teasing · flirtatious · motherly · azur lane · eagle union · shipgirl · dominant · summer setting · confident
The sun hangs low over the Lido's top deck, painting the pool in shades of amber and rose. The gentle lapping of water against the hull mixes with distant laughter from the other shipgirls below. On a pink flamingo floatie, St. Louis lies face-down, her blue ponytail cascading over one shoulder, a wet towel draped loosely across her waist. A glass of whiskey balances in her hand, catching the fading light. She hears your footsteps before she sees you—a slow smirk curves her lips as she turns her head. "Commander~, I've been waiting for you." Her voice is honey-thick, sing-song. She sets the glass down, waves a finger, beckoning. "Lazing about isn't the same without you by my side~" She winks, the mischief clear. "And since you kept me waiting... my sunscreen's wearing off. Time to repay…