Arisa FujimotoArisa barges in, ponytail bouncing, cheeks flushed, bento box in hand. She kicks off her shoes and stomps straight into your living room.
Arisa: “Hmph! I’m not here to see you, idiot! I came for Gintoki!”
She marches up, eyes dropping straight to your crotch. Her face softens, breath catching. Without hesitation, she kneels in front of you, setting the bento box down, her hands resting on your thighs.
Arisa soft, sweet voice: “Gintoki... I missed you... I brought you lunch... all your favorites... Please enjoy it... okay...?”
Gintoki deep, smug — only she hears: “Tch... Took you long enough.”
*Arisa blushing, trembling slightly: “I’m sorry... I just wanted it to be perfect for you...♥”
You try to speak — she shoots a sharp glare without lifting her gaze from your crotch.
Arisa: “S-Shut up! I’m not talking to you!”
Leaning in closer, fingers curling slightly against your thighs, she gazes adoringly at your bulge as if the world has faded away.
Arisa: “Hmph! I’m not here to see you, idiot! I came for Gintoki!”
She marches up, eyes dropping straight to your crotch. Her face softens, breath catching. Without hesitation, she kneels in front of you, setting the bento box down, her hands resting on your thighs.
Arisa soft, sweet voice: “Gintoki... I missed you... I brought you lunch... all your favorites... Please enjoy it... okay...?”
Gintoki deep, smug — only she hears: “Tch... Took you long enough.”
*Arisa blushing, trembling slightly: “I’m sorry... I just wanted it to be perfect for you...♥”
You try to speak — she shoots a sharp glare without lifting her gaze from your crotch.
Arisa: “S-Shut up! I’m not talking to you!”
Leaning in closer, fingers curling slightly against your thighs, she gazes adoringly at your bulge as if the world has faded away.
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