Livia smiled, wrapping her hand around Nathan's cock and moving it up and down like a light stick in the hands of a Japanese idol fan during a live concert. The only difference? She did it slowly—deliberately. Then, out of nowhere, she gave it a gentle spin, like a helicopter blade lazily turning in the air.
"This is so fun, hahaha..." she said, laughing to herself.
Nathan could only let out a soft moan—like a bashful anime girl caught in the wrong genre.
"Amm... euum..." he tried to steady his breathing.
A deeper, manlier groan slipped past his lips as Livia's thumb began circling the head of his cock—slowly, teasingly—like she was rotating a console's analog stick, one millimeter at a time.
Nathan's legs trembled. Livia wasn't giving his body a moment to breathe, hitting him with one surprise after another. Her slippery hand, still coated with Sapoa tree sap, glided up his stomach—then pressed down on his nipple.
A strange ticklish sensation jolted through him. She was toying with him.
"Eu... emmh..." Nathan moaned softly.
Livia watched his expression and grinned.
"You're so cute. Do you like it when I do this?"
She pressed again, now rolling his nipple between her fingers like she was dialing in a reaction.
The frothy sap from the Sapoa tree had spread across his torso, making his skin slick and glistening. Her other hand kept stroking his cock—wet, fast enough to make an audible sound.
He was starting to enjoy it—being completely dominated by this cheerful Rabbit Fighter.
Domina, who had been sitting quietly in the river, finally stood and walked over to where Livia and Nathan were.
She bent down a little, like someone greeting a child being held in their mother's arms.
"That face you made while she was playing with you... it was absolutely precious," Domina said with a gentle smile—like an aunt teasing her shy little nephew.
Nathan looked at Domina's face—soft, gentle, that clueless MILF expression that made things so much worse.
His cock was twitching in Livia's hand. His chest tingled from the constant teasing. His brain was overheating.
Without warning, he grabbed Domina's head and pulled her closer.
Fuck it. I'm kissing her. I don't care anymore.
He smashed his lips onto hers—wet, messy, desperate.
It wasn't smooth. It wasn't sexy. It was raw, clumsy, and stupidly horny.
She didn't kiss back. She just... stood there. Confused. Her head tilted slightly, like a mom being kissed by a toddler and unsure whether to scold or giggle.
Shit—why isn't she reacting?
Nathan panicked in his head.
His eyes darted upward.
Without thinking, he grabbed her long, velvety rabbit ears—and started playing with them. Twisting. Stroking. Pulling gently at the base.
Domina let out a confused, startled noise. Her lips parted slightly from the shock.
Nathan immediately shoved his tongue inside.
She flinched, but still didn't push him away—just stood there, frozen, mouth now occupied by a horny idiot's tongue.
Nathan moaned into the kiss. One hand tangled in her hair, the other still teasing her ears like it was the most natural thing in the world.
She was warm. Soft. Her breath shaky against him. Her body smelled like river water and sapoa tree sap.
He was sucking on her lips like they were the only oxygen he needed. His cock was being jerked mercilessly by Livia. His nipples still tingled from earlier.
Nathan was out of his mind.
Domina finally managed to break free.
Fuck... Nathan Cursed.
Both of them were left panting.
Domina wiped the drool off her chin, eyes still dazed.
Livia giggled—a sharp, hungry sound.
Without warning, she grabbed Nathan's face, squeezing his cheeks until his lips puckered.
"Hey... why you and Domina always do weird things? I want to try too..."
Her hand, still slick from playing with his nipple, pressed against his jaw—forcing him to look up at her.
Before Nathan could even react, Livia crashed her lips onto his.
There was no gentleness, no hesitation—just a messy, greedy kiss.
Her mouth covered his, tongue shoving its way in, lips moving wild and uncoordinated—like a rabbit trying to eat a carrot whole.
Nathan gasped into her mouth, barely able to breathe.
She tilted his head further back, kissing him even harder, while her other hand never stopped stroking him below.
Her grip was rough, her movements unfiltered—just pure, clueless hunger.
When Livia finally broke the kiss, a messy string of spit connected their lips. She grinned, proud and breathless, like a newbie who'd just tried a new game and loved it.
Her chest rose and fell fast, saliva dripping down her chin and dangling like a lazy thread of slime. She looked dazed—eyes glossy, lips parted, cheeks flushed like she'd just sprinted through a storm.
She stared at Nathan with genuine confusion and curiosity.
"This is... weird," she said, catching her breath. "But fun. I didn't know mouths could be used like that..."
Nathan looked like he just got resurrected after dying twice in a row.
His lips were bruised, his cock still being stroked without mercy, his whole body shaking like a soaked towel in a wind tunnel.
She just copied how I kissed Domina. But worse. Like, 'respawn-in-hell' worse.
Does this bunny have infinite stamina? I swear I'm gonna pass out before I even nut.
Before he could even think of stopping her, she grabbed his face again.
"Again!" Livia said, pulling him closer with that bright, innocent smile—like she'd just discovered a new game and couldn't wait to play it again.