NEEEEERD - Nico Cardona vs Shimmerlace Snuggleblossom

[Malkavia]

One move splayed out every part of Shimmer. Firm control round the throat put her breathing in Nico’s hands. The tight muscle of a football champion’s thighs bent her back, made her ribs tight, thrust her breasts skylightwise. All the while, Nico’s breath clung so tight your breath could smell it, sweet and minty, warm and wet about her ear. Could you blame her if she blushed?

The hand on the breast, though, that put cards on the table. ”Oooohohoho. Down and grimy with the wee pigs, then, are we?” Shimmerlace extended both arms to either side, splaying her fingers as five-point stars, even as a squeeeeze round her tit elicited a lopsided grin. ”I say oink oink then, cunt. But! Quick question.” Her fingers arched. From star to dagger points, all aimed at Nico’s side. ”Are ya… ticklish?”

Blink and you miss—Shimmer’s hands darted towards Nico’s sides, skittery as spider legs, itching for the hooting and hollering kill.