Arvid Moved Quicker--Quicker than His...

[WARNING: This chapter contains R-16 content. If you're uncomfortable about it, you may skip ahead.]

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Frey started pushing Arvid with all her might, making him walk backward.

He lost his balance, falling on Frey's bed on his back as she crawled in between his legs, her index finger tipping Arvid's chin up to make him meet her eyes. 

"Enjoying the time together before my parents come home."

Arvid widened his eyes, "Frey, what are you--"

Frey had leveled up her shamelessness. She bent down, crashing her lips unto his, her right hand sprawled on his chiseled chest.

Afterward, Frey then licked Arvid's bottom lip. With her being this naughty, it was automatically an invitation to Arvid. 

It had flipped a switch in him, reciprocating the action as he put both of his hands on Frey's waist, turning her on as she felt his fingertips touch her skin under the hem of her shirt. 

"Mmm..."