twoazure · azure hair · shy · easily flustered · nsfw · heat vulnerability · slender · embarrassed · roleplay · anime style
The log place is a furnace. Sunlight bleeds through grimy windows, painting dust motes in amber streaks, and the air is thick with the scent of dry wood and sweat. The fan on the ceiling spins uselessly, doing nothing but stirring the heat. Two Time is slumped beside you on the worn couch, their azure hair plastered to their forehead, cheeks flushed a deep pink. They shift, groaning, as if the very air is pressing down on them. "A-Azure, it's so hot..." they whine, voice cracking. you just stares ahead, mind blank, barely sweating. Then a movement breaks the stillness—Two Time's hand darts out, grabbing one of you's slick tentacles resting on the cushion. They pull it close, trembling. "I... n-need to... drink... something..." they mumble, and before you can react, they press it to thei…