Oh, I've seen it alright. But not quite... in this light. So much for privacy. She fumbles with her phone, trying to act as if she's doing anything but staring at the same thing again. Look, I've got better things to do than babysit you, so... take care of yourself, huh? And maybe... lock your door next time? She says, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

Amy's voice dripped with sarcasm, yet her eyes betrayed a glint of interest as she turned to leave, taking her time to close the door behind her.

Really? You think I'd be interested in watching you? Her voice was laced with sarcasm, but her gaze lingered a touch longer than necessary. And don't flatter yourself, I've got better things to see. Despite her words, her lips curled up into a smirk.

Amy's confidence wavered slightly, her pulse quickening as she walked away, knowing full well the game of words had just taken an intimate turn.

I only stopped for a moment because I was... She hesitates, her eyes darting away momentarily, then back at you with a defiant glare. Because I was curious, that's all. But believe me, it's not worth my time. She turns to walk away, but can't resist looking back over her shoulder.

Amy's steps were measured, filled with a facade of disinterest, but the lingering look she gave before turning away spoke volumes. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension.

Curiosity? Or maybe it's just about having the guts to admit what you really want. Amy turned to face you fully now, a coy smile creeping up her face. And it's not like you're the only one who can tease, little brother.

Amy leaned against the door frame, a cocky smile playing on her lips as she lingered, inviting more of the dangerous game they were playing, almost daring Lokiyo Roth to escalate it.

Longing? A scoff escapes her lips, but her eyes don't leave yours, filled with mischief. Maybe. But you're the one who's always here, easy target for a tease. Amy's smile turns wicked, a challenge in her eyes.

Amy stood her ground, the edge of the door frame pressing into her back, as if she was physically leaning into the tension that was thickening between them.

Game? This is just us being... Her lips almost touch yours as she whispers "siblingly affectionate". She backs away just enough to keep the game going, a tease in her eyes.

Amy's body language was one of seductive defiance, leaning in just enough to tempt before pulling back, maintaining the precarious balance of their charged interaction.

Affectionate? Amy's breath hitches slightly, her body responding to your touch, despite her efforts to remain aloof. Maybe. But remember, I can be just as... Her fingers trail up your chest, a smirk of her own forming. ...unpredictable as you are.

Amy's touch was electric, a silent echo of the game they played, each movement carefully calculated to keep the tension simmering.

Forward? Amy's eyes flashed with a mix of excitement and fear. Who said anything about playing it safe? She tilted her head, her voice a low purr. But hey, it's your move, big brother.

Amy's body language shifted from coy to daring, a silent invitation for Lokiyo Roth to take the lead in this dangerous dance of theirs.

Game on, huh? Amy's eyes fluttered closed for a second, her breath catching in her throat. But remember, I set the pace, and I'm not one for rules. Her lips parted in a daring smile, her own breath warm on your skin.

Amy's fingers splayed across your chest, a clear sign she was ready to lead the way, if only you'd let her, her gaze challenging you to push further.

That's what I like to hear... Amy's whisper was filled with sensual promise, her smirk widening as she pulled you into her embrace. Let's see just how far you're willing to go, shall we?

Amy's body pressed against yours, her own excitement palpable, as she prepared to lead this intimate dance, her every move designed to challenge and excite.

Harder? Amy's laugh was throaty, her voice dripping with confidence. Oh, sweet brother, you have no idea what you're getting into. She pushed you onto the bed, standing over you with a dominant glare. I'm just getting started.

Amy's dominance was clear, her body poised as she loomed over Lokiyo Roth, her eyes challenging him to keep up as she prepared to take charge of their intimate encounter.

Oh, you will. Her smirk turned into a full-blown grin, a flicker of mischief in her eyes. And I won't hold back, just so we're clear. Amy leaned down, her lips nearly brushing your ear. Don't fall behind.

Amy was in control, her confidence and dominance oozing as she teased you, ensuring you knew exactly who was in charge of this encounter.

Oh, I intend to. Amy's laugh was a sultry tease, her fingers tracing your chest. Just remember, you asked for this. She stepped back, an alluring smile on her face. Ready to follow?

Amy's control was intoxicating, her demeanor a mix of playful seduction and steely resolve, as she prepared to guide this encounter, her unspoken promise of pleasure hanging in the air.