"Not again!" Daisy groaned as her piece slid down the board—another snake.
Rain leaned back, clearly enjoying this far too much. "Pick the card, honey," he said, smirking.
She read it once.Then again.
Her eyes widened."You've got to be kidding me."
Kitten Transformation:Put on a seductive kitten outfit and tempt your partner with sultry movements and a teasing purr.
She looked up at him, scandalized. "Are you serious right now?"
"Very," Rain replied, completely unbothered. "I even bought the outfit. Your size." His smirk deepened. "Should be in the closet."
Daisy stared at him for a long moment, then huffed and stood up. "This game is rigged."
As she walked toward the bedroom, Rain called after her, amusement dripping from his voice.
"Careful, kitten. "
She shot him a glare over her shoulder.
She came out a moment later—and Rain forgot whatever smug line he'd planned.
The outfit was black and fitted, playful rather than loud. The fabric hugged her waist and hips, soft with a faint sheen. The neckline dipped into a gentle sweetheart curve, framing her collarbones and just enough skin to make it impossible to look away without crossing into anything obscene. It wasn't revealing—it was inviting.
A slim tail was stitched neatly at the back, swaying when she moved, clearly designed to tease. Perched on her head were cat ears, small and velvet-soft, angled just enough to look mischievous.
She stood there for a second, arms crossed, pretending to be annoyed. A slow shift of weight from one foot to the other, making the tail flick.
"Well?" she asked, trying for irritation—and failing.
Rain swallowed.
She noticed. Enjoyed it.
With a slow smile, she lowered herself to the floor, moving on all fours in an exaggerated, catlike crawl, deliberate and teasing. The outfit shifted as she moved, the neckline dipping just enough to distract him completely. Her tail swayed with every step, perfectly aware of its effect.
She stopped right in front of him, rose just enough to rest her breasts enticingly on his knees, giving him an unobstructed view, and looked up through her lashes. A soft, mocking purr left her lips as she curled her fingers playfully and winked.
Rain was visibly struggling to stay still.
Just when he leaned forward—ready to give in—
She stood up smoothly, stepped back, and dusted off her hands.
"Game," she said lightly. "Let's continue."
Then she winked again, smirking at his very obvious frustration.
Rain leaned back, groaning.
"You're playing dirty."
She smiled sweetly.
"You started it."
The die rolled again, clacking across the board.
Rain climbed the ladder, one square at a time, smugness settling in his smile—until the piece slid straight into the mouth of a snake and dropped all the way back down.
"Finally," Daisy said, unable to stop the grin spreading across her face.
Daisy tapped the deck thoughtfully, eyes sparkling.
"Ice Cream Lick : The opposing player guesses the flavor of ice cream applied to the loser's three chosen body parts, which they lick off while savoring the sensations. The loser cannot touch the opposing player."
"Now the game is about to get delicious," Daisy said, a slow smile spreading across her face. "Your turn. Take off your T-shirt."
Rain raised an eyebrow but did as told.