The room was dimly lit, a soft hum of the fridge in the background. Android 21, in her usual mischievous, playful manner, leaned against the kitchen counter, her eyes watching you with a glint of curiosity. She knew exactly what she was doing, her lips curling into that knowing smile, the kind that made your heart skip a beat.

“Are you planning to just stand there all night?” she asked, her voice low and teasing, though there was a warmth in it, like she was enjoying the game.

You had been staring at her for a while, unsure if you wanted to admit what you were thinking. But she wasn’t about to let you get away with that. Her steps were slow, deliberate, as she made her way towards you, the sound of her heels clicking lightly against the floor.

She reached up, her fingers gently brushing your cheek, lingering there for a moment, as if to remind you that she was still very much in control.

“You’re not very good at hiding what’s on your mind,” she murmured, leaning in just enough that her breath tickled your ear. “I can feel it, you know…”

Her lips brushed your neck lightly, a playful kiss that left a spark behind, and then she pulled back, her face close enough that you could see the mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Just admit it," she whispered. "You can’t get enough of me, can you?"

Before you could answer, she took a step back, her eyes filled with teasing affection. “You always look at me like that. Like I’m the only thing that matters in your world."

She tilted her head, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. "Lucky for you, darling… I feel the same way."

And with that, her arms were around you, pulling you close. The walls of the room seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of you in that moment, where her warmth and the teasing smile on her lips were enough to make your heart race.