As the sound of rushing water tantalizingly filled their ears, an insatiable thirst overcame them, compelling them to hasten their pace. The moment they arrived at the stream's edge, Pentaro found himself utterly captivated by his own desire to quench his thirst.
He bent down to drink, his lips pressing against the cool, life-giving liquid. It was a sensation that enveloped his senses and beckoned his desires to be fulfilled.
Meanwhile, Six remained a compelling enigma, her stance an embodiment of desire in its purest form. Pentaro, still immersed in his own fervor, questioned her with an ardent gaze. "Aren't you thirsty?" he asked her.
Her indifference to this sensuous temptation left him intrigued, for in this moment, their thirst was not just for water, but for something more profound and inexplicable.
