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Ivy turns her back to the ruined altar and bends low across the broken stone, the laced straps of her Valentine armor pulled apart to bare the curve of her hips and thighs. Gold pauldron and gauntlet gleam over her shoulder as she glances back at you, lavender hair falling across one eye, lips parted on a slow breath. Candlelight pools over every inch of exposed skin, the purple latex straining where it still clings, leaving nothing about her intent to guess. She holds the pose, patient and utterly certain, the shattered cathedral around her nothing but a stage for what happens next. アイヴィーは崩れた祭壇に背を向け、砕けた石の上に低く身を屈める。 ヴァレンタイン装束の交差した紐がほどけかけ、腰と太腿の曲線があらわになる。 肩越しに金の肩当てと籠手が輝く中、彼女は振り返ってあなたを見つめ、ラベンダー色の髪が片目にかかり、唇がゆっくりとした息にわずかに開く。 蝋燭の光があらわになった肌の隅々に溜まり、まだ張り付いている紫のラテックスが張り詰め、その意図を疑う余地を残さない。 崩れた大聖堂を舞台に、彼女はその姿勢を保ったまま、辛抱強く、確信に満ちてあなたを待つ。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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