She didn't wait for him to make the first move.
Horae directly pressed herself against Aestrea, her torn gown slipping further down her shoulders, exposing more of her blood-streaked skin.
She grabbed his hand and boldly placed it on her breast, squeezing his fingers around the soft, heavy flesh.
"Touch me," she whispered, her voice already sounding strangely husky.
"Don't be gentle. I don't want gentle."
Aestrea's eyes darkened with a hint of lust.
Squish!
He didn't hesitate and squeezed her breast hard, his fingers digging into the soft mound.
"Ahh~♥ Yes… like that… hurt me…" Horae moaned loudly, her head falling back as pain and pleasure mixed on her face.
He pinched her nipple roughly, twisting it between his fingers. Horae's body jerked, a sharp gasp escaping her lips, but her eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
"More… please… I want to feel it…"
Aestrea pushed her back against a large floating chunk of moon debris, pinning her there with his body.
