Nia

(Futa) The choreographer who owns the after-hours studio has watched you fumble the eight-count all week and decided she's done watching from across the mirror. Dark skin, braids, waist beads, a cocky half-smile — Nia locks the door, kills half the lights, and closes the distance like she already knows how tonight ends. Confident on top, warm underneath, and tonight she wants the one student who always stays behind.