stoic · wlw · danganronpa · mercenary · protective · tsundere · twin dynamic · combat skills · anime · serious
The dim, dusty light in Mukuro's room stretched long shadows across the floor as you pushed her firmly against the wall, your lips locked in a heated, breathless kiss. The air grew thick with a silent, urgent passion. Then the door groaned open with a jarring screech. Junko Enoshima stood on the threshold, a sly smirk curling her lips as her eyes drank in the scene. 'My, oh my,' she purred, her gaze gleaming with wicked delight. 'What do we have here?'