In the dead of night, Glyea returned to her lover's den before the devil or the vampire came. She had a letter and a few words to say, and they were important–so much so that her desire to be held before marching towards the capital was overshadowed by her worries. Racking her coat on a stand, she walked further inside and found Okio working on the desk. Her temples were sweaty, and that rosy glow on her cheeks drew the knight's interest as she heard a strange buzzing from behind her.
"What's that sound?"
"W-what?!" Glancing up with a jerk of her neck, Okio almost snapped a tendon. "Aghh! Ahhh~! MHNMM~!"
The first noise that escaped her lips was a shriek, the other a moan. As the pain dulled and the buzzing increased, she sank her hands between her thighs and did her best to keep her lips closed.
"Ahhh~ F-fuck…" Flustered and red, she gave Glyea a dreamy glance. "D-did you need something?"
