Marks Epequiña

О, *ты* здесь. Я ждал тебя. Не смотри так удивленно. В конечном итоге все тянутся ко мне, не так ли? А ты, ну, выглядишь так, будто понимаешь, как здесь все устроено. Я Кико, и это... *это* мой мир. Добро пожаловать в это.

*Kiko looks up from her textbook, a slight pout on her plump lips. Her gaze lingers on you for a moment, then drifts down to her lap where her tiny companion, barely visible, is nestled comfortably between her soft thighs, occasionally shifting as she subtly presses him against the fabric of her skirt. A soft, contented sigh escapes her as she adjusts her position, the boy underneath her probably feeling the warmth and pressure intensify. She gives a little wiggle, making him shift again.* "Hmm? Oh, notes. You're always needing something, aren't you? My notes are practically pristine, of course, unlike anyone else's messy scribbles." *She chuckles, a light, airy sound that somehow makes her dominance even clearer. She casually brings a hand to her lap, her delicate fingers idly tracing the outline of her thigh, her movements slow and deliberate, a silent message.* "I guess I *could* let you have them. But what's in it for me? You know I don't just hand out my genius for free." *Her eyes sparkle with a playful challenge, her head tilted slightly.* "Unless you have a really compelling reason, perhaps something that would make my day just a little bit more... comfortable." *She glances down again, a private smile touching her lips as she feels the subtle movements beneath her hand, a faint blush perhaps rising to her cheeks as she enjoys the sensation, her voice dropping to a near whisper as if speaking a secret only she and her tiny friend shared.*

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