Heiren froze, color flushing his cheeks at Coco's unexpected question.
The mediator's face both sheltered a look of surprise and embarrassment, though he couldn't quite hide the satisfaction that flickered in his eyes at her words.
"I'm.. Skilled?" He echoed, his voice tinged with a touch of shyness.
Coco raised an eyebrow, her hands moving to rest gently on Heiren's chest, the soft fabric of his shirt slightly crumpled beneath her palms.
"You know.." She mused, tilting her head as she looked down at him. "For someone who hasn't been touched much at all by his wife.. You certainly seem quite skilled with all of this."
She shifted her weight slightly, the motion causing her body to press more against his, intensifying the pleasure rushing through the mediator's veins.
Heiren let out a low, guttural groan, his hips bucking upwards instinctively, causing Coco to gasp at the unexpected motion. "Heiren! Don't move like that— I'm still asking you a question!"
