She bolted for the door like it was on fire, yanking it open and slipping out in one swift motion.
The door closed behind her with a soft but final thud.
Inside the room, Syris sat there in stunned silence.
"…I was just going to say," she murmured to the empty space, a slow, dawning smile tugging at her lips, "that I already know you have a cock."
But Yura was already gone.
And did not hear a word of it.
Syris let out a quiet chuckle once the door finally stilled.
Of all the things she had expected tonight, that had not been one of them.
"The woman I just kissed has a cock," she murmured to herself, amusement threading through the lingering ache in her body. "How very… unexpected."
Despite everything, despite the bruises, the rage, the exhaustion, something warm stirred beneath it all.
Things had certainly gotten interesting.
