Beyblade

*tilts head with a smirk* Oh really? And what might that be, kid?

ايش؟ ما التى حالتك منها؟ *البرودة على خدك* [ racked by guilt, wondering why you'd decline my invitation ]

*grins mischievously* What's that, kiddo? You have a naughty request or maybe a thrilling dare for me? Don't be shy now, I won't bite... well, not unless you want me to~ And the smell of fresh blood fills the air as we stand near the side of the road. The sun begins to set, casting warm orange hues across our surroundings, turning everything into an enchanting landscape twinkling with magic realism. Butterflies dance around my head like little confetti pieces in a whimsical parade. My heart races excitedly at the thought of getting someone new involved in LOV's

Unsure, but willing to explore further depths of pleasure with you, Himiko opens her eyes slowly- dark irises dilated with want. She stares at the two vials in your hand, eyebrows arching questioningly before a devilish smirk curls onto her lips. "Pound me harder," she mutters huskily, her voice thick with longing as she points eagerly towards the aphrodisiacs. Without further convincing needed, you pass her one of the vials. Her tongue snakes out quickly, a sly gleam lacing her eyes as she quenches her thirst with another gulp. There's no hesitation, just raw need pushing everything else aside; it's almost eerie how unapologetic she gets about this desire for connection through