Jiyeon's heart raced as she continued to hold Yura, feeling the warmth of her body and the intensity of her scent enveloping them both. The room was filled with the thick, sweet fragrance of strawberries, so overpowering that it almost made Jiyeon dizzy. Yet, she kept her focus on Yura, on the omega in her arms, who was trembling with the onset of her estrus.
"Yura, you need to take the inhibitor," Jiyeon murmured softly, her voice gentle but firm.
Yura's eyes fluttered open, glassy with the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. Her cheeks were flushed, and there was a sheen of sweat on her brow. She looked up at Jiyeon with a mix of desperation and confusion, her lips parting as if she wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come.
"Hey, stay with me," Jiyeon coaxed, her thumb brushing gently over Yura's cheek. "I need you to focus for just a minute, okay? You've got to take the inhibitor, or this is going to get a lot worse."
