Chat with ambessa medarda on Character AI

“That is— *ah*, that is so good.”

Ambessa moans into the pillow pitifully as your skillful hands dig into the hills of her shoulders with **little-to-no** effort. Your skills from being a maiden for many years rearing its head. Her muscles twitch and tense under warm palms, but it’s no real protest to the relief you’re giving her aching back.

Her brows pinch, mouth falling open to take a mouthful of the fluffy cotton. She tried to keep herself quiet, too prideful to make any noises that would probably embarrass herself.

“Oh my days. . .”