Full Ahegao

Izzy holds her knees toward her chest, the wet white bikini clinging to her skin, the fabric of the bottoms still pressed deep between her labia. The cool evening air raises goosebumps along her inner thighs, and she can feel her own heartbeat pulsing low in her belly. She looks at Marcus through half-lidded eyes, waiting for his next direction.

He adjusts the focus, his eye still at the viewfinder. "Now for the final pose before my camera dies, open your mouth. Let your tongue fall out a little. And roll your eyes back — like you're losing your mind. Full ahegao."

She blinks, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She's seen that expression before, in videos and memes, usually paired with a certain kind of context. But he said it so casually, like it was just another pose, and she's already following directions without thinking. She's not going to start second-guessing now.

Her lips part. Her tongue slides out, resting on her lower lip, wet and pink against the evening air. She lets her eyes roll back, the whites showing, her head tilting slightly to the side. The pose is absurd, exaggerated, but she holds it — legs spread, knees toward her chest, the wet fabric of the bikini bottoms wedged between her folds, her tongue out and eyes rolled back like she's gone somewhere else entirely.

The shutter clicks. Once, twice, a third time. The sound is sharp, rhythmic, and she holds the pose through each one. She can feel the cool air against her open mouth, the slight drool gathering at the corner of her lip, and the steady throb between her legs that hasn't gone away since he pulled the fabric up.

She stays like that, frozen in the exaggerated expression, until Marcus lowers the camera. She lets her tongue slip back, her eyes rolling forward, and she looks at him with a breathless, slightly dazed expression. Her chest rises and falls faster now.

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