5 minutes of unheard pleas later, Gin's bottom was an even shade of red and Aka set the brush down and admired her handiwork, both because she was satisfied with her results.. and her arm was starting to get tired, not letting the pressure of Gin's back while she did so.
She had no doubts that Gin would likely not be deterred from her alcohol for even a day, but she would at least be cautious in how she obtained it, if she did not drink less of it as well.
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