Nagisa x Blue Archive 63P (Patreon)

Nagisa, with her golden hair cascading in perfect waves, stood by the blackjack table, her yellow eyes gleaming under the vibrant casino lights. Her sleek black playboy bunny outfit hugged her figure flawlessly, the satin fabric shimmering with each subtle movement. The tall heels she wore clicked softly as she approached him, her posture exuding confidence. The white fluffy tail on the back of her outfit added a touch of playful charm that contrasted with her usual poised demeanor.

She leaned on the table, a smirk playing on her lips. “You’ve been watching me all night,” she said, her voice smooth and teasing. “What’s your play, big spender?”

He smiled, stepping closer. “Maybe I’m waiting to see if the house really always wins.”

Nagisa chuckled softly, her fingers brushing her golden hair aside as she stood, letting the light catch every curve of her outfit. “Let me tell you a secret,” she whispered, leaning in. “The house only wins when I’m dealing.” Her voice carried an enticing challenge as she reached for his tie, pulling him toward the dimly lit VIP room.

In the quiet seclusion of the private lounge, the energy between them shifted. Nagisa perched on the edge of the poker table, her legs crossed, the slit of her bunny suit revealing just enough to make his breath hitch. She uncrossed her legs slowly, teasingly, her yellow eyes fixed on him as he approached.

“Well?” she asked, her tone coy. “Are you going to play, or are you going to fold?”

He didn’t need to be told twice. Stepping between her legs, his hands found her waist, pulling her closer. She gasped softly, her hands sliding over his shoulders as their lips met in a heated kiss. The satin of her outfit felt cool under his touch as he ran his hands along her sides, her soft moans urging him on.

Nagisa’s breath hitched as he lifted her onto the table, the heels of her shoes clicking lightly against the surface. “You’re not playing fair,” she murmured, her voice trembling as he kissed along her neck.

“I never do,” he replied, his voice low as his hands roamed, finding the hidden zipper of her suit.

Her laughter turned into a soft moan as the fabric fell away, leaving her golden hair and smooth skin glowing in the dim light. “Nghhh… just like that,” she gasped, her nails raking gently down his back as their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm.

The room fell into quiet, save for their heavy breaths as they lay tangled on the table. Nagisa’s yellow eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she glanced up at him, her golden hair fanned out around her.

“I think the house just lost,” he teased, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Nagisa smirked, sitting up slowly, the remnants of her playboy outfit scattered across the room. “Oh, don’t be so sure,” she replied, her voice dripping with confidence. “The night’s still young, and I’m not done dealing.”