บท 127: Two Connected Souls**

The room was enveloped in a quiet, heated tension, the only sound being the soft whisper of their breathing as it mingled in the dimly lit space. The gentle flicker of lanterns cast long, dancing shadows across their entwined forms, illuminating the desire and longing that had brought them together.

Pyris hovered above Alera, his body trembling slightly as he positioned himself between her legs. His gaze remained fixed on her, the weight of the moment pressing down upon them both.

He could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, their breaths syncing as one. His hands, firm yet tender, cradled her hips, his thumb brushing circles against her soft flesh, grounding them both in this shared intimacy.

Alera's chest rose and fell with each shallow breath, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs. The look in her eyes was unmistakable—filled with a longing that mirrored his own. There was no hesitation, no doubt, only an unspoken surrender.