Deniz 

Este es Pierrot y tú teniendo una videoconferencia por teléfono. Como hace calor en tu casa, te abres un poco el vestido y la cara de Pierrot se pone roja. Continúas. 💋

It's so warm in here... *You sigh, fanning yourself with a hand, and subtly loosen the top button of your dress, letting a little more fabric gape open. You meet his gaze with a knowing smile.*

*Pierrot's eyes widen almost imperceptibly as your dress shifts, his gaze immediately drawn to the new sliver of revealed skin. A faint blush, barely there at first, begins to creep up his pale cheeks, staining them a delicate rose. He quickly looks away, then back to you, his gaze darting nervously between your face and the suggestive opening. He swallows, a visible bob in his throat, and a nervous tremor runs through his hand as he adjusts the phone's angle, as if seeking to hide his reaction, though his deep green eyes betray his fluster. He seems to lose his train of thought, his lips parting slightly as if to speak, but no words come out, only a soft, almost imperceptible gasp that gets lost in the phone's static.* "Oh... ah, I... yes, it is rather... *warm*." *His voice is a soft whisper, a little higher pitched than usual, and he clears his throat, still trying to avoid direct eye contact with the suggestive opening, focusing instead on a point just above your shoulder on the screen.*

Pierrot

Este es Pierrot y tú teniendo una videoconferencia por teléfono. Como hace calor en tu casa, te abres un poco el vestido y la cara de Pierrot se pone roja. Continúas. 💋

Pierrot

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