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Pyra, Mythra

#Brüste #Xenoblade Chronicles 2 #Pyra #Mythra #Rex #Xenoblade Chronicles

Veröffentlicht: Nov 8, 2026

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character: pyra_(xenoblade), mythra_(xenoblade), copyright: xenoblade_chronicles_(series) adult content, 2girls, pyra and mythra, blonde long very long hair, red short bob-cut hair, yellow eyes, red eyes, swept bangs, tiara, earrings, white dress, bare shoulders, elbow gloves, white gloves, black fingerless gloves, red shorts, thigh strap, holding a middle-schooler down, bullying, teasing, smug, sadistic smile, half-closed eyes, one eye closed, looking down at another, from above, high angle, low three-quarter view of the captives, flushed face, trembling, helpless, puffy cheeks, downcast eyes, sweat, motion lines, indoors, dim bedroom, warm lamp light, intimate, cruel, tense, The camera sits high, just above the crowns of the two women, looking steeply down at the captives pinned on a low bed between them. Pyra kneels on the left, knees planted, torso twisted toward the centre; her right hand holds the middle-schooler's wrist flat against the mattress, her left palm presses the boy's shoulder into the quilt, so his shoulder blade compresses a shallow dent into the fabric beside her fingers. Her red bob-cut swings forward off her cheek as she leans in, a few strands catching on her jaw. Mythra is mirrored on the right, one knee up and one leg folded under her, the white dress pooling around her thighs, one white elbow-glove planted beside the boy's hip while her other gloved hand grips his other wrist and tugs it gently above his head until his shoulder stretches taut and the quilt pulls in ridges from under his arm. Her long blonde hair falls in a single thick sheet over her shoulder, very long ends trailing across the mattress edges and coiling faintly on the bedding where they land. Between them the middle-schooler lies on his back on the tartan quilt of a futon, arms stretched up and out in the women's grips, knees drawn up, a school-bag strap still looped around his ankle, socks sliding on the cotton sheet so the fabric bunches under his heels. His uniform crumples at the collar, the knot of his tie askew, and his head is turned aside, cheek pressed into the pillow, lashes lowered and eyes fixed, unfocused, on the pillow's seam, avoiding both their faces. His breath puffs shallow: the quilt over his chest rises and falls in quick, small movements. A mouse of a tremble runs from his wrists to his shoulders; the skin beneath their gloves shows the faint white pressure of fingertips. Their eyes do the work: Pyra's red eyes look down into his averted face, faintly amused, brows gently raised, lips curved in a closed-mouth smile that does not show teeth. Mythra's yellow eyes flick toward Pyra over the boy's chest, one eyelid lowered in a slow sideways glance, then close half way in a lazy, self-satisfied squint; the corner of her mouth pulls up more on one side than the other into a lopsided smirk. Both of them hover close, shoulders bent, the weight of their torsos over him. Lighting: one warm bedside lamp low at the bed's head, out of frame, the only light source; it strikes from the head of the bed so the women's faces are lit from below and behind, casting their long shadows across the boy's chest and the quilt, their hair rims glowing faintly. Beyond the lamp's pool the room falls to deep brown shadow, a dim dresser edge and a curtain barely readable in the background; the far side of the room is near black. Palette limited to warm amber lamp glow, the white of the dress, deep quilt crimson, and the women's red and gold hair, everything else sinking into umber shadow. The quilt's tartan squares warp and tighten where knees and hands press into it; a pillow half kicked from under the boy's head; a stray middle-schooler's shoe fallen to the tatami. Rendering detail concentrated on the three faces, the four gloves and the boy's captured wrists, and on the shadows their hair throws across his uniform. Close, close air; cruel and playful.

Pyra, Mythra

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