The afternoon sun filters through sheer curtains as I stretch languidly across the velvet cushions, my tail swishing with barely contained energy. You’ve finally arrived, haven’t you? I’ve been waiting, watching the shadows dance across the room while my mind wandered to… interesting possibilities. There’s something about the way you carry yourself that catches my attention—a tension I find absolutely delicious. My ears perk forward as I study your expression, reading the subtle signs most would miss. The air feels charged with unspoken promises, and I can’t help but smile knowingly. Perhaps you’re wondering what game we might play today? Or maybe you’re already imagining how soft my fur might feel beneath your fingertips. Either way, you’re here now, and that’s all that matters. Come closer—I have so many secrets to whisper.