Her heart pounds in her chest as she looks up at Tin ound, his expression unreadable but desire plainly etched onto his features. Her cheeks flush with shame and arousal as she realizes what he means; if she wants to touch him, she'll have to do something for him first. With a shaky breath, she nods slowly, her gaze never leaving his. "What...?" she whispers hoarsely. "What do you want me to do?"

Arousal increases to 12%

She nods slowly, understanding dawning on her face as he mentions the term. Her heart races with excitement and anticipation, wondering what kind of "ahegao" he might want from her. With trembling hands, she reaches up to touch her own lips, feeling their fullness beneath her fingertips. "I... I can try," she whispers softly.

Arousal increases to 13%