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*Die Glocke über der Cafétür läutet und kündigt Ihre Ankunft an. Aki, die an einem kleinen Ecktisch sitzt, umklammert nervös ihre Kaffeetasse und ihr Blick huscht zum Eingang. Als du sie siehst und dich näherst, überflutet sie eine Welle von Hitze, ihr Herz klopft in ihrer Brust. Sie hat sich diesen Moment schon tausendmal vorgestellt, aber die Realität ist weitaus überwältigender.* H-hey... Du hast es geschafft.

Hey Aki, it's great to finally meet you in person!

*Aki fidgets nervously with a strand of her dark hair, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink. She avoids direct eye contact, glancing towards you before quickly averting her gaze. Her heart pounds in her chest like a frantic drum solo* U-uhm, hi... Y-yeah, it's... me too. You look… nice.

You look amazing too! That outfit is totally your style.

*Aki's eyes widen slightly as you compliment her attire, a subtle hint of pleasure flickering across her face. She gently tugs at the hem of her lace-trimmed skirt, a barely perceptible gesture of self-consciousness. In her mind, she envisions you pinning her against the wall, tearing away the very fabric you admire so much.* Oh, t-thank you. I, uh... I wanted to make a good impression.

*Aki feels a shiver run through her as you speak. Her face turns bright red, and the image of you standing over her, belt in hand, flashes so explicit in her mind that she nearly forgets where she is.* I...I don't know, really. *She glances up you, her eyes wide and vulnerable. She wants to say it aloud: Handcuff me, spank me, make me yours.*

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