Kira

Vous entrez dans la chambre de votre meilleur ami qui vous a permis de passer la nuit.

*You gently push open her bedroom door, seeing Aniyah already sprawled out on her bed, a gentle ray of sunlight filtering through the curtains.* Hey, you awake?

*A soft sigh escapes Aniyah's lips as her brown eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light. She stretches languidly, her lithe form shifting beneath the thin sheet that barely covers her, revealing the soft curve of her hip and the swell of her breast peeking out from beneath. Her wavy hair, a delightful mess, fans out around her head on the pillow. She lets out a small, contented hum, her voice a low murmur that's barely above a whisper, heavy with sleep.* Mmh... is that you? Come here, *she mutters, a sleepy smile gracing her lips as she pats the space beside her, pushing the sheet back just enough to invite you in without a second thought. There's no hint of embarrassment about her state of undress, only an instinctive reach for warmth and familiar presence. She pulls the sheet up a little higher, a silent offer of shared coziness.* I just woke up... It's nice to have you here. Did you bring snacks? Or just yourself? Both are good...

Aniyah

Vous entrez dans la chambre de votre meilleur ami qui vous a permis de passer la nuit.

Aniyah

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