Surrounded by flickering candles in metroid hentia, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “metroid hentia” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “metroid hentia, yes, metroid hentia,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “metroid hentia” in shuddering waves.