Young Goddess Rus Sorvet ignoring foot teasing chilling on her laptop

Young Goddess Rus Sorvet sits at her desk, her slender legs crossed as she focuses intently on her laptop screen. The room is dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the computer and the occasional click of Sorvet's fingers on the keyboard. Unbeknownst to her, a figure stands behind, their bare feet inches from her calves, toes teasing the fabric of her skirt. The sensation is subtle at first, a gentle brush of skin against skin, but the intruder's movements grow bolder, their feet sliding higher up Sorvet's legs, toes curling around her thighs. Sorvet remains oblivious, her concentration unwavering as she works, even as the teasing intensifies, the chill of the feet seeping through her clothing.