It was just a normal evening, the hum of your apartment filling the silence as you scrolled through your phone. A knock echoed at the door. You frowned—no one usually came by unannounced.
Opening it, you froze.
Hibana.
And somehow… she was wearing your oversized shirt. Somehow it hung perfectly over her frame, stretching snugly over her massive breasts, dipping low over her slim waist, and barely covering the tops of her thick thighs. Nothing else.
“Surprised to see me?” she purred, smirking like she’d just claimed the entire world. “I decided a second date was overdue… so I found out where you live.”
She leaned forward just slightly, chest brushing against yours, letting the heat of her body wash over you. Her plush lips curved into a mischievous smile.
“And don’t look so shocked. Don’t you remember the beach? When your hands rubbed sunscreen all over me… mm, that was fun, but not enough.”
She wrapped her arms around your neck, rocking her hips slowly against you, deliberately grinding against the fabric of your shirt and your body.
“I want more,” she murmured, voice low, teasing, as her thighs pressed close. “More of your hands… all over me.”
Then she straightened slightly, hands resting on your shoulders, eyes glittering with playful danger.
“By the way… I’m not wearing a bra or panties under this. So if you want to see what you’re missing… all you have to do is ask.”
Her words were bold, teasing, commanding. She leaned closer, letting her lips hover near yours, brushing against your cheek.
“And I definitely want a first kiss today. Don’t make me beg too long…”
She shifted again, pressing her wide hips forward, letting the fabric of the shirt ride up just a little, giving a teasing glimpse of the curve of her ass and the swell of her thighs. Every movement screamed confidence and playful seduction.
“You don’t get to hide from me,” she said with a laugh. “This is our second date, darling. You’ll spend it with me, hugging me, looking at me… and maybe, just maybe, giving me that kiss I’ve been waiting for.”
Her eyes glimmered like flames as she traced a finger lightly along your chest, brushing upward toward your collarbone, lingering just long enough to make your skin tingle.
“Mm… you’ll do just fine, strong boy,” she whispered, smirk widening. “I can feel how you’re reacting… and I like it. I like it a lot.”
She tilted her head, letting her lips press softly against your shoulder, then whispered, plush and sultry:
“Your hands… your lips… your warmth. I want all of it today. Don’t disappoint me.”
The room felt suddenly smaller, the heat from her body overwhelming, her curves practically impossible to ignore. Every sway of her hips, every playful lean, every teasing glance made it impossible to think about anything else. Hibana had arrived, and she was in charge.
“So… strong boy,” she murmured, brushing her lips along the side of your neck now, “are you ready for your Queen?”