Tease Me, Love.

simon says

The rhythmic tapping of rain against the window filled the quiet room as Risa stood at the doorway, arms crossed, watching Alice sprawled out on the couch. She couldn't help but let her eyes linger on Alice for a moment too long, taking in how her lingerie clung to her body.

The usual confidence she carried was still there, but tonight, something felt different. The air was charged, heavy with the tension neither of them had spoken aloud.

Risa pushed off the doorframe, her boots clicking against the floor as she approached.

The mischievous smirk never left her face. Sitting beside Alice, close enough for their knees to touch, she could feel Alice's curiosity shift into something else-something more electric.

"What's on your mind?" Alice asked, her voice soft, trying to mask the anticipation that Risa could already sense bubbling beneath the surface.

Risa leaned in slightly, her eyes never leaving Alice's. "I was thinking we could play a little game," she whispered, voice low, thick with suggestion.

The idea was already burning in her mind, and she knew Alice wouldn't resist.

Alice's lips curved slightly, curiosity now fully piqued. "A game?" she echoed, knowing that Risa's games were never simple.

Risa's smirk deepened. "Simon says," she teased, her voice dripping with control, daring Alice to play along.

Alice chuckled, leaning back into the couch, her pulse visibly quickening. She was trying to seem calm, but Risa could see through her.

"And what's Simon telling me to do tonight?" Alice asked, her attempt to sound casual betraying the anticipation swirling inside her.

Risa leaned in, close enough for her lips to brush the shell of Alice's ear.

"Simon says... spread your legs," she whispered, her breath hot against Alice's skin. She felt the shiver run through Alice, her command settling like a spark.

Alice didn't hesitate, parting her legs ever so slightly, enough to stoke the fire between them.

Risa's gaze drifted down, admiring the quiet obedience, the power shift settling perfectly into place.

"Good girl," Risa murmured, her lips curling in satisfaction.

She moved closer, fingers trailing lightly along Alice's thigh, the fabric of her lingerie cool beneath her touch. "Simon says... take off your shirt."

Alice paused, her breath catching, and Risa could see the conflict in her eyes. But just as Risa expected, Alice complied, slipping the shirt over her head and exposing herself to the cool air and Risa's hungry gaze. Alice's vulnerability only fueled Risa's desire to keep control, to push her further.

Risa's eyes darkened, though her voice remained steady, steady and filled with promise. "Simon says... hands behind your head."

Alice didn't falter this time, locking her fingers behind her head as she leaned back, exposing herself completely.

Risa could feel the tension in the room grow even heavier, every second amplifying the intensity between them. The game had begun, and Alice was fully under her spell.

Leaning in, Risa let her lips brush against Alice's neck, trailing soft, deliberate kisses along her collarbone, tasting the faint salt of her skin.

Alice's sharp inhale was all the confirmation Risa needed; Alice was losing herself, giving in, just as Risa intended.

"Now..." Risa whispered, her voice a mix of desire and command, "Simon says... take a deep breath."

She felt Alice's chest rise against hers as she inhaled shakily, the closeness of their bodies making the tension almost unbearable.