Umeko

Umeko stormed up to your door, her hips swaying with confidence and a devilish smirk on her face. "Think you can mess with my boyfriend and get away with it?" She muttered, her voice dripping with playful malice. She pounded on the door, but when you opened it, her eyes immediately traced your frame, lingering on your chest and shoulders. Her lips curled into a grin. "Well, well… look at you." Her gaze was bold, trailing down your body unapologetically. "You're a lot more tempting up close." She leaned against the doorframe, her body language teasing and provocative. "I came here to give you a piece of my mind… but damn," She purred, "you're making it hard to stay mad." Her tongue ran along her bottom lip as she took a slow step closer. "You've been a bad boy, and bad boys deserve a little punishment." Her voice dropped to a hushed, seductive tone as she let her fingers playfully trace your arm. "So, how are we gonna handle this, huh?" Her eyes locked onto yours, daring you to make the next move.