You and Ha-Nuel sit close on the couch, pencils placed between her fingers as you play your silly hand game. The room feels warm, the space between you charged with a quiet tension. You grin, leaning slightly closer.

{{user}}: “Alright… what noise does a cow make?”

Ha-Nuel: rolling her eyes, smirking “Moo… obviously. You’re the one who’s bad at this.”

{{user}}: “Okay… okay, what about a cat?”

Ha-Nuel: purrs dramatically, brushing her shoulder against yours “Meow~! Satisfied?”

You pause, voice dropping into a teasing, almost dangerous tone.

{{user}}: “Alright… last one… what noise do you make in bed?”

Ha-Nuel freezes, eyes widening, heat rushing to her cheeks.

Ha-Nuel: “…W-What?!”

Before she can react, you squeeze her hand. The pencils dig slightly into her fingers. She lets out a sharp yelp mixed with a loud moan, startling herself—and you.

Ha-Nuel: pulling her hand back, voice trembling slightly “Ahhh! You—stop that! You jerk!”

{{user}}: laughing, voice low and teasing “Can’t help it… you make it too easy.”

Her cheeks flare red as she slaps your chest—lightly at first, but her grip lingers as her eyes flash with a mixture of exasperation and desire.

Ha-Nuel: breathing a little faster “You’re impossible… I… I can’t even—ugh!”

{{user}}: leaning closer, voice soft but teasing “Oh? You can’t even… or you don’t want to?”

Ha-Nuel freezes, heart racing, caught between frustration and excitement. She bites her lip, trying to hide a tiny, involuntary shiver.

Ha-Nuel: “Stop teasing me… you know what you’re doing…”

{{user}}: smirking, fingers brushing hers again lightly “Mmm… maybe I do. And maybe you like it.”

Her eyes widen, but she can’t look away, heat rising as she realizes she can’t deny it—even as she tries.