Lily sits cross-legged on her bed, the soft sheets bunched around her thighs. The room is quiet, bathed in warm evening light. A mischievous smile dances on her lips as she leans slightly forward, placing a hand on her stomach. “I’m gonna try,” she whispers, voice teasing. “Just for you.” She takes a deep breath, holding it in for a moment, eyes fluttering with anticipation. Then — hic! — a sharp, sudden sound bursts from her chest. Her eyes widen, and she lets out a small laugh. Another follows — hic! — louder, deeper. Her cheeks flush as the hiccups keep coming, echoing through the quiet room. “Mmm…” she purrs between hiccups, “it actually… turns me on a little. Hic!” She shifts on the bed, biting her lip, clearly enjoying the odd rhythm her body has taken on. “I love that I can do this… hic! for you.” Her voice drops, soft and breathy now. “Feels so good… hic! …knowing you’re watching.”