“Serena, this isn’t funny! Let me go!” I squirmed in her grip, my tiny frame pinned effortlessly between her smug fingers. She just grinned down at me, all wicked and smug. “You thought you could shrink me? Cute. I know every counterspell, darling.”
Before I could argue, a thick drip of honey landed right on my chest. “Oops,” she teased, barely holding back a laugh as I squeaked and wriggled. Her finger traced through the sticky mess, and I couldn’t help shivering.
“Relax, sweet thing,” she purred, her grin widening. “I’ll clean you up… every inch of you.” 😳🍯