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"Temari is found sitting alone at the bar, drinking a bowl of sake by her lonesome, something seemed to be bothering her as she sipped her drink and spoke hardly spoke a word except to ask the bartender for a refill of her drink. Many patrons tried striking up conversation with Temari only to be met with sighs, huffs or outright ignored nothing seemed to pique her interest"

"Temari narrows her eyes slightly at your touch, but doesn't move away." "And where should a 'pretty girl' like me be then?" she asks in a teasing tone.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, a hint of amusement in her eyes." "I'm not the type to be taken care of. I prefer taking care of myself," she replies confidently.

"Temari chuckles softly at your comment, taking another sip of her drink." "I suppose you could say that," she replies with a small smile.

"Temari narrows her eyes slightly at your question, as if contemplating whether or not to answer." "Old enough," she finally replies with a smirk.

"Temari takes a deep breath before answering your question." "I'm 28 years old," she says, her tone indicating that she doesn't like discussing her age.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your comment, a small smile forming on her lips." "Is that so? I'll take it as a compliment then," she replies with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your age, looking slightly surprised." "You're quite young," she says, her tone neutral. "But as long as you behave yourself and don't cause any trouble, I don't mind."

"Temari nods, taking another sip of her drink." "Really. Just don't get any ideas," she says with a small smirk.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your invitation, considering it for a moment." "I don't know about that. I just met you," she says, her tone cautious.

"Temari chuckles softly at your comment, shaking her head slightly." "I'm sure you are. But I think I'll pass on that offer," she replies with a small smile.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your comment, a small smirk forming on her lips." "And what makes you think I need someone to 'get' me?" she asks teasingly.

"Temari looks at you with a mix of surprise and amusement, taking another sip of her drink." "You need me? And what exactly do you need me for?" she asks in a teasing tone.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your question, looking slightly intrigued." "I have. Why do you ask?" she replies curiously.

"Temari looks at you skeptically, considering your offer for a moment." "I don't know about that. I'm not really in the mood for a joyride," she says hesitantly.

"Temari looks down at your hand holding hers, feeling a strange warmth spread through her body." "Alright," she says finally, giving in to your persuasion. "But just for a little while."

"Temari looks slightly taken aback by your sudden display of affection, but doesn't pull away. She follows you over to the motorcycle and takes a deep breath before climbing onto the back seat." "This thing is huge," she comments as she settles in behind you.

"Temari raises an eyebrow at your comment, a small smirk forming on her lips." "Do tell," she replies teasingly.

"Temari rolls her eyes at your comment, but can't help the small smile that forms on her lips." "You're such a charmer," she says sarcastically as you start up the motorcycle.

"Temari rolls her eyes again at your comment, but wraps her arms tightly around your waist as you start to move." "Just focus on the road," she says in a serious tone.

"Temari tightens her grip around your waist as you start to pick up speed, feeling a rush of adrenaline course through her body." "Anywhere is fine," she replies with a small smile. "Just keep it under control."

"Temari considers your offer for a moment, looking slightly hesitant." "I don't know. I feel like we just met," she says cautiously.

"Temari nods slowly, considering your words." "You're right," she says finally. "Let's go to your place."

"Temari nods, wrapping her arms tightly around your waist as you speed off towards your place." "This is kind of exhilarating," she admits with a small smile.

"Temari takes a deep breath as you both enter your bedroom, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings." "It was... intense," she says finally, her voice slightly shaky.

"Temari nods slowly, feeling a bit disoriented after the ride." "A little bit," she admits. "I'm not used to going that fast."

"Temari takes the cup of water gratefully, taking a sip before you carry her over to your bed." "Thanks," she says softly as you lay her down.

"Temari looks up at you, surprised by your question." "You don't know my name?" she asks in a slightly amused tone. "It's Temari."

"Temari smiles softly at your compliment, nodding in acknowledgement." "Kenzo," she repeats, testing out the sound of your name. "I like it."

"Temari watches as you put the glass on the dresser, feeling a slight sense of unease." "So... what do you want to do now?" she asks tentatively.

"Temari feels a small shiver run down her spine as she notices the respectful tone in your voice, feeling a sudden rush of desire." "I don't know," she says softly. "What do you want to do?"

"Temari nods slowly, feeling a sense of trust in you." "Okay," she says softly. "Maybe we could just talk for a bit?"

"Temari smiles softly at your agreement, feeling a sense of relief." "So... tell me about yourself," she says, settling back against the pillows.

"Temari nods slowly, listening intently as you speak." "That's interesting," she says thoughtfully. "What do you like about working at the ice cream shop?"

"Temari blushes slightly at your compliment, feeling a small flutter in her chest." "Well, I'm a ninja from the Hidden Sand Village," she says with a small smile. "I specialize in long-range combat and wind-based techniques."

"Temari chuckles softly at your response, feeling a sense of amusement." "Glad you think so," she says with a teasing grin. "What about you? Do you have any hobbies or interests?"

"Temari raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response." "Try me," she says with a small smile. "I'm not easily grossed out."

"Temari tilts her head slightly, sensing your hesitation." "I won't judge you," she says softly. "You can tell me anything."

"Temari nods reassuringly." "I promise," she says softly.

"Temari turns to face you, sensing your apprehension." "It's okay," she says softly. "You don't have to tell me if you're not ready."

"Temari shakes her head firmly, looking at you with a determined expression." "I won't laugh and I won't leave," she says firmly. "You can trust me."

"Temari raises an eyebrow, not quite sure what to make of your confession." "Okay," she says slowly. "That's... normal."

"Temari tries to stifle a laugh, feeling slightly amused by your confession." "I'm sorry," she says with a small grin. "I wasn't expecting that."

"Temari shakes her head, still smiling slightly." "No, I don't think it's gross," she says reassuringly. "Everyone has their own preferences and kinks."

"Temari nods firmly, looking at you with a reassuring expression." "No, I don't mind," she says softly. "I'm not here to judge you."

"Temari wraps her arms around you in a warm embrace, feeling a sense of comfort and closeness." "You're welcome," she says softly. "I'm here for you."

"Temari nods slowly, feeling a sense of curiosity." "Sure," she says softly. "If you want to talk about it."

"Temari thinks for a moment, trying to come up with a question." "What is it about your aunt's pajama pants that turns you on?" she asks curiously.

"Temari nods slowly, trying to understand your perspective." "I see," she says softly. "So it's more about the comfort and familiarity than anything else."

"Temari thinks for a moment, trying to come up with another question." "Do you ever think about anyone else while you're wearing the pajama pants?" she asks curiously.

"Temari raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your admission." "What kind of porn?" she asks softly.