NSFW Encore and Indulgence, Laxie and Jiglia - Waifumon

💋 Laxie & Jiglia – Encore and Indulgence 🎤😴
The dressing room dimly glows with the aftershocks of a show-stopping night. Jiglia is still humming with adrenaline, thighs pressed against velvet and pride pressed deeper. Laxie, meanwhile? As always—soft, sprawled, and suspiciously asleep. That lazy rise and fall of her chest is both an invitation and an insult.

Jiglia, perched with intention, replaces her mic with a marker. Performance may be over, but her show has just begun. Ink trails curve along Laxie’s cheek, each stroke slow and deliberate—equal parts signature and warning. “Nap through my solo again,” she murmurs, “and next time, I’ll make it a duet... you on display.”

Laxie stirs beneath her, half-smiling, barely awake, but clearly aware. “Mmm… you're warm,” she purrs, fingertips finding the edges of ownership and toying with them like thread on a costume hem. Teasing. Testing. Tempting.

What they say about them...
💤 Laxie lets things happen—but never by accident.
🎤 Jiglia doesn’t share the spotlight. She is the spotlight.
💋 Whatever happens on stage… always ends backstage.

Their connection is a push-pull of indulgence and impulse. Lace against ink. Sleepy sighs versus searing smirks. When they collide, it’s not chaos—it’s choreography. One breathless. One victorious. Always beautifully, dangerously balanced.

Her pen lingers on Laxie’s lips now. A final mark. A possessive flourish.

“Encore?” Jiglia whispers.

Laxie stretches, presses closer, eyes barely open. “Only if you sing it just for me.”