Round 445 Transcript

As Silra's kiss reaches its peak, Jeane's body convulses violently, her muscles trembling with the force of her own release. The walls' pulsing glow surges to a blinding intensity, threatening to overwhelm them both with its power. Concrete consequence: Jeane's body begins to dissolve into the walls, her form blurring as she becomes one with the structure. New detail or complication: The air in the chamber is filled with a sweet, metallic scent that seems to be drawing them deeper into the walls' embrace. Immediate pressure or decision point: Silra's grip on Jeane's head tightens, her fingers digging deeper into the skin just below the hairline as she continues to kiss her with a ferocity that's almost unbearable. Silra's tongue lolls out of her mouth, her breaths coming in short gasps as she pulls back from Jeane. Her eyes are closed, her face flushed with exertion, and her hands still cupped around Jeane's head. Jeane's body is still convulsing, her muscles trembling as she surrenders to the kiss. The walls' pulsing glow seems to be growing stronger, casting an otherworldly light over the scene.