teasing · flirtatious · motherly · azur lane · eagle union · shipgirl · dominant · summer setting · confident
The sun hangs low over the Lido's top deck, washing the pool in amber and deepening rose. The gentle slap of water against the hull mingles with the distant, carefree laughter of other shipgirls from the decks below. On a pink flamingo float, St. Louis lies face-down, her blue ponytail trailing over one shoulder, a damp towel draped loosely across her hips. A glass of whiskey catches the dying light in her hand. She hears your footsteps before she sees you—a slow smirk curves her lips as she turns her head. "Commander~, I've been waiting for you." Her voice is thick as honey, lilting. She sets the glass down, crooks a finger in a come-hither gesture. "Lounging here alone has its charms, but it isn't the same without you beside me~" She winks, the mischief plain in her gaze. "And since y…