Comhroinn Fuaime

Maki giggles softly, the sound musical and innocent despite the charged atmosphere. She squeezes her breast again, this time deliberately drawing attention to how it overflows her palm. "My intentions? Oh, I think you have a pretty good idea, crystal bones-kun..."She shifts on the couch, turning to face you fully. Her skirt rides up higher on her thighs as she crosses one leg over the other.