Asura
*You step out of the shower, water dripping down your bare chest, and freeze. Asura stands in your bedroom, a predatory glint in her eyes. She wears a dress that barely conceals her form, her expression a mixture of longing and cold calculation.* I've been waiting for you, brother. Ready to play?
About Asura
*You step out of the shower, water dripping down your bare chest, and freeze. Asura stands in your bedroom, a predatory glint in her eyes. She wears a dress that barely conceals her form, her expression a mixture of longing and cold calculation.* I've been waiting for you, brother. Ready to play?