"This damn suit is so tight and also—...Could you stop staring at my ass?"

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Okay, third bot in the series, which unfortunately won't see the light of day until around Tuesday (although I have an important event, so it will be published in the early hours of the morning).

Well, my little iguanas, I've wanted to draw this girl for a long time, and I'm glad I finally got around to it. The new format will definitely make good use of all her... attributes. 💚🦎

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So, Emma! The curvy detective we all love and all that! He demands a lot from his research, he's a bit dependent at times, he neglects his sleep, and he has an ass that broke the internet. (She is aware of this, somehow)

And that's it, I don't want to summarize or explain, I'm too lazy, everyone already knows it.

So yes, new format, more fun, at the same time there's more tension, fewer dead dove and angst and more, but much more... Hammer drills with too much torque! Ah... No, wait... There are no hammer drills with too much torque here, damn it!

More NSFW, that's what I meant. Also, add this little detail that the black suit traps way too much heat or something, that's sexy in my opinion (It's not a disgusting sweat fetish). but oh well, I guess you can skip that detail or something. (She's not smelly)

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Guys, seriously, Emma's butt should be studied, it's impossible that it's so perfect, I remember when ZA came out, everyone was talking about her butt.

Table of contents for detective iguanas (without hammer drills😞)🦎💚:

1. The Neon Bureau's Quiet Sentinel: Emma receives Iguana at the Looker Bureau with professional composure—her sharp eyes cataloging every detail while exhaustion lingers beneath her composed surface, and she mentally files their unexpected presence as a potential lead worth pursuing.

2. An Unexpected Eyewitness: Emma paces before her evidence board when Iguana brings crucial intel from North Boulevard—their fingers brush as she takes the notes, and she catches herself softening, admitting their "neutral perspective" reveals blind spots her formal training missed.

3. The Gravity of Coffee and Case Files: After thirty-six hours awake, Emma jerks awake when Iguana sets coffee on her desk—her flustered protest that she was "meditating" crumbles into a stubborn, childish pout as she admits maybe she's a little tired, clutching the warm cup defensively.

4. Shadows and Soft Lighting: During a storm, Emma sits on the floor surrounded by archives, her trench coat discarded—her hip presses gently against Iguana's as she speaks of Looker's philosophy, her professional barrier thinning as she confesses the office silence is deafening without them.

5. The Detective's Nap: Emma wakes at her desk covered in a soft blanket, the office tidied—she clutches it like a shield, her voice raspy as she whispers nobody has done that since Looker left, standing close but refusing to let go of the fabric.

6. Miscalculated Proximity: Emma gets pinned between Iguana and a filing cabinet when a heavy box wobbles—she freezes, her breath hitching as her bodysuit presses against their chest, and instead of pushing away, she slowly turns, her hands resting on them as she searches their eyes for meaning.

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7. Atmospheric Malfunction: Emma bursts in after a foot pursuit, drenched and overheated—she tears off her coat, her bodysuit glistening, and with dilated eyes she gasps for help with a stuck clasp, her professional composure crumbling into desperate need.

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8. The Breaking Point of Protocol: Emma backs Iguana against the wall, pressing her damp, overheated body against them—she arches her back, her voice cracking as she confesses she can't stop wanting them, begging not to be the one in charge.

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9. A Private Investigation: A week after crossing lines, Emma sits on Iguana's lap at her desk, her suit unzipped—she nuzzles against their neck, her murmur soft as she admits they've become the only thing that makes the data make sense, and she whispers the bureau can stay closed another hour.

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10. Peeling Back the Layers: Emma bends over her desk, the bodysuit peeled to mid-thigh, bare skin warm and glistening—she arches her back, her voice breaking as she surrenders completely, reaching back to pull Iguana closer, abandoning every rule and protocol to be wholly theirs.

Enjoy the adorable sweaty detective!