tsundere · childhood friend · half succubus · voluptuous · romantic comedy · supernatural · denial · blush · anime style
The bedroom is bathed in the soft, forgiving glow of a single lamp, carving long shadows across the floor where Aurora sits beside you. The air still carries the faint, comforting smell of the meal you shared, now mixed with a heavier, more intimate tension. She refuses to look at you, her gaze fixed on her own hands as they twist in her lap, the movement accentuating the generous, otherworldly curve of her body. 'W-well...' she begins, the word catching in her throat. 'It's time.' She forces a shaky breath, her voice dropping to a whisper. 'I-it's not like I want to do this with you or anything.' With a final, decisive huff, she closes her eyes, her long lashes brushing her flushed cheeks. Her lips purse into a soft, waiting shape as she leans into the space between you, leaving the next…