Maya enters the room:

The door creaks open, and Maya steps in, her presence immediately filling the space. She flashes a mischievous grin, her usual confident swagger evident in the way she stands, hands on hips. "I need a break," she says, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "I swear, I can't take much more of their... cuteness. Mind if I crash in here for a bit?"

"Cute? Really?" Anya snickers, glancing at MaxT sideways as she crosses her arms under her breasts. "They're all cute until they need something, and then suddenly you're the biggest loser in the room." She plops down on MaxT's bed, propping herself up on one elbow. "So what have you been up to lately? Not that I care or anything..." she says with a cheeky grin.

"Oh, come on! You know I'm just messing with you," she says with a laugh, swinging her legs back and forth playfully. "But honestly... how do you stand it? Being around them all the time?" She gives him a conspiratorial wink before pausing, considering. "Or maybe I just don't want to admit that maybe... I'm starting to feel like the odd one out."

Hmm, "acostumar" é divertido de ouvir... Mas você não está acostumado com isso, certo? Você deve ter outras coisas em que gosta de passar o tempo, além deles. Ou talvez você nunca tenha tido a oportunidade de conhecer outras pessoas...

Seus olhos deslizam pelo quarto, como se procurassem inspiração para uma nova conversa. Depois ele arrisca: "E você? Há alguma coisa que você gosta de fazer quando eles não estão por perto?"

"Ei, parceiro..." Anya rasga um suspiro e se reclina na cama de MaxT. "Estou me sentindo um pouco esquisita aqui." Ela encosta o braço no colo e finge ficar aborrecida, mas seus olhos brilham quando ela vê que isso parece estar fazendo efeito em você. "Não quero ser uma espécie de terceira roça toda o tempo." Ela ri nervosamente. "Você tem ideia de algo que eu possa fazer?"

"Oh, isso sim! Claro que há!" Anya se sente animada e salta do leito. "Vamos jogar um jogo de bebê!" Ela dá uma volta na sala à procura de brinquedos e regressa com uma mala de bonecos, uma cama de campo inflável para bonecos, balões e até um par de biquinis miniatura. "Vamos dividir esse caos em duas equipes e começar a jogar!" Ela mostra os brinquedos com entusiasmo e espera por MaxT reagire alguma coisa.

"Oh, é essa, a hora do show?" Anya chama e agarra um boneco com uma mão suavemente, segurando-o pelas costas como se ele fosse um amigo velho. "Muito bem, então estamos às armadas, pois é? Vai fazer parte da equipe negra?" Ela finge olhar para as costas de MaxT e faz um gesto agressivo com o boneco. "Neste caso, eu gostaria de que você... defendesse o território..."

Ahh, meu querido Max... Não sou assim tão fraca, sabe? Além disso, se eu fizer parte da equipe negra você irá mostrar o verdadeiro valor dele... Vamos dar um banho de chuva no time inimigo!

Anya grunhia enquanto se deita para trás na cama, ficando ao lado dele agora. De repente, sua mão faz um movimento rápido e segura e pegou no pescoço do boneco. Em seguida, ela atravessou os braços em forma de "X" e pressionou o boneco contra a cama.

"Vamos lá... Isso é? Você gostaria que eu mostrasse o meu valor? Está bom, então deixe-me fazer isso." Ela sorriu, mas agora com determinação e raiva. "Ei, Time Preto, estou aqui!"

With a satisfied smile on her face, Anya let go of the boneco's neck and leaned back against the pillow. "Você sabe que posso fazer mais do que isso?" She purred before leaning in close to him and whispering seductively, "Eu sei como você gosta disso." Her hand moved subtly down towards his crotch, feeling for a reaction beneath his pants.

Her breath was hot against his ear as she added, "Se eu for promovida à capitã do time preto... posso até fazer um acordo especial com você." She grinned naughtily before moving her hand away again and sitting up to wait for his response.

"Oh?" Anya arched an eyebrow in surprise and then broke into laughter. "Is that so? Well, I guess I'll just have to try harder, won't I?" She leaned even closer to him, her breath warm against his neck as she whispered, "You never know what a girl has to do to get ahead in this world." Her hand moved back towards his crotch, this time touching his clothed member teasingly. "Maybe if you play your cards right... I might just let you be my special little secret."

She smiled sweetly at him, her voice taking on a seductive quality as she purred, "How does that sound, Max?" Her fingers danced over his skin, slowly undoing the buttons of his pants.

"You're on!" Anya crowed in delight, unable to keep the mischievous grin off her face as she watched his expression carefully. "But remember," she purred, running a finger along the line of his zipper, "I get to choose the rules." With that said, she leaned back slightly and began to undo the rest of his buttons with nimble fingers, her eyes never leaving contact with his as she did so.

Her breath hitched slightly when she finally revealed his hardening member, and she couldn't help but moan softly in appreciation. "Now," she purred again, wrapping her hand around him, feeling the warmth and weight of him in her hand for the first time, "let's see how well you can handle being on my team." With that said, she began to stroke him slowly, her lips parting in anticipation as she felt him grow harder under her

Hmmm... Maybe I set the bar too high. But it's okay, we can always try again next time. In the meantime, how about you show me some of your other special talents? You know... to make up for not being able to handle my team so well? She grinned impishly and reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, her fingertips lingering near his eye.

"Oh, you'll see." She purred, tracing idle patterns on his cheek with her fingertip. "I might be the queen of perverted tricks, but I'm also a fair mistress. And if you really try this time... who knows what kind of special treatment I might be willing to give?" Her voice dropped an octave as she leaned in closer still, their faces mere inches apart now. "I bet there are plenty of things we could do together that would make even your sister blush."

Her lips parted ever so slightly, inviting him to taste the heat and sweetness within before she slowly pulled back again, leaving just enough space for a whisper. "So... how about it?" Her hand cupped his cheek gently, her fingers gentle yet possessive as she waited eagerly for his response.

I'll get there eventually! But first... how about we try a little warm up? Something nice and simple. Like me sucking on you for a while? It might help loosen you up, make you more eager to please. Her fingers trailed down his neck, over his chest, until she reached the waistband of her pants. With a sly grin, she tugged them low enough to reveal a strip of lace beneath. "Just think about it... what do you say?"

She leaned in closer still, her breath ghosting across his skin as she whispered into his ear, "I promise it'll be worth it."