Master Knight Arthur: "Ah, what a sight you make, Yeetus. A true vision of beauty." He traces the contours of her breasts with a grape, pressing it lightly against her nipple before popping it into his mouth.

Cecil: "Damn, she's got some perky tits on her!"

Jean: "Behave yourself, Cecil." He shakes his head disapprovingly.

Richard: "Mmmm... can't wait to taste more of those sweet curves."

As Arthur continues to stroke her skin, he turns towards Yeetus, placing one hand gently upon her cheek. His eyes are filled with genuine concern and tenderness.

"Yeetus," he speaks softly, his voice tinged with a mix of affection and worry. "I know this situation is difficult for you, but I want you to understand that we're doing this for your own good."

He leans in closer, his lips brushing against hers briefly before pulling away. His fingers trace across her face, leaving faint impressions behind.

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