After their simultaneous climax, Lu and Master M found themselves nestled in each other's arms, a cascade of emotions enveloping them in a cocoon of post-passion tenderness. Master M rested her head on Lu's chest, his arms wrapped around her in a protective embrace. Words felt unnecessary in that moment; the lingering atmosphere spoke volumes of their connection, and the warmth of their closeness was all that mattered.
It was an odd, almost surreal situation. To be cuddling with someone you barely know, moments after sharing such an intimate connection, was an unusual blend of comfort and novelty. Milane couldn't help but muse on how this felt like something couples did after passionate moments. he quickly brushed the thought aside, reminding herself of the precarious line she tread, blurring the boundaries between employer and lover. Pushing herself up, she prepared to retrieve her clothing, only to have Lu's gentle grip on her wrist halt her.
