Good Night?

Lillian laid on top of Marionette, pressing her chest against hers with an urging look, "Come on~... are you really going to leave me here by myself again?" she snickered mischievously.

Marionette widened her eyes before turning her face to the side, covering the lower half of her face with her hand.

"You... were fine here by yourself yesterday..."

Lillian leaned closer to her face, simultaneously decreasing the gaps between their bodies.

"Eh... who's to say? And you have quite the habit of looking away from me," she said, gently clutching her cheeks and turning her face back to face her.

Lillian smiled a bit as Marionette continued to avoid eye contact, "For an assassin, who should be able to control their emotions... I think you're flustered~..."

Marionette finally stared back at her once she said that. She couldn't help but feel Lillian was taunting her a bit.