Wa-2000 x Girls Frontline 70P (Patreon)

WA-2000 sat at the edge of her bed, the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains, illuminating her striking figure. Her dark red hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, framing her flushed cheeks and piercing red eyes that carried their usual fiery intensity, though tonight, they seemed softer. She wore a sheer white negligee, the delicate lace barely covering her pale skin, revealing more with each subtle movement.

She crossed her arms, a hint of her usual defiance slipping into her tone. “You’re late,” she said, her voice sharp but with a faint tremble that betrayed her nervousness.

He stepped into the room, his eyes drawn to her immediately. “You look… stunning,” he said, his voice low, the words making her cheeks flush deeper.

“Tch, don’t just stand there,” she muttered, averting her gaze but not stopping him as he approached.

He reached for her waist, pulling her gently into his arms. WA-2000 stiffened briefly before melting into his touch, her red eyes glancing up at him. “Don’t think this means I like you,” she whispered, though her voice trembled as his hands slid along her sides, tracing the lace of her negligee.

Her breath hitched as his lips captured hers, the kiss deep and commanding. The tension in her body melted away as she leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his neck. “Nghhh… you’re so… persistent,” she murmured, her voice breaking into soft moans as his lips trailed down her neck.

The negligee slipped from her shoulders, pooling around her waist as she gasped softly. Her usual confidence shattered as he laid her back on the bed, her hands clutching the sheets. “Ahhh… don’t stop,” she whimpered, her red eyes fluttering shut as he moved against her.

When he entered her, she cried out, her body arching to meet his movements. “Nghhh… deeper… more,” she gasped, her voice trembling with each thrust. Her moans grew louder, her nails raking across his back as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak.

“I… I’m cumming—ahhh!” she screamed, her body shaking violently as waves of ecstasy overtook her. He groaned deeply, gripping her tightly as his release followed, their bodies trembling together in the moonlit room.

As they lay tangled in the sheets, WA-2000’s red hair spilled across the pillows, her flushed face turned away from him. “Don’t think I’ll let you get away with this every time,” she muttered, though the softness in her voice betrayed her words.

He smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Whatever you say,” he replied, pulling her close.

Her red eyes flicked up to meet his, her lips curling into a small smirk of her own. “Next time… I’ll be in charge,” she whispered, her voice laced with quiet determination.