<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Aw shit, here we go again<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Mmmn, too far? If it's money you're after, I've still got more... I can certainly spend more for what I have in mind..." Albion gave a throaty chuckle, even as she tugged on his hair with some force. It seemed as if hair pulling was fair game to the vixen... Wouldn't it be a wonderful surprise for her to feel the same when he tugged her hair back and let himself at her throat with enough nibbles to leave her shaking? Still he had very different ideas in mind, and the girl was a walking contradiction... Trying to say no, but her body revealed the truth.<br/><br/>"Well, if you want to slap me a little more, that can come, but first... I owe you a little payback, my playful vixen~" He grinned, and before she knew it, Albion pulled off of her... Only to quickly roll her on her stomach and yank her skirt up to reveal those plush cheeks for his viewing pleasure. Her thick, bushy tail stood up and soon fell against her as his hand reached to rub her left asscheek. So supple, so squeezable... And oh so-<br/><br/><strong>*Slap*</strong><br/><br/>-Spankable! The flesh would jiggle momentarily, the clap ringing out in the room as his handprint was left upon it for a moment before it vanished. In moments, his hand came down on the other cheek, massaging it gently to get it tender and sensitive before the resounding clap followed. "It's like music to my ears... Mmm, let's hear that again..." He grinned, returning his hand to her left cheek and delivering yet another slap to the supple flesh. "Yeees... Now that's a sound I could<em>never</em>tire of! But how about you, sweet thing...?" Albion asked, crawling onto the bed and moving against her ear to breathe gently, as his free hand traveled to her right cheek to squeeze. "Does the naughty little vixen want to hear some more...?"