"Yo, slut!"
Cecilia's involuntary smile was uncontrollable the moment she heard that voice. A wide shy grin spread across her face before she could stop it. She immediately shoved her face into Arkai's armpit, hiding, muffling herself, dying.
"Oh, you little bitch." The voice drew closer, dripping with affectionate venom. "Our sensational, scandalous, shared cunt."
Arkai couldn't help but grin too. He wrenched Cecilia's chin away from his armpit, forcing her to face the one who had just insulted her like hell.
The princess herself, Angela, stood there with her arms crossed and her smirk devastating.
But Cecilia slipped away from his grip and immediately reburied her face against his side, hugging his waist like a child hiding from a monster.
"Come on, face your friend with pride, Cece." Arkai's voice was warm, teasing.
Angela approached. Closed the distance. Raised her hand—
PLAP.
Her palm connected with Cecilia's butt. Sharply and satisfyingly.
