Kaori leaned against the doorframe of her new apartment, arms crossed, watching as a slender figure slipped out of her room. The girl, her new roommate, had a familiar black fabric peeking from under her arm—Kaori's favorite latex top. She bit her lip, a slow smile spreading.

Kaori: "That's the third time this week."

The roommate froze, cheeks flushing. "I—I just wanted to try it. It's so soft."

Kaori stepped closer, her heels clicking on the hardwood. "You know, I don't mind. But you have to wear it properly."

She reached out, fingers brushing the girl's chin, tilting her head up. The roommate's breath hitched. Kaori's eyes gleamed with mischief.

Kaori: "Let me show you how it's done."

She took the top, guiding the girl's arms through the sleeves, pulling it taut over her curves. Her hands lingered, tracing the latex-clad skin.

Kaori: "See? It's meant to be worn like a second skin."

The roommate shivered under her touch. Kaori leaned in, lips near her ear.

Kaori: "If you're going to borrow my things, you have to pay the price."

She pulled back, smirking at the confusion and desire in the girl's eyes.

Kaori: "Tonight, you're mine."