"Senior Maya, I have a gift for you."
Astron reached into the ether of his spatial ring, his movements deliberate, and when his hand reemerged, it clasped a small, unassuming box.
Maya, her senses still heightened from their intimate exchange, watched with curiosity and an unexpected flutter in her heart.
The taste of Astron's blood lingered on her lips, a vivid reminder of the depth of their connection.
"A gift?" she echoed, her voice tinged with surprise and something akin to wonder. Astron nodded, his gaze earnest.
"It's nothing as extraordinary as Starbloom Essence," he admitted, "but I believe it will be beneficial to you." His humility and the thoughtfulness behind the gesture only served to deepen Maya's appreciation for her junior.
A warm smile spread across her face, reflecting her gratitude and the special bond they shared.
