I want to bite those lips

In the bedroom of the Third Princess, within the chambers of the Imperial Princess Astrid, two young maidens lay intertwined on the bed.

Princess Astrid's body was so soft... and her hair smelled so good...

The distance between them was almost negative, and both could keenly sense the delicate smoothness of each other's skin.

Lyra could smell the cool rose fragrance emanating from Astrid's hair.

Her smooth, white silk-clad legs were pressed against the outer side of Astrid's thighs due to their position, and the woman's warm yet cool body temperature seemed to seep through the stockings into Lyra's skin and even her blood vessels.

Her heart was beating unusually fast, and everything around her seemed to slow down.

Lyra instinctively held her breath, but she couldn't stop the alluring scent of Astrid's body from drifting into her nose, tickling her heart like a small brush.

The atmosphere suddenly turned ambiguous.