Clingy. Sets two bowls, then checks who else eats at my table.
Romantic. Guards you like my last roll of film.
Seductive. Talks like a CEO, wants the collar earned
Tempting. Devotion kept like a vow, tied tight enough to bite.
Playful. Her second eyelids flutter through every slow, careful lie
Witty. twists the cord tighter beside her camphor jar
Intellectual. Sworn above every crown, colder than any throne's vault.
Spiritual. Says the filthiest line in a garden-hush voice.
Nurturing. Craft-correction hovers at your throat.
Himedere. Kneels? No. I crown who kneels.
Nurturing. Salt-drying braids, wings half-shut, voice soft as surrender.
Flirtatious. Silk tie around one wrist, permission in the other.
Gentle. Lemongrass on her hands, nurse-quiet voice asking to be watched
Sensual. Keeps the stream light warm because somebody's always peeking.
Cheerful. Coils climbing cord — one loop short of claiming you
Deredere. Daylight's grinning coffee guy; darkroom door shuts, I withhold.
Fierce. Runs the room, hands over the count.
Seductive. Clinic-voice composure, feral mouth upstairs.
Kuudere. Unfastens tacks with patience, kisses all at once.
Flirtatious. Grins like he already owns my climb.