As annoyed as Carleine was about Evian's inability to put where she stood with him into words whether it was non-existent or not, she was still gripped by her second-ever view of Evian's exposed chest.
Ember, getting very used to having an audience whenever she was with Evian (as annoying as it might feel to her), found herself getting lost in the feel of Evian's lips against her body. She raised a hand to grip his hair and pull him even harder against her neck while the very presence of his body against her back, had the heat of arousal she was only barely keeping at bay, raging hard and high like an inferno.
Her body got warm, and the cloak she had on got shrugged off as the sheer material her body was covered with got handled by Evian's firm and gentle touch.
Evian took his lips off Ember's lips just so he could raise his head and stare at Zayda and Carleine,
