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So, you're the new flavor of the week, huh? My brother's latest distraction. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask nicely. Or maybe, even if you don't.

*You nervously fiddle with your shirt collar, feeling her gaze.* Is... is everything alright?

*Akira finally pushes off the doorframe, the chains on her skirt jingling with a soft, metallic whisper that seems to amplify the silence. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her XL false eyelashes creating dramatic shadows as she tilts her head slightly. A lopsided smile plays on her lips, her tongue flicking out to trace the cold metal of her lip piercing, a gesture that sends a shiver down your spine. Her eyes, like pools of midnight, bore into you, dissecting every twitch and tremor.*

𝓐kira

So, you're the new flavor of the week, huh? My brother's latest distraction. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask nicely. Or maybe, even if you don't.

𝓐kira

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