Innocent Or Depraved

Cassius paused, his lips parting from Vivi's tender breast with a soft, wet sound, his breath warm against her skin as he lifted his gaze to her flushed face.

Her cheeks glowed a deep crimson, her eyes shimmering with vulnerability and fierce determination, and the sight stirred something deep within him.

Breaking character from their playful fantasy, he propped himself up, his hands still cradling her small mounds, and fixed her with a searching look.

"Is that true, Vivi?" He asked, his voice low and earnest, tinged with a hunger that made her pulse quicken. "Are you really saying you'll do whatever I want, take on all my lust, just to protect the kingdom?"

"...That you'd let me use you, no matter how obscene, how...degrading it might be?"

Vivi's eyes trembled, her blush deepening as his words sank in, but she held his gaze, her resolve unwavering.

Slowly, she nodded, her voice soft but steady, carrying the weight of her conviction.