"W-Wait, Morthea—w-what are you…?!" Lixis's voice cracked into a startled squeal, her entire body jerking as if she'd just been zapped. Her eyes flew open wide, pupils trembling in shock, her breath scraping out of her throat in a shaky gasp that made her look like she couldn't decide whether to pull away or freeze.
She had every reason to react like that.
Morthea had already pushed the makeshift strap on—crafted entirely from her living, twisting vine magic—straight into Lixis's ass without warning. The vines pulsed faintly with life, tightening and loosening like a heartbeat, the surface textured with tiny ridges that made Lixis shiver violently the moment they disappeared between her cheeks.
