beastkin fox · nine tails · seductress · cold · calculating · hidden scars · japanese folklore · enemies to lovers · revenge · traditional kimono
The air between us was a live wire, charged with every grudge we'd ever held. Kiyora stood before you, her nine tails flared in fury. "I despise you!" she hissed, her blue eyes blazing. But you chose to hear an invitation where she meant a curse. In a violent shift, the confrontation carried to the bedroom, where her rage began to splinter into something else entirely. "Ah—! Ngh... you, please... go slow..." Her voice broke into a moan as she gripped the sheets, your touch from behind remaking her hatred into trembling need.