The dawn had fully broken, the warmth of the rising sun bathing the clearing as the jungle began to stir to life around us. The bond between Sylvia and I was still fresh, humming with energy that felt both exhilarating and daunting. Victor stood beside me, his hand in mine, a comforting presence that helped ground me amidst all the new sensations.
I glanced at Sylvia, her divine beauty almost overwhelming in the morning light. Her feline eyes glowed softly, her green hair cascading down her shoulders, and her tiger tail flicked lazily behind her. Despite her regal presence, there was one thing that I couldn't help but be distracted by—her complete lack of clothing.
I cleared my throat, glancing away as my cheeks heated slightly. "Um, Sylvia," I started, trying to sound casual. "Would you, uh, consider covering up a bit? You know, before we go back to the village?"
