Astynome, her mouth swollen and dazed, struggled to catch her breath, her tongue sliding across her lips, which were now flushed with a deeper shade of pink. Charybdis leaned back, as she lifted a finger to catch the final remnants, savoring the taste with a casual flick of her tongue.
"Don't waste a drop," she said seriously.
Astynome stood there, still looking dazed and uncertain as she glanced over at Charybdis, her brow furrowing with lingering confusion. She swallowed hard, wiping her lips with a trembling hand. The moment was charged, her expression a mix of innocence and uncertainty, framed by the faint blush spreading over her cheeks.
