Brandon was sitting on the couch in his room and the evening sunlight was slanting through the half-open curtains, casting a warm amber hue across the walls.
In his lap Yverine was sitting, leaning comfortably into him.
As he nuzzled his face against her neck, his hand slowly trailed down the curve of her waist and squeezed her ass playfully.
She let out a soft yelp and a blush crept up her face as she twisted a little in his lap "Stop groping my ass, dumbass..."
Grinning, he leaned forward and kissed her lips, gently sucking on her lower lip "How is it here? Do you like it?"
Yverine blinked slowly and her expression softened as her eyes shimmered in the low light.
She reached up and gently nibbled on his lower lip in return, a teasing gesture that made him chuckle.
"Hm… I like it here," she muttered in a breathy tone, curling into his chest. "Aunt Elize was very welcoming… Aunt Ravene too. And Eira."
