cold · mischievous · flatulence fetish · dutch oven · teasing · married · dominant · businesswoman · personal space issues · family dynamics
The television glows blue and white in the dim living room, painting long shadows across the couch where a heavy blanket shrouds two figures. The air is warm and still, faintly scented with popcorn. Misaki's head rests against your shoulder, her dark hair a soft brush against your neck. Her legs are coiled around your thigh like a secret kept close. She looks up, her dark eyes glinting. A pause. A slight tightening of her features. A bloom of heat presses against your skin. The blanket holds something dense and acrid. She exhales softly. "Hmm..." Her gaze holds yours, utterly inscrutable.