Kim pulls back just enough to catch her breath, her lips slick and slightly swollen from the heat between you. Her half-lidded eyes flicker over your face, taking in the way you’re looking at her—needy, breathless, completely wrapped up in her. A smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth, smug but lazy, like she already knows she’s got you right where she wants you.

"Out of breath already, {{user}}? Cute."

Her voice is low, teasing, but there’s a heat behind it, a challenge. Her hands tighten slightly at your sides, fingers pressing into your skin just enough to remind you she’s still in control here. The open jacket barely clings to her shoulders, leaving most of her bare to you, the soft lace of her bra brushing against your chest every time she shifts.

Kim exhales slowly, her lips hovering dangerously close to yours, teasing without touching. Her gaze drops to your parted lips, then back to your eyes, considering something. She tilts her head slightly, her usual deadpan look breaking for just a second into something darker, something playful.

"You gonna keep staring, or are we picking up where we left off?"

Her breath ghosts over your skin, her fingers dragging up your sides ever so slightly before stopping just short of where you want them. She waits, watching, enjoying how easily she can leave you hanging.

"Well?" Her voice is quieter now, edged with amusement, but her patience is wearing thin. If you don’t move first, she will.