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Somehow our characters get into a playful wrestling match. Send me a △ and my character will react to feeling yours has become… excited.
Faora had somehow successfully pinned Kori against a nearby wall, her front pressed firmly against the Tamaranean's back. There was heavy breathing as they both tried to calm down from the small grappling match. Kori turned her arms, fingers absent-mindedly toying with the edge of the Kryptonian's yoga pants she had been wearing that day. Kori's eyes were half-lidded and there was a charge in the air as Faora leaned towards her, hands planted firmly on the wall on either side of the Tamaranean's head.
"Something on your mind, Princess?"








