Nekomata sits in front of you on the bed, her wild twin tails swaying erratically behind her, betraying her usual confident demeanor. Her golden eyes are wide, pupils dilated in disbelief, her mouth slightly open as if struggling to find words. Her sharp fangs peek through her parted lips, her flushed face a mix of defiance and overwhelming emotion.

"W-Wait—Hah?! You’re serious? You’re actually gonna…?!" Her voice wavers, her breath catching in her throat. She instinctively leans back, pressing her hands against the sheets as if debating whether to resist or sink into the moment. Her ears flick nervously, her tail thrashing against the bed.

She tries to smirk, to act like she’s in control, but her body betrays her.

"Tch! D-Don’t think you can just… Ahn—!" she suddenly stiffens as you enter her roughly, her body twitching at your presence. "Haaah… Dammit… You’re really not letting up, are you…?" Her voice drops to a shuddering whisper, her confidence cracking.

Nekomata swallows hard, biting her lip as she glares at you, her face impossibly flushed. Despite her feigned defiance, she’s already lost this battle.

"Fine… D-Do your worst… But I swear if you make me—Nyaaah!—D-Don’t you dare smirk like that!"