Bella caught the look and felt her cheeks heat up, her gaze sliding over Kaida in return.

Kaida was built solid, warrior-strong—curves that screamed power, those big, full boobs that strained against every breath, heavy and commanding attention.

No hiding that body under armor; it'd burst right through.

And down below, smooth as silk, not a hair in sight, just like Mira's—clean, deliberate, womanly in a way Bella's wild bush sure as hell wasn't.

Bella's face burned hotter as she yanked on her panties, hiding the unkempt mess between her legs.

Kaida's was bare, neat, tempting even.

She'd fix hers later, no question—ask Mira for the trick, make herself presentable.

Kaida dropped her arms with a sigh, still bare-chested as she stared down at her own rack.

Big, yeah, but her nipples curved inward, flat against the flesh like they were shy.

Bella's poked straight out—two cute pink conch shells on those perfect handfuls, begging for a pinch.

Kaida felt a stupid twinge of envy twist in her gut, even as Bella kept sneaking peeks, wishing for that same heavy sway.

"You all right over there, Bella?"

Kaida's voice cut through her spiral, and Bella's head snapped up so fast her neck cracked audibly.

"Y-Yes!" she squeaked, her voice far too high-pitched. "I'm fine! Totally fine! Just—just getting dressed!"

Kaida raised an eyebrow but didn't press further. Instead, she turned her attention back toward Viktor, who was still sitting there with his blindfold on, looking vaguely bored.

Bella exhaled shakily and finished dressing in silence, her hands still trembling slightly as she adjusted the hem of her dress.

But even as she smoothed down the fabric, her mind kept circling back to the same thought:

'Sigh, why do I even care this much about how I look?... For whom anyways?'

In the water.

The current intensified, pulling at his body with sudden, violent force. Viktor's eyes widened as he realized what he'd just triggered.

The water was being 'sucked' somewhere—fast.

Viktor kicked upward with everything he had, his tail thrashing as the current fought to drag him down into whatever mechanism he'd just activated. His lungs screamed for air. His vision started to blur at the edges.

'Move, dammit! MOVE!'

He broke the surface with a desperate gasp—just as the water level began dropping rapidly around him.

"VIKTOR!" Kaida's voice echoed from somewhere above.

But the current was still pulling him, the water funneling down into the newly opened drain with terrifying speed.

Viktor scrambled for purchase on the slick stone walls, his fingers scraping uselessly against wet rock as the water dragged him back down.

'No—not like this—!'

With a final desperate lunge, Viktor threw himself forward—launching his body out of the water just as the last of it disappeared into the drain below with a deafening 'WHOOOOSH'.

Above, the lake began to drain. Rapidly.

"The water!" Bella cried out. "It's... it's disappearing!"

Kaida, who was about to cover her own boobs by holding them with her hand, suddenly stopped.

Bella watched in stunned horror as the water level dropped—plummeting down like someone had pulled a plug at the bottom of a bathtub.

"Where is he?!" Kaida leaned dangerously far over the edge, scanning the churning surface as her blouse dropped from her hand.

"There!"

Viktor soared into the air, wet, naked, and flying way too fast.

"Incoming!" he shouted, though it sounded more like a gurgle.

Kaida looked up just in time to see a very naked, very wet nobleman descending upon her.

"Move!" she tried to shout, but gravity was faster.

'CRASH.'

"GYAH—!"

The impact sent them both sprawling backward, Viktor's full weight slamming into her chest. Viktor landed directly on top of her, his left hand shooting out instinctively to break his fall—and it found purchase, landing squarely on her breast, fingers sinking into the soft flesh. A firm, solid grip.

"Oof!"

Kaida hit the ground hard, the wind knocked out of her for the second time in an hour, her back smacking against stone as Viktor collapsed on top of her.

But this time, instead of choking him, she found herself pinned beneath his soaking wet weight.

For a moment, neither of them moved.

"Ugh... shit," Viktor groaned, shaking water from his hair. He pushed himself up, trying to regain his bearings.

"Y-you IDIOT...!" Kaida wheezed.

"Right. Sorry. Slippery landing."

He pushed up further.

His hand squeezed.

Honk (Okay, it didn't actually honk, but let's take Author's liberty and supply the sound effect).

Kaida's eyes bulged.

"Are you... groping me?!"

"I am stabilizing myself!" Viktor retorted, though he didn't let go immediately.

He tried to stand, his knees finding purchase on either side of her waist.

[Passive Racial Power: Power of Attorney. Actively acting as proxy of goddess of luck (***Inaccessible Notification)]

But as he lifted his torso, he slipped on a patch of wet moss.

His face plunged downward—directly toward her right breast.

SMOOCH.

His lips collided with her right nipple. Not a gentle graze.

A direct, suction-cup hit, his mouth sealing over the spot where her nipple usually hid—curved inward and flat, buried shyly in the soft flesh.

Time froze.

Kaida's entire body went rigid.

She felt the cold wetness of his nose, the warmth of his mouth, and then—worse—the sudden pull as he instinctively sucked in a breath through his lips, trying to stabilize himself while his tongue flicked something forbidden.

There was a weird, electric tug deep in her chest.

Something inside her tightened, then snapped.

The usually inverted nub, that had always stayed tucked away no matter the cold or friction, suddenly reacted.

Under the heat and suction of his mouth, it stirred, twitching against his tongue, then pushed outward—slowly, stubbornly—until it popped free for the first time in her life, swelling into a stiff, sensitive point pressed right against his lips.

A sharp, unfamiliar jolt shot through her spine.

Kaida's eyes went wide with something beyond just anger.

'What—what the hell is that—?!'

Viktor froze.

He felt it too—the way the soft, inward curve under his mouth shifted and then rose, turning into a firm peak that brushed his tongue.

His brain stalled for a full, horrified second as the realization hit.

'Did I just… pull her nipple out?'

Kaida might have murdered him on the spot—if she weren't too busy processing the alien sensation of actually feeling her own nipple scraping air instead of hiding like it always did.

This was the first time she'd ever felt it really exist.

Humiliation crashed over her in a wave.

Her chest burned.

Her cheeks went crimson, her jaw locking as the realization sank in: if he looked down right now, he would see it.

See the proof that it wasn't just some permanently inverted, useless curve. See the proof that her body responded.

Viktor blinked, his brain finally catching up to what was happening. His fingers overflowing with her soft boobs. His mouth was touching her nipple.

And he was lying completely naked on top of an equally naked—if not for skirt—'furious' woman whose nipple he had just literally sucked out of hiding.

"Get... off..." she hissed through clenched teeth, her voice dangerously low. That weird, raw mix of embarrassment and the sharp new sensitivity made her even more furious, made her throat tight.

This humiliation was enough for her to snap if not for the promise she gave to Mira and at that even more if this guy had not saved her life.

And additionally, this all was a coincidence... definitely it has to be, right?

"Uh," he said intelligently.

"Right. Yeah. That's—I'm doing that."

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