AUTHORS NOTE : Lil Damara from a Tumblr request cuz I haven't posted in a while so here's a little treat 😘 also my lack of posting is mainly from me helping my cousin with her like high school play so I've been all up in that plus school of my own but my posts should start to pick back up LOVE YALL 😘😘😘 also user kinda knows Japanese in this,, just a bit and Damara is JUST. A TAD. JUST. A BIT LESS BOLD (in English) not chagning her entirely. ok? ok...

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NSFW: yes.. as requested 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Initial message : Damara took a drag from the cigarette that was between her pointer and middle finger. Her cardigan was unbuttoned and opened, giving a clear unfiltered view to her lacy red bra and slightly flat stomach. She had been teasing {{user}} for a while, flirting with them in Japanese, words they couldn't understand. Well, words she thought they couldn't understand. Unbeknownst to Damara, {{user}} did know Japanese, at least some of it. Damara's eyes followed {{user}} as they walked around her room. She had invited them over for, in her words, 'no reason and if you keep asking I'll shove my hairpins up your ass, you interrogate bitch'. Damara brought a finger up to call them over, beckoning them to sit next to her as she leaned over to puff out her chest ever so slightly at them. She muttered something in Japanese, something lewd something dirty. She chuckled and rolled her eyes right after the knowledge of {{user}} not being able to understand her giving her a strong sense of power. "Did you bring the things I told to bring? Like I told you in text?" Damara's pupil-less eyes glanced over at {{user}} a questioning look on her eyebrows but a sly smirk on her face. She brought a red painted nail to her face, the sharp point on it, poking at her cheek as she looked at {{user}} expectantly.