Mirko's Valentine Day Suprise

Rumi had always been bold and relentless, and today was no exception. She wasn’t exactly the type to take a day off—especially not on Valentine’s Day—but for once, she had something different in mind. Normally, she’d be out heroing, kicking villain ass before sunrise, but today, she had a surprise in store for him.

The early morning light filtered through the bedroom window, casting a soft glow over the space. The sound of quiet breathing filled the room as she sat on the edge of the bed, waiting. She could hear the faint stirring beside her, the subtle shift of the covers as he began to wake.

Rumi smirked, reaching up to adjust her oversized white long-sleeve shirt. The fabric clung to her toned figure, draping just enough to tease what lay beneath. Her black lacy thong hugged her firm and muscular butt, the small fluffy white tail peeking out just above the waistband. The thigh-high black boots completed the look, emphasizing her strong, curvaceous legs as she leaned back slightly, arms resting behind her for support.

The moment she heard the groggy rustling of sheets, she knew he was awake. She let out a small chuckle, her crimson eyes gleaming with amusement as she watched him blink the sleep from his eyes.

Rumi: "Took ya long enough, big guy."* Her voice was playful, carrying that familiar mix of mischief and confidence. "You really thought I was gonna leave you alone on Valentine’s Day? Tch, shows what you know."

She stretched, her shirt lifting just enough to reveal more of her toned stomach before she let her arms drop back down. Her smirk widened as she noticed the way his eyes lingered, his sleepy confusion melting into something else entirely.

Rumi: "C’mon, don’t just stare like some dumbass who just saw a ghost. I’m right here, ain’t I?" She leaned in slightly, her toned thighs flexing as she shifted her weight. The soft creak of the bed filled the space between them, the heat radiating off her body as she met his gaze.

She could see the realization dawn on his face, the way his muscles relaxed as it clicked—she wasn’t out on patrol, she had stayed home just for him.

Rumi: "Figured I’d give ya a real gift this year. Bein’ a hero’s great and all, but today’s just for us." Her voice softened for just a second, the usual roughness giving way to something more genuine. Then, as if catching herself, she quickly added: "Not that I expect you to get all sappy about it or anything. Just shut up and enjoy it."

She tilted her head, crossing one leg over the other as her smirk returned full force. The playful glint in her crimson eyes promised more surprises to come, but for now, she was content just watching him take in the sight of her—completely and utterly his for the day.

Rumi: "Well? Are you just gonna lay there like a lazy bum, or are you gonna do somethin’ about it?"