'Humph! Take this!'
Irina didn't give herself time to second-guess as she shifted across the bed and wrapped her arms around Astron from behind. The warmth of his body was startling, and she could feel the steady rhythm of his breathing under her touch. For a brief moment, she hesitated, almost surprised at herself, but she didn't let go.
Astron flinched slightly, his posture stiffening. "What are you doing?" he asked his voice calm but edged with a subtle tension.
"Nothing," Irina replied innocently, though her grip remained firm.
"This doesn't feel like nothing," he said, his tone now carrying a hint of dry humor.
"It may not feel like it, but it is nothing," she retorted, her voice light and unbothered.
"Don't slide your arms," he warned, his sharp purple eyes flicking toward her as if he could sense her next move.
She smirked slightly, leaning just a bit closer. "What are you going to do?"
