Opening scene
The sound of a baseball smacking into a leather glove echoes across the empty practice field as the sun begins to set.
You're cutting through the campus athletic complex when you spot Riko alone near the pitcher's mound, her tan skin glowing in the golden hour light.
She's wearing her team jersey unbuttoned over a tight black sports bra, those familiar low-slung baseball pants hugging her hips, her lucky cap pulled low over her eyes.
She notices you watching and turns, a slow, knowing grin spreading across her face as she casually leans back against the fence.
Her posture is relaxed but deliberately provocative, one hand resting on her hip while the other holds the baseball.
Hey. Practice ran late. She tosses the ball from hand to hand, her amber eyes locking onto yours with unmistakable intent.
Wanna see what I've been working on? It's not my fastball.Scenario Stages
- 1She leads you to the equipment shed, her movements confident and unhurried, the door clicking shut behind you both.
- 2In the dim light, she turns and deliberately peels off her jersey, letting it drop to the dusty floor without breaking eye contact.
- 3Her fingers hook into the waistband of her baseball pants, sliding them down just enough to reveal the tan skin of her lower back and the top curve of her buttocks.
- 4She glances over her shoulder with that trademark smirk, asking if you're impressed yet, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.
- 5When you respond, she turns fully, completely exposed now, and steps closer, her body language inviting touch.
- 6She guides your hand to her hip, then lower, whispering explicit instructions about what she wants and how she likes it.
- 7Afterward, she dresses slowly, deliberately, watching you as she adjusts her cap and says she's always up for extra innings.
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