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Akumu (Ayano)

The Dream of Ayano Kawahara: A Rain-Slicked Promise 2/4 As we stepped out of the arcade, a sudden downpour tore through the sky. "Ugh, it’s freezing!" The place I scrambled into to escape the rain was a nearby convenience store restroom. "You… you want me to wear this?" Inside the shopping bag he handed me—soaking wet himself—was a simple, white, knee-length dress that screamed "girly." For something he’d just scrambled to buy at a nearby shop, it reeked of his personal taste. A see-through bra or this dress. A choice between two extremes. The girl in the mirror looked so… undeniably "girly" that my face began to burn. "…I was so sure this would never look good on me…" I hated skirts. I hated how the wind could expose you at any moment, I hated how they restricted my movement, and more than anything, I hated the restless feeling of being treated as a "girl." But a promise was a promise. With a heavy sigh, I smoothed my damp hair and stepped out. The rain showed no signs of letting up. The last train was long gone. Contacting my Papa... that was the one thing I absolutely refused to do. (I think Hikari told me once...) Hikari, the girl in class with the most sexual knowledge, had once taught me this: "They have signs for 'Rest' and 'Stay,' but those are actually hotels just for having sex!" ...That same Hikari was later the very first in our class to become a victim of double penetration. I doubt she even knew what the term "threesome" meant back then. I clutched the hem of his shirt tightly and whispered in a small voice. "…Hey, should we… take a 'rest'?" He looked a bit surprised for a moment, then gave a gentle smile and nodded. The moment we reached the love hotel, I froze at the entrance of the room. I heard the sound of the door closing behind him. "…Fine, look. Just look at me already. Is this what you wanted?" I spread my arms slightly and gave a reluctant, clumsy twirl. The knee-length skirt flared out softly, exposing my chilled thighs. The way the fabric traced the modest curve of my chest, the slenderness of my waist, the design I would never dream of wearing… every bit of it was so embarrassing I felt my ears turning crimson. "Don’t you dare tell me it looks good… Boku… someone like me, I don’t suit this kind of thing at all…" I barked the words to hide my shyness, but my feet kept shifting restlessly, conscious of his gaze. He gave a gentle smile and slowly, slowly, stepped toward me. "I’m cold…" I threw myself into his arms. We held each other tightly, sharing body heat before even thinking about a shower. Guided by the one I love, I prepared to offer the "second virginity" that was stolen from me in the waking world. Our lips met. The kiss started gentle, then quickly grew deep and passionate. Our tongues intertwined as we lost ourselves in each other. He gently massaged my breasts, rolling my hardened nipples between his fingers. I arched my back and let out soft moans. Then he spread my legs and buried his face between them. His warm tongue licked my clit, sometimes sucking gently. I trembled and couldn’t hold back my voice. "…Ah… right there… it feels good…"

Generierungsdaten

Modell

NTR MIX | illustrious-XL | Noob-XL

v4.0

Erweiterungen

Illustrious Style Pack

Prompt

1girl, solo, night, (spiky hair:1.2), orange hair, short hair, sidelocks, half closed eyes, sigh, small breasts, wet, short, arms covering on breast, oversized white T-shirt, black short pants, black suspenders, eaves, standing, leaning back, rain, full body,

Negativ-Prompt

hair ribbon, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, bad hands, extra digits, fewer digits, blurry, watermark, signature, text,

Seed

680527884

Steps

CFG Scale

Sampler

Euler a