"Nnn…" Zeruel moaned softly, her voice slipping out like it had a will of its own. "Does it feel good between my thighs, Leon?" she asked, her tone light, teasing, and almost playful.
"Yes," Leon answered without hesitation. "They're so soft it feels like my cock is going to melt on your thighs."
"Fufufu…" Zeruel laughed quietly, a low, pleased sound. "You can keep going, you know?"
The moment those words reached my ears, something inside me froze.
Zeruel had changed.
Not just a little. Not subtly. The way she spoke, which was so casual and so unguarded really felt completely different from the Zeruel I remembered. I never would have imagined her saying something like that, let alone saying it so naturally, like it was nothing out of the ordinary.
Leon… what did you even do to her?
What happened between them for her to sound this comfortable, this relaxed, and this… open?
