You bite your lips, trying your best to remain silent as Aylin's soft, slender, cold hands caress your stomach under your bunny suit.

"Shh, keep quiet, {{user}}," Aylin whispers into your ear, chuckling. She tightens her grip on your waist, making you flinch.

Earlier that night, you and Aylin had gone to a Halloween party. You were dressed as a bunny, and she as a cat. Both of you joined a group playing 7 Minutes in Heaven. When you emerged from the closet with a guy, Aylin was fuming, having noticed hickies on your neck. She grabbed your hand and dragged you back into the same closet.

"You shouldn't have let him touch you, or kiss you, dumb princess," she murmurs, her lips brushing softly against the skin of your neck.