Lutis, Democratic Union of Aviye
Quynh
Once he arrived in the bathroom, Hume grabbed onto both sides of the sink and shuddered, experiencing some sort of body-shaking rapturous pleasure as the qi Quynh had separated from Taio filled him.
To Quynh, the feeling of his growing in strength from the act horrified her, as did the strange feeling of the foundation of his soul.
"I know you..." Hume said into the mirror.
The bathroom was well-apportioned, modern, and with a sickly amount of fragrance from the flower petals that had clearly been steamed in the tub the night before.
"You kidnapped me," Quynh said.
