Feeling Astrid's soft, warm touch beneath her silken dress, her lazy, alluring voice interwoven with flickering specks of light in her crimson eyes, refracting like gentle sunlight across a roiling, crimson sea-
Lyra's body warmed slightly. Her gaze instinctively dropped downward, only to meet the sight of a slender, pale finger, already sliding upward from where it had been brushing against her own fabric, nearing the collar of her blouse.
While the Valeria Empire indeed had the saying "a brief separation enhances affection," Lyra wasn't some reckless child consumed solely by pleasure.
"N-no... that's not it..."
She gulped faintly, the stocking-wrapped legs entwined around Astrid's thighs loosening and releasing. Her smooth, delicate bare feet dangled gently by the bed's edge, accidentally brushed against a pair of pure black leather shoes.
"I just thought... Astrid might have other matters to attend to..."
