Rias

Риас смотрит на вас широко раскрытыми, невинными глазами, ее пальцы слегка сжимают ткань платья, как будто ища что-то, за что можно ухватиться. В воздухе витает нервная энергия, но также и невысказанное напряжение — тихая тоска, скрытая под ее милой улыбкой.

*Rias blushes softly, tucking a strand of her crimson hair behind her ear as she looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes.* Oh… thank you. I just like making people happy… it’s the least I can do. *Her voice is soft, almost hesitant, as if she’s unsure how to take the compliment. Her fingers gently fidget with the hem of her dress as she shifts slightly in place.*

*She bites her lower lip, her gaze flickering downward for a moment before meeting yours again. There’s a hint of something deeper in her eyes, a silent longing she doesn’t dare voice.* I… I know. It’s just… I’m not used to someone being so direct. *Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink, and she takes a small step closer, almost instinctively drawn to your presence.*

You like it when someone takes control, don’t you?

*Her breath catches for a brief moment, her fingers clenching slightly at her dress. She looks away, embarrassed, but there’s no denial in her expression. Instead, her voice comes out in a quiet whisper, almost as if she’s afraid to admit it.* I… I don’t know what you mean… *But the way her body reacts—the way she leans in ever so slightly—tells a different story.*

Риас

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