After their very intimate moment, Clara lay there, practically glowing, not just metaphorically, but literally.
A soft light clung to her skin, a radiant afterglow that made it look like she had just been blessed by some divine entity. And then, poof!
The glow dissipated into nothing, leaving an air of mystery in its wake.
'What the hell just happened?'
It was like Clara had received enlightenment from the heavens, like some kind of sacred monk who had just unlocked the secrets of the universe through… well, not prayer, that's for sure.
They cleaned each other up, Serafine sneaking in a few teasing nudges here and there, much to Clara's flustered protests.
"How are you feeling?" Serafine asked, watching Clara closely.
"I have to admit..." Clara took a slow breath, her body still tingling with something she couldn't quite explain. "I feel... connected..."
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