Bars.

"Here we go!" Selas cheers, grabbing you by the scuff of your neck and flinging you up and over the bars. You manage to bite back your yelp and brace yourself for a hard landing, but it doesn't happen. Instead, Selas' tail forms into a makeshift spring and bounces you into a gentle roll until you finally stop.

"That was not what I meant by help me over, Selas," you grumble, getting up and brushing off grass and grit off your clothes.

"I know," she smiles, floating over the bars and landing softly next to you. "But my way's more fun." Rolling your eyes, you walk slowly towards the house, checking your telepathic connection with Selas.

Peeking through the windows, you find Anna in the kitchen. It looks like she's baking something. Motioning with your head, you have Selas unlock the kitchen door and then run over to the front. Signalling her when you're ready, she rings the doorbell. As expected, Anna perks up and leaves the kitchen to investigate.

She returns a few minutes later, her look of confusion quickly leaving when she see's you in her kitchen. "You should really learn to lock your doors, Missus," you muse, helping yourself to a taste of chocolate frosting, before scooping some up with your finger and offering it to her. "Mm. Homemade?"

"I did. And yes it is," she sneers. Coming to stand before you, she puts her hands on her hips. "What do you want this time?"

"Oh it's not what I want this time, Missus. It's what you want." Taking the dollop of frosting, you smear it onto her lips. Her frown deepens, but she doesn't stop you. Grinning, you take her chin and press your lips against hers. A surprised noise comes from between them, but as you lick her lips clean of the frosting, her body starts to tremble.

You've parted her lips and have begun to play the piano with her teeth when you finally separate. Anna stares at you intensely, her breath coming in loud and shaky. Taking a step back, you recall that Selas did something to her, but you never checked if it was a one time thing or not.