"Let it out... No one but us will hear..."
Lillian gave a shaky, but playful smile, "O-oh~? Y-you want to hea—... Mmh~... M- moan that badly, Mari~...?" She intentionally let one out.
She then moved her lips into Marionette's ear, whispering, "Naughty girl~..."
Marionette's body stiffened and froze, her breath becoming even more ragged. The hand she was using to knead Lillian's breast also froze in place. Sensing this, Lillian continued.
"Y-you're reacting even more than ~... Where did my stoic baby go~?" She cooed, brushing her lips against the Assassin's ear. She then let out a small moan...
"Mmh~... Ah~..." Purely for fun. She continued to do it even more, despite Marionette's hand not moving. "I-it feels good, Mari~... Aren't you going to continue, baby~...?"
Marionette keenly listened to these, breathing raggedly against Lillian's neck, unwilling to leave it. For once, she was too flustered to show her face. Was this what Lillian experienced when she was around her?
Was this what embarrassnt feels like?
Just before Lillian let out another teasing moan, she heard the Assassin let out a shaky whisper.
"O-only you make feel like this, Lilly..."
"Hm~? Make you feel what~?" Lillian playfully asked.
Marionette then went silent for a mont before answering, "Everything... I don't know how you do it, but..." She moved her lips to the side of Lillian's neck, "You make feel strange... No matter what you do."
Chu...
She pressed her lips against Lillian's neck, causing a slight shiver. Her hand also began to move again, kneading the Rabbit's breast rhythmically.
Lillian's moans beca more passionate at her groping, causing her to play with her chest even more.
She caressed the curves of her chest, pinched and played with her pink nipple causing her to shiver with each touch.
As she did this, she created a trail of kisses from her neck, to her jawline, and finally hovered before her ear. With each kiss and squeeze, a moan escaped Lillian's lips, fuelling Marionette's need to continue.
She also felt Lillian shift her legs around uncontrollably, causing her knee to inch deeper into her crotch accidentally.
Marionette soon stopped her gropes and kisses, letting Lillian have a breather. She now knew the girl was quite sensitive to these things — sothing she would keep an absolute ntal note of.
But that didn't an she won't make one for herself... Because it seems... She, too, was quite sensitive to this, as well, despite not being the "victim" in this situation.
"Lilly..." Marionette whispered.
Lillian gave a few short breaths before answering.
"Y-yeah...?"
Marionette moved away from the girl's ear, hovering over her face. She released the hand restraining Lillian's wrists together and slowly brought it down to her cheek, whilst also moving her other hand to her other cheek.
Cupping them, she stared down at Lillian, who was at this point a blushing ss as she breathed raggedly.
Marionette's lips stretched into a shaky, thin line before relaxing.
She leaned in, startling Lillian a bit. However, she leaned in as well — their lips drawing dangerously close.
Lillian's mind had turned foggy — too distracted from the thought they were just about to kiss. But unfortunately... Or, fortunately for her, they heard three consecutive knocks.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
They both unconsciously looked towards the wall where the driver was seated behind. It appears that he was trying to get their attention.
They must've arrived at their destination.
Lillian, now without any "fog" in her head, looked back towards Marionette to find her giving a complex expression. It was a mix between frustration, disappointnt, and defeat.
She then watched as she pulled herself away from her, moving into a seated position between her legs, while still staring towards the wall.
Lillian then heard her murmur:
"But, I was so close..."
Marionette gave a short sigh, shooting a glance back at Lillian. She turned and reached towards the Rabbit's bra she had tossed away.
Lillian slowly sat up and was imdiately t with her bra as Marionette held it before her face. She tilted her head, looking past it and at the Assassin's hesitant face, who said:
"Please put this back on, while I speak with Louis."
Lillian raised a teasing eyebrow at her, "Groped and not even going to bother helping put it back on~? How an~..."
"... I'll pounce on you again, Lillian."
"Ah..." Lillian turned her face away, "I-I'll just put it on..."
Marionette gave a firm nod, turning around, but only after shooting another glance at Lillian's chest. However, the way she was looking at her was as if she were trying to burn the sight into her retinas.
After she turned around, Lillian suddenly flinched as a black substance flowed up from the ground, forming a thin wall of darkness.
Lillian smiled, rolling her eyes a bit, "At least she's considerate enough." She began to put on her bra and buttoned up her blouse, straightening out the creases.
Monts later, she jumped at the sudden sight of Marionette's face appearing through the wall of darkness.
The Assassin's red eyes scrutinized her face and body — a brief light of disappointnt passed through her eyes as she found Lillian had completely fixed herself up.
"I see that you're done."
"No, thanks to you, you naughty girl~." Lillian cooed, winking at Marionette as she watched her drop the wall.
"It was still your fault. And that's my defence if you decide to place another punishnt on ." The Assassin folded her arms, staring down at her stoically.
Lillian blinked at her, sighing with a smile, "Yeah, yeah. You hate being punished. It was only two days, anyway. Well, one day and a half, kinda."
Marionette gave her a strong nod, "Good to know I'm not being punished." She then stared at Lillian's lips, rembering what could have unfolded if they weren't disturbed.
However...
Lillian watched as Marionette cupped her cheeks. She raised an eyebrow at the Assassin, who leaned in.
Her eye twitched. She placed her right index finger on the woman's forehead and pushed her face back.
"Oi. You already had your chance. Drop it."
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