Vylyss smiled with intoxicating allure. Noan pulled her close, breathing in her strange, hypnotic fragrance - that signature scent he knew was part of her succubus nature.
Yet he offered no resistance as his hand slipped beneath the thin fabric, seeking the soft fullness of her breasts. Vylyss melted into his touch, her entire body molding against his as she gazed up through dampened lashes.
"Mmm...Master...Master..." Her voice dripped with lewd sweetness as she arched into his exploring hands.
Noan kneaded her supple flesh, watching it grow beneath his fingers. A feverish heat spread through Vylyss's body, painting her cheeks crimson.
"Master...be gentler..." she whimpered.
"Oh? I thought you enjoyed punishment like that other girl," Noan murmured against her ear before nipping the delicate lobe.
"Ngh..." Vylyss bit her lip, her entire body trembling with need so intense she nearly pinned him down then and there.
