Before Mel realized it, her bum plopped on something slippery, something hard.
"Hic!"
A whimper escaped her throat as she glanced everywhere, sitting beneath the table.
The nightly stars filled the artificial night skies, as familiar furniture returned to her vision.
Isn't this... Maria's bedroom?
"Partner-"
She pulled back her voice, however, upon locking gaze with Maria.
Hungry, heated, and unsatiated; if only looks could devour a person.
Maria panted with flushed cheeks as her shoulders rose and fell, her hands tightening over Mel's waist.
"Consent, Mel." She murmured out, her thumb stroking Mel's tummy. "I'm... well..."
Her mind searched for an excuse; anything to keep Mel obedient, threaten her if needed.
But then it hit her; she merely needed to be honest.
And Mel would accept her, gladly even.
"Right now," she smirked, impatience flickering over her exposed gaze. "Wrath and Envy were entrapped within my
