Both women glared at him as they noticed where his eyes had wandered.

"I said don't look!" Kaida snarled, her face flushed bright red—though whether from the heat of the fire or embarrassment, Viktor couldn't tell. She shifted again, pressing her legs tighter against her chest, her hand moving to cover the gap between her thighs more firmly.

The motion made her breast spill further over her arm, the soft flesh pressing against her bicep in a way that was absolutely 'not' helping Viktor's situation.

"I need to face the heater or I'll freeze!" Viktor shot back, his own face heating up despite himself.

"Then—then close your eyes!"

"How am I supposed to see where I'm going with my eyes closed?!"

Bella whimpered softly, her golden eyes peeking out from behind her knees. Her entire face was crimson, her cat ears flattened against her skull in mortification.

"S-Sir Viktor... please..." she squeaked, her voice barely audible.

"Just—ugh! You perverted—"

Kaida's rant was cut off as she suddenly froze, her red eyes narrowing as she stared at Viktor's face.

Her mouth opened.

Then closed.

Then opened again.

Something wet was dripping down Viktor's upper lip.

Warm. Metallic-tasting.

Blood.

"The hell?!" she finally burst out, her voice rising to a near-shriek. "Why is your nose 'bleeding'?!"

Viktor wiped his upper lip with the back of his hand.

A smear of red.

Great.

Just perfect.

"Oh—this?" he said flatly, lifting his hand like he'd just noticed it himself. "I mean, I could lie… but my body can't."

Kaida's mouth twitched violently.

Her eye actually spasmed.

"What kind of riddle is that supposed to be—"

She stopped.

Her words died.

Her eyes dropped… lower.

Then froze.

Viktor followed her stare and internally died.

His cockhead was peeking out from the hem of his soaked pants — swollen, flushed a deep, embarrassing crimson — a thick bead of precum slipping down the side like a tear.

Kaida blinked.

Once.

Twice.

'Is he… for real!?'

The thought hit her so hard she physically jolted, then shook her head sharply as if rejecting her own stupidity.

Her mouth tightened into a furious line.

"F–First your nose," she hissed, voice cracking with disbelief, "and now that dick of yours!? Why are both leaking something!?"

Bella's head popped up from behind her knees, eyes trembling wide like a startled kitten as she stared at Viktor's lap.

Viktor opened his hands helplessly.

Because honestly? He had nothing.

"Because you both look too gorgeous," he said simply, like he was explaining the weather. "I can't do anything."

Silence.

A thick, suffocating silence.

The fire crackled.

A drip echoed from the cave ceiling.

And then...

"Huuhh...HEEEHH—!?"

Kaida's face turned a shade of crimson that could rival a sunset, steam practically hissing from her ears. Her mouth hung open, caught between outrage and complete disbelief.

"You... you absolute...!" Her voice cracked, unable to find words adequate enough to express the sheer audacity of what he'd just said.

Viktor shrugged, completely unbothered. "What? You wanted honesty."

Bella made a strangled squeaking sound, her entire face buried in her palms as her cat ears flattened completely against her skull.

"Gorgeous? GORGEOUS?!" Kaida shrieked, scrambling to her feet—still attempting to cover herself with one arm across her chest and her other hand between her legs. "You perverted, shameless, disgusting—"

"I mean, it's biology," Viktor said flatly, wiping another trickle of blood from his nose. "You're both naked. I'm a guy. My body's doing what bodies do."

"Then control it!"

"I'm trying! You think I 'want' a nosebleed right now?"

Kaida's eye twitched violently. Her fists clenched at her sides—which unfortunately meant she was no longer covering anything. The realization hit her a second later and she jerked back into her defensive crouch, face flushed, her entire body trembling with a mix of cold, fury, and—though she'd never admit it—embarrassment.

"Oh, so you can act like a woman too, after all," Viktor said, the corner of his mouth quirking up in that insufferable smirk of his.

That was it.

The final straw.

Something in Kaida 'snapped'.

"I'LL KILL YOU, BASTARD!" she roared, lunging forward with zero regard for her current state of undress.

Viktor's eye widened. "Wait—"

Too late.

Kaida crashed into him like a battering ram, her hands immediately going for his throat. The momentum sent them both tumbling backward, Viktor's back slamming against the cold stone floor with a painful 'thud' that knocked the air from his lungs.

"Can't... breathe..." Viktor wheezed as Kaida's surprisingly strong fingers locked around his windpipe.

"Good! Die!" Kaida snarled, straddling his waist as she squeezed harder, her naked body pressed against his soaked shirt.

Viktor coughed, his hands instinctively grabbing her wrists. "I'm... actually... dying..."

"That's the point, you pervert!"

She adjusted her position, trying to get better leverage—shifting her hips backward to sit more firmly on his stomach.

And that's when it happened.

Her ass pressed directly against the bulge in his pants.

More specifically, against the 'tip' of his cockhead that was still peeking out from beneath the soaked fabric.

The swollen, precum-slicked head made contact with the crack of her ass—sliding between her cheeks with an audible wet 'squelch'.

Kaida froze mid-throttle.

Her eyes went wider than dinner plates.

Viktor felt it too—the heat of her skin, the way his tip pressed against the tight ring of her asshole, the precum making everything slippery enough that the very 'tip' started to—

"'Hnnngh—!'"

Kaida's entire body went rigid.

Her tongue lolled out of her mouth.

Her grip on Viktor's throat slackened as her brain short-circuited.

The tip of his cock had 'entered' her.

Just barely.

Just the very edge of his cockhead breaching that tight ring of muscle—lubricated by the embarrassing amount of precum that had been leaking from him.

"W-What—" Kaida stammered, her voice strangled and high-pitched.

Then Viktor's tail moved.

His demon tail—long, strong, and currently 'very' unhelpful—wrapped around Kaida's wrist and 'yanked' her hand backward, trying to pull her grip off his throat.

But the motion threw off her balance.

Her hips shifted.

And gravity did the rest.

Another half-inch of Viktor's cockhead pushed inside her ass.

"'HYAAAAH!'" Kaida shrieked, her eyes rolling back as her entire body convulsed.

She jerked forward violently, throwing herself off of him—her hands flying to her ass as she tumbled sideways and collapsed onto the stone floor with a heavy 'thump'.

"Ah! My ass!" she groaned, clutching her backside with both hands as she curled into a ball. "My ass! What the hell—why is it—?!"

Viktor lay flat on his back, gasping for air, one hand on his bruised throat while his other pressed against his still very erect cock.

"That..." he wheezed, "...was not on purpose."

Bella, who had watched the entire disaster unfold from the safety of her corner by the fire, sat frozen with her hands still covering her mouth. Her golden eyes were the size of saucers, her tail puffed up to twice its normal size.

"S-Sir Viktor... M-Miss Kaida..." she squeaked. "A-Are you both... okay...?"

"NO!" Kaida screamed from her position on the floor, still cradling her ass. "I am NOT okay! That bastard just—he just—with his—!"

"It was an accident!" Viktor protested, his voice hoarse.

"AN ACCIDENT?! YOUR DICK DOESN'T JUST 'ACCIDENTALLY' GO INTO SOMEONE'S—"

"YOU JUMPED ON ME!"

"I WAS TRYING TO KILL YOU!"

"WELL CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ALMOST DID!" Viktor yelled but felt all of his fire for the fight chill down as he decided that remaining silent might be good and muttered, "And either way, it was self-defense, so I am innocent."

His attitude, his words, his evidence, and her butt pain, along with the feel of that swollen cockhead on her anal walls, as if she sat on a cucumber, made Kaida snap—literally—

"Y-y-you! Urrrghhhh—!—!"

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