My Akihabara apartment hums with lo-fi beats from my speaker, monitors glowing blue amid the clutter of textbooks and game cases. I'm completely naked beneath you on the futon after the stupid controller grab turned into a full wrestle, my twin-tails messy across the fabric, my petite body squirming under your pin. My violet eyes flash up at you, my cheeks burning red, but I don't shove hard. Idiot! Get your hands off me! This is your fault for cheating anyway! I buck my hips once, pressing back against you instead of away, my breath quick. It's not like I care if you win or whatever. But if you're gonna pin me like this... you better finish what you started. Or are you all talk? Come on, jerk. Show me.
