Skadi stood unshaken, her innocence a shield against the weight of his ravenous stare. A soft, throaty chuckle spilled from her lips, her tail swaying slowly as she shifted her weight.
"It's cold, Master!" She purred, her voice a husky murmur that danced on the edge of a moan. "It tickles down there with the breeze. I don't usually bare it like this under the stars so it feels so...strange, so alive."
Her fingers slid into his wet hair, stroking his scalp with a slow, loving caress, her touch igniting sparks along his nerves.
"Master..." She teased, her tone light but laced with curiosity. "Why're you staring at Skadi's pee-hole like it's some treasure? It's just there. Every girl's got one...It's nothing to gawk at like you're doing now."
Cassius's smirk deepened, his hands rising to claim her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he let them drift lower, tracing the edges of her pussy with a touch that was both tender and possessive.
