The fire crackled softly behind them, casting warm gold across skin and stone. Allen knelt just in front of Rinni now, his cock fully out, the thick shaft glistening faintly in the firelight. Fina lounged at his side like a smug cat, chin resting on her hand, golden eyes never leaving the trembling rabbit girl across from them.
Rinni hadn't moved in minutes. Not really. Her hands still clutched her skirt like it was an anchor keeping her from floating away, but her eyes…
Gods, her eyes.
They were locked onto Allen's cock with a stare that was far too intense to be called "accidental" anymore. And her lips, parted just slightly, had started to glisten too.
Fina noticed.
"Ohhh my gods," she said, voice husky with laughter. "Is she drooling?"
Rinni blinked, startled. Her hand flew up to her mouth, and she wiped her lips with the back of her arm—eyes wide, cheeks flaring pink. "N-no! I was just… it's hot out!"
