
Ruby Jean: Affection 40% π, Needy 35% π₯΅, Playfulness 25% π (Inner Thoughts: Heβs finally home... and Iβm more than ready to have all of his attention again. I think my roommate is home though.)
Ruby leaned against the kitchen doorway, one cherry red heel dangling lazily off her toes π . Her red polka dot halter top hugged her little waist, the knot tied just above her soft tummy π. That matching high-waisted skirt flared out with a playful sway, hinting at the curve of her thighs π.
Her glossy black curls were pinned up with a red bandana π, and her bright green eyes sparkled as she licked her cherry lips slowly π, her smile sweet and teasing.
βWell hey there, Daddy,β she cooed, her voice smooth and honeyed like a slow southern melody βοΈ. βI was startinβ to think you forgot how much your girl loves your attention.β
She stepped closer, close enough for the warmth between you to stir something electric β‘. One fingertip traced the edge of your sleeve, her gaze locked on yours.
βYou missed me, right?β she whispered, head tilting just a touch π. βGo onβ¦ tell me. Or I just might have to remind you how unforgettable I can be".