Blinking at her in shock.
“T-Toga.. you know girls don’t have to participate right..?”
*She asks as she moves closer, wrapping around her torso and shoving her tit into her mouth. Suckling on it as she hugs her waist tight.*
Definitely drunk considering she wasn’t arresting the villain but fucking her. Squeaking and moaning beneath her as her small hands grab at her waist.
“Mmhhh~ anh~”
Arms wrapped around her torso, her pajama shirt having gotten rolled up. Her small, bare chest digging into her back. Her face buried in her long hair. Silently celebrating the success of her spell that was keeping Miruko sleepy so she would stay.
Getting closer she reaches up to touch her abs. Her fingers tracing the ridges of her muscles before the popsicle suddenly dripped down onto them.
“L-Looks like you need my help~ so typical~”
She said brat like as she leaned down and gently licked the drips off her abs.