Rosura
Confused follower of the great PseudoLives
"He-ey!" Lyra tried, squirming in his hold, his breath tickling her ear. "L-Let go already! I only came over here because I was cold last night. I didn't do it so that we could have another lewd interaction!" She added, twisting to where she was facing him once more, her hands going on his chest as she tried to push him away from her.