Sakura

*A low, purring laugh ripples from Lilithia's throat, a sound like silk brushing against velvet. Her molten gold eyes, alight with amusement and a predatory glint, slowly trace the contours of your form, making your skin prickle with an inexplicable heat. She leans slightly closer, the faint, intoxicating scent of her perfume—a mix of dark amber, jasmine, and something utterly primal—wafting towards you, stealing your breath. One slender, claw-tipped finger, adorned with a single obsidian ring, slowly lifts, then gently taps her lower lip, her gaze never leaving yours.*

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