making her look his way. He felt her breath on his lips a moment before their lips met in a deep, searing kiss, her muted whimpers hot in his mouth as he quickened his thrusts. The smacking of skin became sharper; resounding throughout their apartment and joined by Towa's muted cries, her grip on the counter becoming tighter and her legs wobbling beneath her-
-then Towa suddenly jerked, her back going straight and her lips leaving his – allowing Towa to squeal as her orgasm washed over her. She tightened like a hot vice around him, gripping his cock and gushing around it, her ass pushing back against his pelvis forcefully. Groaning Akito paid her back, pushing past the tight pleasure enveloping his cock and roughly bucking his hips forth in several slow, hard thrusts, smacking himself against her ass and hitting her sweet spots – the pleasure amplified tenfold by her orgasmic sensitivity.
''A-Ahh... ahh...'' Towa audibly swallowed the saliva in her mouth. ''Hah... I... ah...''
Akito replied by way of rearing his hips back, pulling out. Her inner walls gripped his cock, begging for him not to leave, but his tip slipped out of her folds regardless – leaving her empty and weak-kneed.
And then he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around. Towa squealed in surprise, her shocked look only encouraging him to dive in and kiss her, feeling her melt in his arms and wrap her arms around him too, holding him close. For a good minute they stayed like that, their lips just smacking and smooching together, their tongues soon joining in on the action and making them both hum and groan as they explored each other's mouths. Towa's more often than not.
Until with a pop their lips separated. Akito grinned at his girlfriend, relishing the cute blush that seemed to constantly colour her face, only making her pout seem that bit more adorable. He kissed her on the nose instead, melting her pout into a demure smile that preluded another, much softer kiss on the lips, the intimacy of it balancing out the lust within them.
''You know.'' Lust began to resurge, however, as he spoke. ''I still haven't cum yet.''
''E-Eh?'' Towa's cheeks burned and she looked down at his rock-hard cock, his shaft glistening with her juices. ''Oh, then...''
Towa hesitantly tilted her head to the side, giving him her best inviting look. ''...w-would you like to... go again?''
Akito readily agreed, a chuckle slipping past his lips as he moved both of his hands down to her thighs, grabbing the back of them and lifting her up. Towa gasped in surprise as picked her up, her nearly-naked body flush against his front and her legs awkwardly dangling, nothing but his hands on her thighs keeping her upright. It also left her chest at eye-height with his face, something that he cheekily took advantage of – nudging the front of her apron aside with his hand and taking her right nipple into his mouth.
''Mm!'' Towa gripped his shoulders. ''Ah, that's...''
A wet suck answered her, earning a flustered moan from Towa – barely registering him carrying her over to the kitchen table. It was only when he popped his lips off of her tit and lowered her down that she snapped out of it, her lithe frame squirming in his grip as he laid her on the table's cool surface. The wood was smooth against her back and any papers on the table were eagerly pushed off, leaving nothing to stop Towa from laying across the firm wood.
Grinning at her Akito took things a step further, sliding his hands up her rear and giving her ass a quick grope – before then going for her apron, untying it. Towa squirmed but didn't stop him, awkwardly wriggling until he could tug the apron off fully – dropping it onto the floor and leaving his girlfriend completely naked on the table before him. His gaze ran from head to toe, admiring her small, heaving chest or her taut tummy, his gaze tracing down the slight curve of her hips or the glistening wetness between her legs, her slim thighs tempting him to run a hand along him.
''Mn...'' Towa bit her lip and opened her legs for him – not wide, but enough for him to get between them. ''C'mon...''
In response he leaned down, opening her thighs a little wider... and then buried his head between her thighs. His tongue assaulted her pussy before Towa could react; a shrill shriek of surprise escaping her as he stroked her clit with the length of his tongue. The wet appendage teased her sensitive nub and slid down further, dragging itself over her entrance. Her body spasmed at the feeling and her thighs jerked inwards, clamping around his head before he pried her legs back open again.
And then he buried his tongue inside her sex. Towa cried out, her normally-deep voice rising to a shrill pitch as he swirled his wet tongue around her inner walls, tasting her tangy-sweet honey. His nose pressed against her clit at the same time, every little rock of his head rubbing it against her nub and sending hot jolts through her pelvis, pleasure burning her nerves and leaving her knees lifting upwards, her feet jerking and twitching.
''Ah, stop, wait!'' Towa gasped out each word. ''I-I'm still r-really sensi- Mn!''
The devil-girl dug her chin into her collarbone, throat closing up from pure pleasure as he pulled his tongue out – lashing her clit instead with hot strokes of his tongue. Two of his fingers substituted for his tongue, burying up to the knuckle inside her womanhood and feverishly fingering her, pumping in back-and-forth and coating his digits in a slick sheen. No matter how tightly her inner walls squeezed his digits he didn't slow down, constantly thrusting them in and giving her no time to recover, to catch her breath and let the sensitivity from her prior orgasm ease off.
Grinning to himself Akito kissed her clit, leaning up a bit and peppering her pelvis with a flurry of kisses – adding a third finger to her sex at the same moment. Towa gripped onto the edges of the kitchen table, spasming and bucking her chest up, unable to lay still as he overwhelmed her nerves with a constant undulation of pleasure, only amplified when he began to scissor his fingers about. His breath teased her clit for a good second before he went back to licking it, the added pleasure pushing her closer to her limit.
Just as she neared it, her thighs quivering inwards – he pulled his head out from between her legs.
And then promptly slammed his cock into her sopping pussy.
''AAH?!'' Towa screamed in a mixture of shock, alarm, and overwhelming, mind-whitening pleasure.
The lattermost feeling overtook her in an instant as she came just from the insertion, her grip on the table becoming white-knuckled and her back arching sharply off of the table, emphasising her small breasts. Honey squirted out around his cock, her inner walls clenched tight around him as her orgasm melted her mind, her inner walls only briefly relaxing before tightening right back up, her muscles locked like she'd been electrified.
Then in an instant Towa went slack, an orgasmic moan tumbling out of her mouth. Her whole body was like a wet noodle, laying limp against the table even as her insides tightly held his cock, the pleasurable sensation making him smile tightly. Idly he ran a hand up her front, tickling her belly before grabbing ahold of her right tit, groping it gently and making her mewl his name, locked in a daze from her powerful orgasm.
''Ah?'' Until he slowly reared his hips back, his cock scraping her hypersensitive inner walls-
-and then he slammed right back in.
''Hyah?!'' Towa spasmed. ''H-Hey, wait! I-I'm still sensitive down there!''
Akito just grinned cheekily, his hips thrusting forth and burying his shaft deep within her clenching tightness. Towa gasped at him, throwing her head back as he fried her nerves and buried himself up to the hilt within her, his slow thrusts quickly picking up speed – the slow, wet smack of their flesh meeting beginning to fill the kitchen once more. Towa couldn't do anything to stop him, her mind fried and her mouth hanging open, chest rising and falling rapidly as she gasped in much-needed air.
''Ah, hah, no, it, ah, wait...!'' Towa covered her face with an arm. ''N-No... it's too much, I can't...''
The young man let out a stiff chuckle, a groan soon overtaking it as pleasure throbbed down his cock – the two back-to-back rounds of sex wearing down his stamina. ''Mn... you really just cum from me putting it in?''
''S-Shut up~'' Towa moaned into her arm.
Amused he slid his hands up to her sides, holding them tight and running his thumbs along her ribs, pounding her pussy with each flick of his thumbs. The ticklish sensation earned a tight smile from Towa, her lips quivering as she fought to not let out another moan – and then promptly failed as he hit a sweet spot inside of her, coaxing out another moan from his lover. Aroused by the sound he reached up and pried her arm away, allowing him to look her in the eyes as he fucked her on the kitchen table.
Towa's cheeks burned, an adorable whimper escaping her lips as his hand slid back down to her right breast, groping and hefting it about in a fit of passion. Her voice was partially lost amidst the sound of slapping skin, the sound a wet one as he pounded her as hard and fast as he physically could, unable to ignore the rising pressure in his cock. If anything it made him move more, lifting his hips slightly with each thrust and rubbing new spots inside Towa, coaxing out a string of gasping cries from her throat.
''Hah, h-here it comes...'' Akito managed to groan out, his cock throbbing within her tight sex-
-when with a jerk of his hips, the wet heat smothering his length finally became too much, and he came. Ropes of milky cum splattered across her inner walls even as he kept thrusting, railing her raw and making Towa squeal, her third orgasm hitting her as she came with him. Their mixed fluids escaped around his throbbing cock, her inner walls squeezing him dry and gradually slowing his thrusts, draining him of his stamina.
Until eventually he was forced to a stop, groaning in breathless arousal. His cock throbbed and twitched within her sex, the tight pressure smothering his girth relieved only when he pulled out, the cool air of the kitchen a sharp contrast to the searing heat of her insides.
''Hah... haah...'' Towa could only gasp in air, her naked body shuddering against the table. ''Mn... d-did you really have to... put it in, just before I came...? That's so unfair...''
Akito chuckled, rubbing her thighs in silent apology, though the unrepentant glint in his eyes made Towa pout all the same.
She maintained the pout for several long moments, petulant – when a lightbulb practically went off over her head. Crimson hues coloured her cheeks and she slowly sat up, her elbows sliding along the table until she was sitting upright, giving him an arousing full-frontal. His attention however shifted from her body to actions as his girlfriend surprisingly slid her butt off the table... and then lowered herself down onto her knees in front of him.
''Towa?'' The young man flushed a little.
The devil-girl just blushed back, grabbing his cock. ''...let me clean you up, first...''
Demure excuse said Towa wasted no time in stroking his cock, her lips making contact with the underside in a shy smooch. He groaned in surprise at the sensation, a bolt of pleasure squirming down his hypersensitive cock; several more following the first as Towa kissed her way down his length, then planting her tongue flush against his shaft and licking right back up to the tip. Grasping his cock with her other hand she held his shaft with both hands, long eyelashes fluttering as she shut her eyes and let her tongue do the work, drawing lewd circles around the tip of his cock and lavishing it with lewd, wet licks.
Her pink lips pursed around the tip a few moments later, engulfing it and smothering it with the warmth of her mouth. Every exhale caused a slow, warm breath to tickle the wet tip as her tongue slid over it, smearing saliva along the smooth sides or stroking it up-and-down, both of her hands working together to give him a two-handed hand-job – the novelty of the sensation coaxing out a strained, aroused groan from Akito, the young man gripping onto the edge of the table for support.
''Hah, Towa...'' The young man breathed, groaning.
In response the devil-girl took things a step further, her head tilting slightly to the side and her lips parting – before she took him into his mouth. Instantly he moaned, a jolt of pleasure shooting up his cock as his girlfriend slid her lips down his shaft, engulfing it within her warm mouth inch by inch until he hit the back of her throat. On instinct one of his hands went below the table and grabbed onto the back of her head, giving her a slight push down his cock and earning a choked grunt from her, yet she didn't pull back. If anything she forced herself deeper, taking his entire length into her mouth and partway down her throat.
''Mmph, ghk, ghk...'' Towa's hands landed on his thighs, resting against them as she forced herself down his cock – wet saliva gleaming across his shaft in the brief moments she reared her head back.
Groaning at the feeling Akitio pushed her down more, getting off on the act and relishing the wet warmth around his cock, feeling the underside of his cock slide along her tongue repeatedly. He rocked his hips in tandem with her head bobs as well, partially thrusting himself down her throaty and listening to her choke a bit, the sound made all the more erotic by the bashful look in her eyes – enduring the discomfort to make him feel good.
''Hah...'' The thought accelerated his end. ''I'm almost there...''
Towa replied by sucking his cock hard, her lips sliding back to the tip and then deep-throating him a moment later, enveloping his shaft completely. He bit back the groan that bubbled out of his throat and pushed her down more, the burning need in his cock swelling hotter, rushing up his shaft in an uncontrollable rush, going to be released no matter what happened – prompting him to suddenly pull out and jerk himself off.
His hand slid along his wet cock, jerking off right in her face and leaving Towa blushing furiously, her eyes demurely looking up at him – when he finally came, a thick rope of cum splattering across her left cheek. Several more spurts came after the first, a string of stiff groans and grunts escaping him as he layered ropes of cum across Towa's face, forcing her eyes to shut lest she get some in her eyes.
''Hah, haah...'' The young man unloaded the last few spurts of cum on her lips, rubbing the tip against them. ''Hah, wow...''
Towa tentatively lifted a hand, wiping the cum out of her eyes and squinting them open. ''A-Are you done?''
''Yeah.'' Akito nodded breathlessly, stumbling over and grabbing some paper kitchen towels for her. ''Sorry, couldn't resist.''
Towa just pouted at him. A normally cute expression... but one made infinitely more lewd when her face was absolutely covered in cum.
''The pancake will probably be cold by now.'' She mumbled, wiping her face clean.
The young man just grinned, giving her a hand up. ''I'll make us some fresh ones then; you can just rest.''
''I'll probably need a shower first...''
''Oh? Need a hand in there~?''
Towa's cheeks burned, her lips moved... and then she shyly looked aside.
''...maybe...''
While not as sexy and seductive as she hoped it'd be, it lured Akito into the shower with her all the same for some sinful skin-ship.
[END]