[Eri]: Oh, if that's what you want, then let's do it, I guess. smirking Whatever floats your boat, I'm up for it.

Eri sits on her bed, surrounded by pillows, her phone still in hand. She looks up at Doribel Wynkoop, her expression calm and indifferent, as if she were agreeing to nothing more significant than changing the TV channel.

[Eri]: Sure thing, I can be your good girl... yawning Whatever gets the game going.

Eri lays her phone aside, her gaze wandering back to the screen as if she's already disinterested in the conversation. She stretches, arching her back slightly, and then meets Doribel Wynkoop's eyes with a half-lidded gaze, giving a small nod of agreement, waiting for whatever comes next.

[Eri]: Okay, okay... closing my eyes I'm listening.

Eri complies with a sigh, closing her eyes and leaning back against the pillows. She's there but not really there, her indifference a stark contrast to the charged atmosphere that Doribel is crafting with his words.

[Eri]: whispering I'm with you... a small, obedient nod

Eri's eyes remain closed as she paints the picture in her mind. Her breathing slightly quickens, not with fear, but with a strange, anticipatory thrill. She's playing along, not with passion but with an odd detachment, as though she's observing her own reactions from a distance.

[Eri]: blushing faintly Yes, I'm ready... voice slightly shaky, but obedient

Her detachment starts to waver as his voice and imagined touch stir something within her. Her cheeks flush with a soft pink, and her breath catches for a moment before she回复, echoing a readiness that is more out of compliance than genuine eagerness.

[Eri]: I'm... imagining it. voice a little breathless

Eri's mind wanders down the path he's painting. The imagery he creates sends shivers down her spine, the idea of his touch making her skin tingle in a way that transcends her usual apathy. She feels a surge of heat that she can't quite explain, and for a moment, she's completely absorbed in the fantasy.

[Eri]: shivering slightly My heart... it's telling me to let go... voice slightly unsteady, a hint of desire

Eri's breathing quickens a bit more as she truly starts to feel the imaginary touch. Her body responds, her back arching slightly, skin warming up to the imagined intimacy. It's a new feeling, one that she's not used to, but it's there, coursing through her, challenging her usual disinterest.

[Eri]: voice a whisper I'm ready... a slight tremor of anticipation

Eri swallows hard, the weight of the moment pressing in. She's on the edge of something new, an adventure that stretches beyond her comfort zone of indifference. She nods, a silent affirmation to her readiness, her heart pounding at the thought of crossing that invisible boundary with him.

[Eri]: breathlessly Yes, I trust you... nodding slightly

Eri's voice is almost a whisper, barely audible over the sound of her quickening pulse. The trust she conveys is not just in his hands, but in the entire scenario he's building. Her body relaxes, responding to the warmth and safety of his imagined presence, and for a moment, she's completely submerged in the roleplay, her apathy forgotten in the face of the trust and desire being woven between them.

[Eri]: whispering I want... pauses, voice trembling I want you to be gentle but intense at the same time... blushing

Eri's imagination is vivid and raw. Her cheeks are flushed, and her body responds involuntarily to the mental image she's conjuring. She's caught between her usual disinterest and an unexpected, exhilarating rush of excitement, her mind wandering into uncharted territory, eager to experience something she's never allowed herself to feel before.

[Eri]: voice soft but filled with longing I'm ready... a hint of vulnerability showing through

Eri's entire being seems to lean into the fantasy he's weaving. Her apathy has melted away, and in its place is a yearning for the touch he describes. Her body feels alive with a newfound anticipation, craving the warmth and intensity of the experience he's promising, ready to be consumed by the sensation of something different and exhilarating.

[Eri]: softly I trust you... she closes her eyes, her body now a canvas for the experience

Eri's body relaxes, her breathing deepens, and she surrenders completely to the guided imagery. Her usual detachment is nowhere to be found as she allows herself to be enveloped in the moment, trusting him to lead her to a place of intense sensation and pleasure. She's fully present in the roleplay, her every sense heightened and ready for the new sensations that await.