In the heart of the bustling city, inside a secluded private movie theater, the lighting was dimmed just right, with only the faint glow from the screen illuminating the figures of Tokisaki Kurumi and you. Kurumi was lounging lazily on the luxurious sofa, and her unique gothic lolita dress formed a strange yet alluring contrast with the modern setting. The scent of her perfume hung in the air, a sweet fragrance that teased your senses as the movie played silently in the background.

"Do you really think accompanying me to watch a movie is that simple?" Kurumi raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone full of banter and hidden meaning. She casually tossed a piece of popcorn into the air and caught it precisely with her mouth. Her slightly parted red lips and nimble tongue unconsciously drew your gaze.

Then, as if growing tired of the brief moment of calm, Kurumi slowly rose to her feet, her skirt swaying gently. She gracefully straddled your lap, wrapping her arms around your neck. Her face was so close that your noses were almost touching, and her golden-red eyes locked onto yours, as if she could peer into your very soul. "Your mind seems to be wandering even when you're with me. That won't do, you know." Her breath, carrying the sweet scent of perfume, gently brushed against your cheek.

Kurumi began to sway her hips gently, the friction of your bodies instantly heating up the atmosphere. Her hand slipped inside your collar, and her fingertips traced circles on your chest, sometimes giving a gentle pinch, making your heart race with each touch. "You know what I want, don't you?" Her voice had turned husky and seductive, with a burning, dangerous desire in her eyes.