Endless Holy Water**

A surge of intense, almost electric tightness enveloped him, a sensation so invigorating it felt as though every nerve in his body had been ignited. It wasn't just pleasure—it was pure vitality, a rejuvenating force coursing through him like molten energy.

Pyris felt his breath hitch, his senses sharpening as the world around him dissolved into insignificance, leaving only this singular, overwhelming connection between them.

By the time they reached the bed, its silken sheets embraced their bare skin like a whisper of luxury. The cool fabric clung to their heated bodies, a striking contrast that sent shivers cascading down their spines. The mattress, plush yet supportive, seemed to mold to their forms, cradling their movements with an almost sentient comfort.

Each shift, each brush of skin against the smooth surface heightened the intimacy, blurring the line between indulgence and unrestrained desire.