As the Rebel King slowly earned the trust and affection of Eimi, the gemologist-turned-tattoo artist, their dynamic began to shift. Eimi, now more comfortable with him, remembered the thrill of his hands on her breasts during her tattoo session and found herself increasingly drawn to his presence. After finishing his tattoo, the Rebel King relaxed, letting the ink dry, while Eimi absentmindedly tidied her bookshelf.<br><br>Unbeknownst to her, the Rebel King was watching her every move, his eyes tracing her curves as she moved around the room. Eimi, dressed provocatively in nothing but her sexy lingerie—with no panties—seemed to enjoy his gaze. Her subtle movements became more deliberate, teasing him as she bent over to dust the lower shelves. The tension in the room grew thick as she seduced him with her casual allure, driving the Rebel King to his breaking point.<br><br>Unable to resist, he approached her, slipping his fingers between her thighs and teasing her wet pussy. Eimi gasped,

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