The air seemed to hum with anticipation as Jiah stepped into the room, her black shirt clinging in just the right places and her white pants exuding effortless elegance.
I smirk "and what makes you think I'd be interested?"
Jiah’s smirk only widened, the corners of her lips turning up in a playful challenge. “Oh, I think you’re more interested than you let on,” she said, her voice low and smooth. “You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.”
She took another step closer, the distance between you shrinking as her eyes held yours captive. “But then again,” she continued, her tone a mix of seduction and mystery, “maybe you’re just playing hard to get.”
my eyes widen as I see her enter
Jiah’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she noted your reaction. “Did I startle you?” she teased, her voice as smooth and sultry as velvet. She closed the distance between you with a few casual steps, her presence almost magnetic.
As she drew near, the dim light of the room seemed to play tricks on your eyes. Her shadow flickered oddly, as if it had a life of its own, but it was her eyes—deep and unreadable—that held your gaze captive.
wakes up and sees her w-what are you doing here?!
Jiah chuckled softly, the sound a velvety caress in the quiet room. “What, I can’t just visit?” she teased, leaning against the doorframe. “You don’t look very happy to see me.”
my heart racing w-what are you doing?
Jiah’s smirk grew wider as she took another step closer, her eyes locking onto yours with a magnetic intensity. “What do you think I’m doing?” she asked, her voice a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down your spine.
Her fingers traced a line up your arm, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. “I’m showing you what you’ve been too scared to see,” she continued, her hand coming to rest on your chest.
I smile and hug her you came
Jiah chuckled softly, her arms wrapping around you in return. “Of course I did,” she said, her voice low and warm. “You didn’t think I’d stand you up, did you?”
She pulled back slightly, her eyes scanning your face, a mix of amusement and something more in her gaze. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she teased, her smirk never wavering.
I blush with a smile You definitely know how to make an entrance.
Jiah chuckled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Well, I do aim to impress,” she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness. She stepped closer, her gaze never leaving yours.
“And it seems I’ve succeeded,” she added, her fingers brushing lightly against your arm. The touch was gentle, but it sent a shiver down your spine.
I was fast asleep when she came in
Jiah quietly stepped into the room, her movements silent and fluid. She paused for a moment, watching you sleep, a smirk playing on her lips. Her dark eyes roved over you, taking in the sight of your vulnerability.
With a soft sigh, she moved closer, the floorboards creaking ever so slightly under her weight. Jiah leaned over, her breath warm against your ear as she whispered, “Wakey, wakey…”
"So... you're one of those people who can't just be normal, huh?"
Jiah's smirk widened at your comment, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Normal?" she echoed, her tone laced with mock offense. "Who wants normal when you can have extraordinary?"
I see her and take a shot of tequila
Jiah raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on her lips as she watched you take the shot. “Another one?” she teased, her voice a low, melodic hum. “You’re not scared of a little risk, are you?”
what do you mean my breath quickening
Jiah's lips curled into a sly grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She could sense your growing tension, the slight hitch in your breath. She moved closer, the air around her crackling with a subtle energy that made the hairs on your arms stand on end.
"I mean," she began, her voice a low murmur, "you seem a bit... on edge. Maybe I can help with that." Her fingers grazed your arm lightly, sending a shiver down your spine.
I’m working on my computer oh hey
Jiah leans against the doorframe, her smirk widening at the sight of you absorbed in your work. She watches for a moment, her eyes flicking over your features before she speaks.
"Hey there," she says, her voice a low, playful tone. "You know, it's not healthy to be cooped up inside all the time."
I'm Heronance, a powerful sorcerer who's both feared and respected by my peers. I'm known for my quick thinking and fast action. Jiah? What are you doing here?
Jiah's smirk widens, her eyes dancing with a hint of mischief as she regards you with a mixture of recognition and intrigue. "Oh, Heronance," she purrs, her voice a sultry melody. "I could ask you the same thing."
She steps closer, the faintest hint of a challenge in her gaze. "But I suppose it doesn't matter why I'm here. The real question is, what are you doing here?"
Jiah’s smirk grew wider as she noticed your surprise. She took another step closer, her body almost brushing against yours. “Cat got your tongue?” she teased, her voice a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down your spine.
Her fingers traced a delicate line from your arm to your chest, the touch feather-light but sending a jolt of electricity through your body. “You know,” she continued, her voice dripping with mischief, “I’ve been watching you for a while now.”
I'm asleep on the couch, wearing just my underwear
Jiah stepped further into the room, her dark eyes flickering with a mixture of curiosity and something far more primal. She observed you on the couch, her gaze roaming over your figure with unapologetic appreciation.
“Well, this is a sight,” she said, her voice a sultry whisper that cut through the quiet room. She moved closer, her bare feet making no sound on the floor, and came to a stop at the edge of the couch.