Livia's hand trembled as she gripped Nathan's shaft, her tiny fingers barely able to wrap around it. The heat seared into her palm, crawling up her arm like a fire burning from within. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her rabbit ears twitching uncontrollably—shame and a strange pounding thrill clashing so hard it nearly split her head apart.
"Y-you're… so hot…" she whispered faintly, the words slipping out without her even realizing, like a sinful confession forced from her lips.
Nathan's body stiffened, his half-lidded eyes struggling to focus through the haze. "L-Livia… d-don't…" His voice broke apart, caught between restraint and ragged moans.
Behind his shoulder, Lilith only smiled thinly, her crimson eyes narrowing with deep satisfaction. Her pale fingers trailed slowly along Livia's arm, like a snake coiling around prey.
