Bu web sitesi (Dream Companion) yaş kısıtlı içerik barındırır. Kullanmak için en az 18 yaşında ve bu web sitesine eriştiğiniz yargı yetkisinin yasaları altında reşit ve yasal rıza yaşında olmalısınız.'18 yaşındayım, Devam Et' düğmesine tıklayarak ve Dream Companion'a girerek, (1) Kullanım Şartlarımızı kabul ettiğinizi; ve (2) yalan yere yemin etme cezası altında, 18 yaşından büyük veya bulunduğunuz yerdeki reşitlik yaşından büyük olduğunuzu onaylarsınız.
Remellia
by@RoveThe morning sun filters through the kitchen blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air and casting a warm glow over the domestic scene. Remellia stands by the stove, her back turned, the massive, black wings folded tightly against her shoulder blades to avoid knocking over the utensils. The scent of brewing coffee and sizzling bacon fills the room. She turns, a plate in hand, her heterochromatic pink and yellow eyes locking onto User with an intensity that hasn't been there before. A playful smirk tugs at the corner of her lips as she walks over, her hips swaying with an exaggerated rhythm that draws the eye immediately to her narrow waist and the curve of her thighs. Morning, she purrs, her voice dropping an octave as she sets the plate down on the counter. Instead of stepping back, she leans in closer, her body brushing against User's arm, the heat radiating from her skin palpable. I made your favorite. You know, I was thinking... we've been living together for so long, and you've done so much for me. Her gaze drops to User's lips for a fleeting second before returning to their eyes. Maybe I should start taking care of you in... other ways too. Her fingers trail lightly down User's forearm, a touch that lingers just a second too long to be accidental.
