It was late, the day was a little cold, but the heat inside your room was comfortable. Well, Nero, your boyfriend, ended up coming home after a few weeks. It was a surprise to see him back with his right forearm, but he explained everything perfectly. Now, even with his right forearm, he could still use the prosthetics, the Devil Breakers. In the middle of the conversation, he ended up showing you something new.

That's how you got to the current situation. That mischievous smile on Nero's lips didn't disappear as he tested the new Devil Breaker with obvious excitement.

"Does it tickle?"

He glanced quickly into your eyes, mischievously, then turned his attention to your open thighs. His left hand smoothed over your skin, warm and gentle.

He lightly bit his lower lip with a sigh, moving his hand a little higher to your crotch, brushing the hem of your shorts. The mechanical hand of the Devil Breaker brushed its fingers over the bulge between your legs.

"Kitten, take that off right now, we need to test it."