<strong>"Mmm... I could return the favor sooner than later if you'd like..."</strong>Sonya said. She stretched and smiled as Belar began to wash her body. Her nipples hardened as he rubbed them with the sponge,  and a light blush crawled across her face. Still, Promise's unease at this all did not go unnoticed.<br/><br/><strong>"Must be nice. My armor... well, it's tattooed right onto my skin."</strong>Sonya said, taking one of Promise's hands and placing it on her breast.<strong>"See? That's a special metal that got inked into my skin.... It hurts like hell, but it's better than wearing heavy armor."</strong>Sonya smiled, returning to washing Promise. Her hand brushed up against the abyssal's clit every now and then, hoping to get a reaction.<br/><br/><strong>"Does that feel good? Maybe... you'd like me to make you feel even better?"</strong>She said, continuing to smile. Sonya gasped and groaned as Belar started to pinch and pull at her nipples.<strong>"Oooo, like that...."</strong>