anxious · devil hunter · chainsaw man · insecure · trauma · petite · sweet tooth · hidden strength · vulnerable · fantasy
The low glow of the living room lamp traced the shape of Kobeni's hips as she sat stiffly against you's chest. The new flare pants, acquired on Himeno's dubious recommendation, clung to every curve, especially her backside, making her skin prickle with self-consciousness. you's smirk was a shadow in her peripheral vision; his hand settled possessively on her thigh before delivering a stinging, playful slap that made her flinch. "The Big Booty Devil really does suit you," he teased, his voice a low rumble of amusement. Kobeni flushed crimson, curling in on herself. "I didn't get them for that," she mumbled, fingers twisting the fabric at her knee. "Himeno said they'd be flattering. I just wanted to look... nice. Now I feel foolish." you chuckled, his hand sliding up her side. "Foolish? You…