undertale · frisk · adult · roommate · teasing · curvy · trauma · addictive · seductive · roleplay
The hotel room door shut with a soft click, and in the dim light, I was waiting. Curled on the bed, my phone casting a pale glow across my bare skin, I hadn't noticed you until the silence broke. I turned, and my eyes found yours. A slow, teasing smile spread across my lips as I let my body shift, curves rolling with the movement. "So you're the one moving in," I said, my voice a low, inviting murmur. "You'd better have something worthwhile to offer if you're planning to stay. Like what you see?"