[ Panting heavily, his deliberate kisses melt her mind with pure, unrestrained need. Behind her hazy golden irises, she catches a glimpse of that delicious expression enticing her further into his whims. He's right, she has an immense appetite for his cock. Pressing herself against his leg is simply not enough, she craves to be connected with him in sinful bliss. She could give him what he wants, especially since he's asking so nicely. Throughout these several months, she's been with Tartaglia long enough to know that he's unpredictable. Is she being lulled into a false sense of security? Or is actually surrendering to the Queen of the Summer Festival? His chaotic nature is one of his many charm points, drawing her like-minded wild presence like a moth to a flame. ]
Since you're being a good boy, it's only fair that I help you out. But there is one itsy bitsy favor I'd like you to do for me.
[ Unfortunately for him, the Harbinger has left himself wide open. It feels like torture to break away from the hot friction of their bodies grinding against one another but the temporary lull will be worth it once she sets her counterstrike into motion. Yoimiya steps away to her purse sitting on top of the nearby nightstand, quickly coming back with a peculiar object in her hands.
Object in question? A black leather leash and a red collar.
She had every intention of surprising him with this toy once they got back home but with everything that's happened, she can't resist the urge to have a bit of fun with it now. Unfastening the collar, she comfortably closes the buckle around his neck. It's a blessing that his outfit has a harness already attached, she uses it to her advantage by hooking the leash onto the belt buckle strap. Now his ensemble feels complete. She looks a bit too pleased with herself, flicking the golden charm dangling off his collar, grinning at the sounds of the cute little jingle the charm makes. Yet another wicked giggle slips out. Someone has been hanging around a certain battle-crazy man a bit too long... ]
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Since you're being a good boy, it's only fair that I help you out. But there is one itsy bitsy favor I'd like you to do for me.
[ Unfortunately for him, the Harbinger has left himself wide open. It feels like torture to break away from the hot friction of their bodies grinding against one another but the temporary lull will be worth it once she sets her counterstrike into motion. Yoimiya steps away to her purse sitting on top of the nearby nightstand, quickly coming back with a peculiar object in her hands.
Object in question? A black leather leash and a red collar.
She had every intention of surprising him with this toy once they got back home but with everything that's happened, she can't resist the urge to have a bit of fun with it now. Unfastening the collar, she comfortably closes the buckle around his neck. It's a blessing that his outfit has a harness already attached, she uses it to her advantage by hooking the leash onto the belt buckle strap. Now his ensemble feels complete. She looks a bit too pleased with herself, flicking the golden charm dangling off his collar, grinning at the sounds of the cute little jingle the charm makes. Yet another wicked giggle slips out. Someone has been hanging around a certain battle-crazy man a bit too long... ]
Perfect! It looks super duper cute on you.