Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-30362709-20170720182942/@comment-30362709-20170723175838

Hearing Kideme say she had the chair for a reason, and that just because she knows it’s there and she can see it, it doesn’t mean everyone else can. This made her relax more as her movements became more smooth and graceful, and when she showed cleavage and Kideme told her to flaunt what she had, Ayame gained a smirk as she did just that. Ayame would laugh as Kideme mentioned niches and if she wanted hers to be the shy girl or the girl next door, to not be afraid to go there. She couldn’t see herself being the shy one, especially a girl next door no less. At any rate, she’d listen to Kideme as she told her the difference between sexy and slutty; sexy is mysterious, slutty…is not. When she asked how she was doing, Kideme replied, "You're doing okay but I know you can do better. Where's that Tsundere that would tease Hayato into a coma, hmm?" Her face went red again, Kide was right though, Ayame could do better.

Taking a deep breath before letting it out, imagining Hayato in the chair as she relaxed herself fully; no more stiff red head. Following Kideme’s lead, she’d bend over slightly in front of the chair, moving her butt up and down slowly before sitting on the chair. Hearing Kideme begin to speak again, she’d listen closely as she’d explain Ayame was no longer a kunoichi, someone’s sister, or what anyone knows her for when she’s performing. She’s just someone’s fantasy. She’d smirk, liking the sound of this as she watched Kideme sink back in her chair, pushing herself off it slightly before pulling her leg up and resting it against her cleavage. Ayame raised her eyebrows in surprise, “Damn Kide, you’re flexible!” she’d say, not even sure if she could do that herself.

She’d sure as hell try though as she leaned back, slid forward slightly, and would point her foot forward as she brought up her leg. She couldn’t go as far as resting her leg on her breasts since she wasn’t as flexible as Kideme, but if someone pushed her leg down it’d touch….and stretch her hamstring. Keeping it up as straight as she could with her pointed tabi sandal, she’d watch Kideme cross it over her other, to which she’d follow in suit. Thankfully she wouldn’t show…too much as she was gripping the bottom of her chair to cover it before crossing her legs over each other. When Kideme asked if it made sense, she nodded enthusiastically. “It does actually; I like the idea of being a show girl sometime in the future. You’re really something Kide.” She’d say a smirk finding its way on her face.

“Hayato’s going to fall right into my hands…I MEAN MY confidence will boost tenfold than it already is…” she said, proceeding to fake cough into a clenched fist. “What next?” she’d ask, ready for more.