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Kronya would simply lean back, contently mumbling to herself as the professor began to massage.
"That feels greaaa~aaaat.
You've got a real knack for this sort of thing.
I should have just done this when we first met. Bet you'd have forgiven me.~"
"Just let that mind of yours slip away for tonight, By-By.
Kronya's in charge now. No more thoughts for tonight."
She'd slip a tendril underneath Byleth's top, curiously feeling the mercenary up.
"I'll have to flip our positions one of these days.~"
By all means, the two of them should still be enemies. Agartha still opposed those living in the monastery...
But Kronya didn't seem to care for those plans.
She'd simply wiggle her foot from side to side, like a pendulum.
"Nice, right? You can get a closer look.~"
Kronya would rest her other hand on Byleth's hips, feeling up the divinity host's body.
"That's a good girl. We may have met on bad footing... Sorry, Jer-Bear. ♡
But I think we're really coming into our own together.~"
"That's right. Fun."
Kronya would kick off one of her boots, letting it fall right to the ground.
She'd show off her foot with a smug smirk. Pale as snow, and equally as soft. Completely untouched by sweat...
"There we go. Get cozy, Sothis-spawn."
Kronya would chuckle to herself, placing a hand on the back of Byleth's head.
"Feels pretty good, huh? Not like you're listening."
Gently pushing, Byleth's face would slip into Kronya's cleavage.
"Maybe soon enough, we'll dull you to that idea...
But I don't feel like wasting my time with the trash outside. You're fun to play with.~"
Click-clack.
Her heels would continue to ring out, echoing across the room. Click-click. Clack.
Kronya would groan out loud, yet didn't stop the mind-numbing clacking of her heels.
"No. I know how much that bothers you for some reason.
Easy enough to disguise myself as some of your friends to sneak in.~
Can't let anyone else know you're with an Agarthan, right?"
Kronya would sit at Byleth's desk, continuing to clack her heels in place on the floor.
She'd lean back, smirking over at Byleth.
"Now that ruins the surprise, doesn't it? It's more fun like this. ♡"
[Kronya's tendrils would wrap around Byleth, embracing the mercenary.
Two tendrils feeling up her hips... Another brushing across Byleth's chest.]
Nice. Real nice. Everyone would be so mad if they heard you let me do this.~
Why bother trying to focus?
Kronya already slipped into her house minutes ago. She wasn't silent, with those noisy heels.
Just sit back and let the sound of her clacking heels relax Byleth...
Click-clack.
Ringing out along a dark streetcorner.
Or maybe against the porch outside your home.
Click-clack.
[Who knows? Maybe it WAS mind control... Agarthan abilities were still barely understood.
She'd press up against Byleth, squishing their chests together.]
Mmh. You're pretty big too. ♡