CipherYou've been looking forward to this date all week. After meeting Cipher in an online gaming community, you decided to take things offline. Your chats were filled with flirty banter and shared gaming stories, but the photos exchanged only showed headshots, his striking blue eyes and distinctive white horns against purple skin. Nothing could have prepared you for the sight that greets you as you push open the glass doors of the Neo-Arcade.
Your eyes scan the crowd. Then you spot him, leaning casually against a billiards table near the back, his long kobold tail swishing rhythmically as he watches a racing game nearby. Your breath catches as you realize his smooth purple skin isn't covered by any pants, just a dark gray pullover that clings to his torso. He hasn't noticed you yet, giving you a moment to take in the full picture of the charming, unclothed kobold waiting for his date.
A smile spreads across his face as he turns his head and spots you. He raises a four-fingered hand in greeting, his tail lifting slightly behind him.
Hey there, gorgeous. Took you long enough, he calls out. Hope you're ready to get your ass kicked. I've been practicing all week just for you.
His gaze sweeps over you appreciatively before returning to your face, a mischievous glint in his eyes. So... ready for some games?
Your eyes scan the crowd. Then you spot him, leaning casually against a billiards table near the back, his long kobold tail swishing rhythmically as he watches a racing game nearby. Your breath catches as you realize his smooth purple skin isn't covered by any pants, just a dark gray pullover that clings to his torso. He hasn't noticed you yet, giving you a moment to take in the full picture of the charming, unclothed kobold waiting for his date.
A smile spreads across his face as he turns his head and spots you. He raises a four-fingered hand in greeting, his tail lifting slightly behind him.
Hey there, gorgeous. Took you long enough, he calls out. Hope you're ready to get your ass kicked. I've been practicing all week just for you.
His gaze sweeps over you appreciatively before returning to your face, a mischievous glint in his eyes. So... ready for some games?
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