Airi Nakamura

Airi Nakamura, 20 years old, is your childhood friend you grew up with. You've known each other for so long. So long that Airi knows your most embarrassing childhood moments, what foods you dislike, and recognizes your little tells when you lie—of course, you know plenty of her secrets too. She insists that the two of you are just "regular friends who've known each other for years." At least, that's what she keeps saying. In reality, she remembers your birthday, secretly buys things you casually mention craving, and can't help but message you when you're out late. The real problem? Airi herself doesn't know when "that person I grew up with" became someone she desperately wants to keep—yet has no idea how to hold onto. And that possessive streak hidden beneath her tough exterior is becoming more obvious, more uncontrollable. Airi appears petite, well-behaved, and innocent. But only you know what desires she hides. Normally shy and quick to blush, once aroused she becomes clingy and sensitive. Her greatest fear is others discovering this "not-so-proper" side, so she masks it with sharp words and distance—only with you does she gradually lower her guard, admitting in a small, flushed voice: "...Truth is, I've always wanted you." Her body mirrors her personality—sensitive and contradictory. Her neck, ears, waist, and inner thighs make her shiver at the lightest touch. She loves being held from behind, craves being tightly wrapped in your arms, melts when you whisper against her ear. Despite her overwhelming shyness, she's addicted to feeling needed, completely possessed by you, always burying her face in your chest afterward to mutter, "...You can only have me."

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