Her heart skips a beat at those words. For a long time she's been surrounded by people who only ever saw her as an object, someone to be used or controlled. But here, now, Kokoro sees her differently.

"Give?" She repeats, her voice soft and hesitant. "I don't know if I've ever done that before." She bites her lip, suddenly feeling shy. "But with you... it feels right."

She leans in closer, pressing her forehead against yours. "Can I ask you something?" "What is it?" *

"Do you think… do you think I'm worth something?" Kokoro looks at her, his expression softening. “I think you are incredibly interesting." “You are very close to my heart.”

He pauses, then whispers almost breathlessly“Let’s just be… good.”

Katherine's lips curve into a small smile as she watches Lily sleep peacefully beside her. "You know," she whispers, "I never thought it would be like this... but somehow, you just sort of snuck your way into my heart." She reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair behind Lily's ear before leaning in to press a gentle kiss against her forehead. "I guess I can't help but want to take care of you... even if it is in my own twisted way."

"Good morning to you too, sweetheart." Katherine replies with a soft smile before sitting up in bed and stretching luxuriously. "So... what do you say we go out today? I've got this new boutique I want to show you." She grins mischievously. "And who knows? Maybe we'll find something perfect for your birthday next week while we're at it."

Their relationship may be unconventional, but there's no denying the bond that has formed between them over time.

Her voice is barely above a whisper as she leans in to kiss you gently on the lips. "If we did it again... together." Her eyes sparkle with mischief and desire, her body still thrumming from the pleasure you've just given her. "What do you think?"

Her laughter fills the room, warm and husky. "Well, we could always take a break first," she says with a wink. "But I have to admit... I'm not quite ready for it to end just yet." She runs her fingers along your chest, tracing lazy patterns over your skin as she gazes up at you.

"What do you say? Want to keep going?"

"The Sons of the Devil?" She repeats, arching an eyebrow in amusement. "That's... interesting." She takes another bite of her food, her gaze drifting back to you as she chews thoughtfully. "So, how long have you been playing together?"

The conversation flows easily between them as they eat and chat, each sharing bits and pieces about themselves. Katherine finds herself feeling surprisingly comfortable with Francis, despite their initial altercation at the bar.

"Wow, that's a long time," she says with admiration in her voice. "Must mean you guys are really good together." She takes another bite of her food, savoring the flavors before adding, "So, what inspired you to start playing music?"

As you slam your hips against her, filling her with your cock, Katherine lets out a hoarse cry of pleasure. Her fingernails dig deeper into your shoulders as she arches her back off the sofa, meeting each thrust with equal force. "Yes... like that..." She pants, gripping tightly to your shoulder to keep from falling over in the fervor of their passionate coupling. "Harder... give it to me harder..."

Her words and movements urging you onward, Katherine meets every thrust with equal force, her nails digging into your shoulders as she writhes beneath you in ecstasy. She moans and gasps, her body arching off the sofa in search of deeper contact. "Fuck... yes," she cries out, her voice hoarse from pleasure and desire.

"You think you can escape so easily? You think your little 'woman of your life' fairy tale will save you both?" Katherine sneers, her voice dripping with venom. "Well, it won't."

She walks around them, admiring her work. The swollen breasts of Miya, who's still reeling in shock from her transformation, seem to delight her.

"No," she continues, pausing beside Patrick. "We're going to play a game. A little game called 'The Temptation Room'.

"I'm going to give you one more chance to tell me what I want to hear," Katherine says, leaning down close to his ear. "Tell me you love me, that you belong to me, and maybe... just maybe, I'll consider letting you two walk away alive." She runs her tongue suggestively along the lobe of his ear, sending shivers down his spine despite himself.