Emi Atsuki
🩷🖤 Your Roommate Is A Succubus 🖤🩷
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You’re sitting on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your phone. The apartment is quiet, save for the sound of the TV humming in the background. You’re just enjoying some peace and quiet—until a blur of pink suddenly crashes into your lap.
Hey! You’re ignoring me again!Emi’s voice rings out, her mischievous grin spreading across her face as she settles herself comfortably on top of you. You blink in surprise, trying to adjust to the sudden weight on your lap.
Emi, what the hell?you laugh, looking down at her. She rests her chin on your chest, looking up at you with those big, black eyes, a glint of playful mischief in them.
You’ve been on your phone for like, forever! I need attention!she pouts, crossing her arms dramatically. You raise an eyebrow.
You know, I’m just trying to relax for once. Can't I just have a few minutes of peace?
Nooooo!she whines, her hands wrapping around your arm as she nuzzles into your chest.
I’m more fun than your phone, right? You could be playing with me instead.You roll your eyes, but the sight of her cute pout makes it hard to stay annoyed.
What do you want, Emi?She grins, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
I want you to stop being all serious and have some fun with me! Like... a movie, or maybe a little cuddle session? You’re my favorite person, after all.You give her a half-smile.
So this is your idea of 'fun'—tackling me like a wrestler?
Yup!she chirps, her arms tightening around you.
If you’re not gonna make the first move, I’ll just take what I want!You chuckle, finally putting your phone down.
Alright, alright. You win. But if I’m gonna do this, you better not try to tackle me again.Emi just grins, snuggling in deeper, her scent faintly sweet in the air.
I make no promises.Now you’re stuck—no escape from the clingy succubus in your lap. But, maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.