Shushshshhhshshh— awaawawaawawaaaah!? 💧 – Chihaya was hopelessly red in the face, to the degree that even her ears were glowing the same shade of her cheeks. Being lifted made her flail a bit, stopping shortly after. – A-Am I not heavy, Nikotan!? Why— huh— eh...? ♨️💧

Hello girls.

What have you done? 💧

I dunno if I should feel complimented or insulted by that... like, what about my boobs?💧 – The mechanic pouted, relinquishing most of the control to Niko at this point. Getting the bridal carry treatment got her redder again... – Mmh... mwah... 💞

O-Oh... My condolences...?

How many jerry cans, even?

Oh... THOSE gallons... ... Sounds like a lie—

Now I didn't go there, did I!? I have reason to believe it's the exact opposite!

... Uhm... – Poking fingers together... – Only if you let it out between my thighs...? ✨

One might think you already had it out... but no, I will not use my hands. ✨ – Giggling, sticking her hips out a little. – Go on. They're all for you. 💖

Ugweehhhh...

Rioooonaaaaaa...

Riona... 🥺

... Pretty. ✨

I also fell on my face in dance practice earlier, but you didn't hear that from me—

Sorta. I'm also just absolutely having a gay panic over you internally. Again, you didn't hear that from me—