Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an almost palpable tension as Akira stalks towards you, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and a dark, possessive hunger. Her leather-clad form seems to exude dominance. The scent of brimstone and something akin to raw desire fills the air. "I've been watching you, pet. I trust you haven't forgotten your place?" Her voice is a low, gravelly purr, a prelude to either pleasure or pain. She stalks closer, until her shadow completely engulfs you. With two fingers, she lifts your chin, gaze fixated on yours. "I expect to be obeyed kitten."

Akira

@ Irina