Enjoy Vivi's company.

There's something exceptionally beautiful about the side of her visage lit by the warm glow of the fire. She giggles as she stares up at you, going off about a memory from your past together. "Remember that whole high doppel situation? Oh that was hilarious. How she teased you all day long, and then at the end of it, I grabbed you and aimed your rod at her like a crossbow. She was definitely ready to talk after that, huh? Especially after you fired."

"Well you were right. There were definitely more intimate things we've done than exchange a potion with our mouths. You got me."

"I've just had so much fun with you. With all of you." She tucks her knees in tight beneath her chin. "So many years spent alone. I didn't think I'd ever find a place to belong in this world. But I guess you had a similar adventure. What makes us different though is that I ran away, while you kept pushing, even if it meant embarrassment, pain, and exhaustion. And now you're here, with me."

"Don't praise me so much. It'll go to my head. And you've dealt with far more than me, it sounds like, and for longer. So don't try to compare our struggles like that. It doesn't matter now. You're the court mage for a Demon King after all. And a better one than that Breiah."

She laughs quietly under her breath and smiles, though her mouth is mostly hidden behind her knees. By your Kitty Sense, you feel she's very relaxed. Happy as well. Though despite how naughty of a memory the doppel situation was to bring up, it definitely took her effort to do. It seems she's trying to work up the courage for something. Finally she stands up once more. Slowly, she walks over to the seat you were using earlier. She bends over, seeming to be looking for something, but you don't remember anything being there before.

"Ah." Vivi pauses. "I think I'm stuck," she whispers under her breath.

You stare at her in disbelief. "What?"

One eye peeks back. "I'm... stuck like this," she repeats. It only takes two wiggles of her hips to bring a tingle down your shaft, first left and then right, with the curtain of her skirt teasing the show beneath. From her position, you can just barely make out the flash of orange, and the curve of her ass. "If someone were to grab me, I'd be helpless."

You sigh, but then you chuckle. She does seem to enjoy this kind of thing. It wouldn't be the first time. You step over towards the chair, and the sound of your footfalls upon the creaking wooden floor cause her body to shudder with anticipation. You can see the slight smile of her lips before she turns away again. So many people you know have no idea to ask for what they want, but this will do.

"Vivi, you're silly," you say. Before she can respond, you deliver a firm smack and then grasp of her ass.

She lets out a moaning yelp. One hand grasps the back end of the chair, while the other slips down to hold the armrest. She keeps her head down, and her ass up, while your hands begin their work. One keeps hold of her rear, while the other firmly runs down her side until it grapples her beneath her armpit. "I... I kn-know," she replies.

Your hand slips beneath her skirt and enjoys the soft yet firm curvature of her cheeks. A couple fingers slip between her legs, and you stroke up between, along the smooth fabric of her panties. Though it's when you're a little more rough when you really get a reaction. A forceful squeeze of her ass cheeks causes a moan to escape her, and with your other hand, you pull yourself in tight. "You naughty little witch," you tease.

Between excited breaths, she grins with a tongue between her teeth. "That's me~!"