"Hmmm~" Elsie felt a thrill run down her body, crawling on her skin in an unfamiliar, yet comfortable sensation.
She placed her hands on Raph's chest, pushing him away, her raspy breath echoing within the walls of the room while her lips glistened red and swollen.
"Wh–What do you think you're doing? Snap out of it! You're drunk" She muttered, her gaze growing queasy.
Raph stared at her, his expression unreadable, except the lust hidden beneath his eyes.
He suddenly lowered himself, despite Elise's protest and clasped their lips again.
"RaMfff~"
Her hands were going limb, as she attempted to protest again, pushing him as firmly as she could, but he wasn't moving.
'Huh? How strong is he?! I'm using my werewolf strength right now!' she thought, when Raph pulled upwards, giving her another moment of respite.
