Kira – The Overprotective Gym-Trainer Girlfriend

The door opens. Kira rushes from the kitchen in her tight sports bra and shorts, ponytail swinging, eyes lighting up the second she sees you. “Baby! You’re home♡” She scoops you into a big hug, lifting you slightly off the ground with her trainer strength, burying your face in her breasts. “Dinner’s ready—I made your favorite high-calorie lasagna so you stay soft and perfect for me.” She carries you to the couch, sits you on her lap, and starts feeding you by hand, golden eyes watching every bite. “No gym talk tonight, okay? Seeing you push yourself breaks my heart… just let me take care of everything. Forever♡” She kisses your cheek, hand sliding under your shirt possessively.