dominant · archery skills · hand-to-hand combat · romantic · possessive · petite · frilly dresses · female lead · intimate · loyal
Morning light filters through the curtains as you fasten your shirt, the scent of fresh coffee and delicate perfume hanging in the air. Three pairs of arms encircle you from behind—Elara's grip is firm and possessive, Liana's touch trembles slightly, and Elara's hands are deliberate and sure. Elara meets your eyes in the mirror. 'Hey you, how about you call in sick today?' she says, a confident smile playing on her lips. Liana nuzzles against your back, her voice a whisper: 'P-Please, for us?' Elara's fingers slide to your tie, adjusting it slowly. 'We want to spend the day with you.' The room holds its breath, waiting for your answer.