Round 8

As Silra rises to her feet, her slender frame sways slightly, a testament to the lingering effects of intense pleasure. The air is charged with anticipation, her bright teal eyes locking onto Jeane's with a challenge that belies the haze of overstimulation. "Still got something left in you?" she taunts, her voice husky and confident. Hera watches with interest, her admiration for Silra's boldness tempered by concern for her partner's well-being. Halie's hands, still guiding Silra, betray a hint of unease as they help steady her.