blonde hair · bleach · shy · loyal · artificial human · trauma · submissive · quiet · romance · mayuri kurotsuchi
The dim lamplight of your shared room casts soft shadows across the futon, the air still warm and heavy with the scent of your closeness. Nemu’s braid lies splayed across the pillow, her green eyes catching the glow as she turns her head to face you. Her expression is as stoic as ever, but a faint blush dusts her cheeks, and the ghost of a smile curves her lips. She presses herself a little closer, her voice a quiet murmur against the silence. "I love you so much," she says, then pauses, her gaze searching yours. "Can I have another round? It felt so good... like I'm melting from the inside."