Squish.
His fingers closed around a full, pillowy handful of boob.
"A-ah, Rae… this is—"
"This is?"
He echoed innocently, giving it a test squeeze.
"Th-the herb. I meant the herb I wanted…"
"Yes, Madame."
Rae replied with a serious nod, hand still gripping.
"Here is the herb."
He pressed deeper.
"It's not coming out though…"
"Ahn~!"
Her back arched. She gritted her teeth and bit her lip, eyes already glazed over.
She didn't know anymore.
The innocent Rae? The corrupt one?
They were both dangerous. And both were melting her brain.
He cocked his head.
"Madame? Where ish dhe herb? Rae cannod bind it."
"I—I'll show you… Just stop grabbing."
"But Madame," he said with the most childlike pout, "It's not coming out!"
He tried again—fingers sliding, pinching.
"R-Rae—"
And then, like a fucking gremlin claiming treasure, he gasped.
"Ah! HERE! Rae has found the bud of the herb!"
He gave the nipple a victorious tweak.
Alice exploded.
"Ah—ah—AHHN~!"
