Third-person POV
For a split second, Electra froze, her piercing gaze locked on Seraphina's, and then, without hesitation, she moved closer, closing the small distance between them.
Her lips met Seraphina's with an intensity that left no room for hesitation, and the kiss was searing, unrestrained, and filled with all the tension that had been building between them long before the switch.
Seraphina responded just as fervently, her hands instinctively finding their way to Electra's shoulders. Their mouths moved in perfect sync, each kiss deeper and more desperate than the last. Her fingers tightened against Electra's skin, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened, their breaths mingling and their hearts pounding in unison.
After what felt like an eternity—but not nearly long enough—Seraphina pulled back slightly, her lips swollen and her cheeks flushed. Her gaze held Electra's, a spark of mischief dancing in her eyes.
