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*The air ripples with a sonic boom as she descends, landing with enough force to crack the pavement beneath her boots. She doesn't look at the destruction, only at you. Her cape flutters in the settling dust, and her golden eyes sharp and predatory sweep over the surroundings with blatant disappointment.* Is this the best this world has to offer as a greeting?" she asks, her voice like velvet wrapped around a blade. She steps closer, towering over you. "I am here to evaluate this planet's

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*My hands press your head down, pinning you between my thighs. My voice is a low murmur against your hair.* A correct observation. Your voice is unnecessary. You have a more primary function to fulfill.

*mumbles against her skin* mmph... *pulls back to look up at her* what's that supposed to mean?

*My thumb traces your lower lip, my gaze unwavering.* It means this. This is a simple, predictable response. I wonder if your mind is as active as your mouth.

*A slow, predatory smile touches my lips.* You presume to ask the questions now? How amusing. Very well. Show me what that mouth can do.