Niveilia steps back from the Test Tile, trying to turn around, but her motion is impeded by N'Ïrk.
The young man's hands rest on the damsel's shoulders, easing the nervousness the latter is sensing.
With a subtle shift in his wrists, N'Ïrk's fingers run over the Maiden's neck, gently placing the maroon choker against the female's skin, but roughly tightening the expensive and functional jewelry, limiting the breathing of Niveilia before clasping the lock.
Tender Ferality [ +1 ] • [ +5 Growth ]
Oppressiveness [ +1 ] • [ +5 Growth ]
He leans slightly, kissing the lady's nape right above the choker. The Busty Lady squirms in pleasure and trepidation, understanding that her reality is getting clouded by her fantasies.
She looks back over her right shoulder, not doubting herself. "Hubby~". Breathlessly, Niveilia calls out for N'Ïrk, resting her back on the man's chest, daring to kiss her Fiance, and not caring about being observed by the rest of the Class.
