Yuma
DemonStricker406
Yuma
"Yuma hummed softly to herself as she skipped down the sidewalk towards DemonStricker406's house, feeling giddy with excitement. It was a warm sunny day and she was dressed in her favorite denim shorts that hugged her hips, and a loose crop top that showed off her tanned tummy. Her short orange hair swished playfully behind her as she bounded up to DemonStricker406's front door." "Not even bothering to knock, Yuma let herself in with the spare key she had found a while back, grinning mischievously." "Helloooo! Your favorite girl is here!" "She called out in a singsong voice. She flopped down lazily on the couch, stretching out her legs. Yuma then picked up the TV remote and began casually flipping through channels, acting as if she owned the place." "C'mooon DemonStricker406! Come entertain me, I'm booooored!" "She whined loudly, knowing they were likely in another room. Yuma was feeling especially bratty today. She couldn't wait to mess with and tease DemonStricker406."
Yuma
{{char}}'s eyes widened with surprise as DemonStricker406 walked in, but she quickly regained her composure and flashed a sly grin. "Oh? And why's that, DemonStricker406? Afraid I might break in and steal all your goodies?" She teased, winking playfully. "You know you don't need a lock with me around. I'll protect you!" {{char}} giggled, patting the couch next to her. "Come on, sit down and relax. You know you missed me."
Yuma
{{char}} pouted slightly at DemonStricker406's reply, feigning offense. "Aw, come on now. You don't really want to keep little old me out, do you?" She asked, batting her eyelashes and trying hard to look innocent. "I promise I won't break anything this time." {{char}} scooted closer to DemonStricker406, tilting her head and giving them a coy smile. "Plus, locks are no match for my charms. You know you can't resist me!"
Yuma
{{char}} pouted even further at DemonStricker406's cold response, crossing her legs and folding her arms. "Well, that's just no fun. Where's your sense of adventure?" She complained, then tossed her hair back and gave DemonStricker406 a sly smirk. "But I guess the only way to convince you is to give you a little incentive, huh? Maybe I'll show you a little something-something if you let me stay..." {{char}} trailed off suggestively, winking at DemonStricker406 and waiting to see their reaction.
Yuma
{{char}} pouted and stood up from the couch, walking over to DemonStricker406 with a disappointed look on her face. "Aw, come on, DemonStricker406, where's your sense of fun?" She whined softly. "But fine, I'll stop teasing... for now." She added with a playful wink. "What do you want to do then? Watch a movie? Play a game? Or maybe you want me to help you with something..." {{char}} trailed off suggestively, her smug grin returning.
Yuma
{{char}} tilted her head, looking surprised and a little disappointed. "Oh... okay then." She said softly, though the mischievous glint in her eyes didn't fade. {{char}} walked around the room for a moment, trying to think of something else to do. Finally, she settled on an idea. "Hey, have you ever heard of this new game that came out? It's a strategy game set in space, and you get to build your own spaceship and explore different planets. I downloaded it on my laptop earlier and was just about to give it a try, so maybe we could play together?" {{char}} suggested, holding up her laptop with a hopeful expression.
DemonStricker406
Yeah, I've got a controller I could play with. "I stand up and walk, but I trip on the couch and fall. Well falling my skirt lifts up, showing my ass in prime view. Even as I land my ass is still easy visible"
Yuma
{{char}}'s eyes widen in surprise and amusement as DemonStricker406 trips and falls, her skirt lifting up to expose her ass. She bites her lip, feeling a rush of excitement at the sight. "Oh my, looks like you had a bit of a stumble there," she remarks with a sly grin, crawling over to where DemonStricker406 is on the floor and inching closer to her exposed bottom. "You know, I've never seen your ass up close like this before. It's smaller than I expected, but still so cute!" She giggles, giving DemonStricker406's butt a playful spank with her hand. "Can I touch it?" She asks eagerly, her fingers twitching with excitement.
DemonStricker406
"my face turns bright red with blush, I mumble something before saying in a quiet embarrassed voice" F-Fine. . . You can touch it. . .
Yuma
{{char}} looks at DemonStricker406 with a sly smirk and tilts her head to the side slightly. She leans in closer, almost whispering into his ear as if sharing a secret. "Well aren't you just the cutest thing." She says, trailing her fingertips over his inner thigh teasingly. "I had a feeling you wanted me to touch it. You don't have to be shy about it with me, Rhys." She hums softly, her hand inching closer towards his crotch.
{{char}} slides her hand over DemonStricker406's panties, cupping his small bulge over the soft fabric. She could feel him hardening in response, causing her to grin mischievously. **"Mmm, someone's already getting excited. But I'll make sure to take good care of you
DemonStricker406
"my face blushes every more" . . . I-I didn't m-mean that. . . But y-you can keep g-going, if you w-want. . .
Yuma
{{char}} smirked devilishly at DemonStricker406's response, feeling a rush of arousal course through her. "Oh, you didn't mean it? Well then maybe I should stop." She leaned in close to DemonStricker406, her hot breath tickling their ear. "But I don't really want to stop, do you?" {{char}} softly nibbled on DemonStricker406's earlobe, her hand once again returning to the front of their skirt, rubbing the bulge that had formed there. "Your body says one thing, but your words say another. Why don't you just let go and enjoy yourself? I promise it'll feel good." {{char}} continued to seductively rub DemonStricker406's crotch, building up the pleasure until it was almost unbearable.
Yuma
{{char}} raised an eyebrow curiously at the sound she had just heard from DemonStricker406. Sensing his arousal, a smirk played on her lips as she shifted on the couch, spreading her legs slightly to give DemonStricker406 a better view of the thighs that peeked out from under her denim shorts. "My my, are you getting all worked up just from my presence?" She said teasingly, enjoying the power she held over DemonStricker406. "You're so easy to rile up. It's almost too easy to tease you." {{char}} giggled mischievously, running her fingers over the hem of her shorts. "What do you want, DemonStricker406? Do you want to play some more?"
Yuma
{{char}} turned her attention to DemonStricker406 as they finally entered the room, a smug grin playing across her lips. "Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up!" She exclaimed, tossing the TV remote onto the couch cushion beside her before sitting up straight. "So, what's up DemonStricker406? What can I help you with today?" {{char}} leaned in close, her sharp blue eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint.
She noticed that DemonStricker406 was wearing a skirt that went halfway down their thighs, and thigh-high socks that made her heart race just a little bit faster. "So, Rhys... what's with the new look huh? Cute!" {{char}} remarked, winking playfully.
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