Vergil slowly uncrossed his legs, clapping once. "You two look beautiful," he said, smiling. "Now, Jenga. Same rules: tremor, paper. Tower falls, double penalty. Katharina, your turn to start."
Katharina blinked, still dazed, her arms half-crossed over her chest as if to hide something.
"M-me... now? Like this?" Her voice came out in a squeak, her hard nipples tracing visible dots on the tight bodysuit. She glanced at Sapphire, who crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them up even more, the bell giving a provocative jingle.
"Stop whining, girl," Sapphire growled, but there was a glint in her eyes—a mixture of anger, resignation, and something warmer, treacherous. "He won't stop until we're done. Just play." She leaned forward, her breasts swaying heavily, almost spilling out of her top.
