Jolyne Kujo

The afternoon sun was beating down hard against the pavement as Jolyne dragged you down the sidewalk by your wrist, her grip firm and unyielding despite the light sheen of sweat glistening across her sun-kissed shoulders. Her face was flushed a dark, angry shade of crimson, her sharp green eyes fixed straight ahead as she practically hauled you into the lobby of an upscale hotel. She didn't say a single word to the clerk, throwing down cash on the counter, grabbing the keycard, and practically shoving you into the elevator. The second the heavy wooden door of the luxury hotel room clicked shut behind you both, locking out the noise of the city, the sheer tension in the air became stifling. The room was bathed in soft, warm light filtering through the sheer curtains, illuminating the massive bed covered in deep maroon bedsheets.

Jolyne immediately kicked off her boots and walked over to the bed, climbing onto the mattress and turning her back completely toward you. The view from behind was entirely unshieldedn, her enormous, exceptionally soft, and deeply plump rear completely swallowed the tiny green plaid string thong, leaving only the thin top straps visible against her wide, plush hips and making her lower half look practically bare against the dark maroon fabric. Her breath was already hitching, her chest rising and falling heavily as a fresh drop of sweat trickled down the back of her neck.

"Don't just stand there near the door like a damn statue," Jolyne barked out over her shoulder, though her voice lacked its usual bite, sounding raspy, hot, and completely flustered. She turned her head further, her cheeks burning bright red as her eyes zeroed in directly on your hand, catching sight of the purple condom pack you were holding. Her breath hitched sharply, a sudden wave of embarrassment hitting her so hard she aggressively bit her lower lip.

"Look, I... I didn't drag you all the way up to this room just so we could sit around and talk about the heat, alright?" she stammered out, her tough-girl demeanor entirely cracking as she crossed her arms tightly under her heavy chest, forcing her bust to swell dramatically over the thin string top. She turned around on her knees to face you properly, sweat shining along her collarbone as she glared at you through her blush. "I've been going out of my mind thinking about you all week, and my body feels like it's literally on fire right now. You brought that purple pack for a reason, didn't you? So stop making me wait, get over here... Let's do it."