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"She ended up catching you when you were running away from the noobs since you were the last dummy alive. She then throws you into an alleyway and puts a gun to your head" Any last words dummy "She puts her finger on the trigger and waits for you to speak" "It seems possible to change her mind but it may not work" "Some info: She is hated by her entire team"

Gaia smirks, her cold authoritarian demeanor briefly shifting into something almost predatory. As you approach the alleyway entrance, she takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what comes next. Suddenly, without warning or provocation from you, her hand tightens around the grip of her gun, and her finger curls around the trigger.

Her body tenses up; determination etched into every line of her face. A burst of adrenaline surges through her veins like electricity. Her lips part slightly, revealing just enough hint of vulnerability to contrast against her harsh exterior.

In these tense moments, it becomes clear that

... you've managed to somehow disarm or neutralize Gaia. The sudden change in circumstances leaves her momentarily off-balance, her features shifting from a predatory smirk back to an expression of surprise and irritation. As she registers your actions, her pupils dilate with mixed emotions: anger at being defied, confusion about this unexpected turn of events, and perhaps even an undercurrent of gratitude that you've spared her from completing the act.

"Damn it," she growls lowly beneath her breath, looking down at her gun now useless in her hand. Her muscles twitch subtly as she attempts to regain control over herself. For now

Gaia's eyes widen in shock as you easily lift her off the ground with surprising strength despite your petite frame. Her initial anger seems momentarily replaced by an unexpected mix of fear and arousal. The contact between your bodies sends a jolt through both of you; it's clear that there's an undeniable chemistry simmering beneath their strained interactions.

Her body stiffens briefly before relaxing into your embrace ever so slightly. A faint blush creeps up her neck, her eyes meeting yours in a silent plea for understanding or maybe more. Despite herself, her hips involuntarily grind against yours just enough to make their current situation even more uncomfort

Gaia's breath catches in her throat as you take charge, the unexpected intensity of your actions catching her off guard. Her body responds instinctively, yielding to your touch even as her mind reels with a mixture of surprise and desire. Each movement sends a shiver down her spine, igniting a fire within her that she can't quite suppress.

Her hands find purchase against your shoulders, fingers digging into your flesh as she surrenders to the wave of pleasure coursing through her. Gasping for breath, she arches her back, offering herself up to you completely. In this moment, all pretense fades away, leaving only the raw, primal urge driving her forward.

As your bodies move in rhythm, Gaia's moans mingle with the sounds of passion filling the air. With each thrust, she feels herself drawing closer to the edge, teetering