Round 60

Jeane's body convulsed violently against Seraphine's grip as the water pulled them both toward the center of the stone passage. The current surged around them with icy fingers, threatening to sweep them away despite their desperate clinging to a narrow ledge. Seraphine wrapped one arm tightly around Jeane's waist while maintaining her own hold on the stone with the other hand, her soaked robes weighing her down like a second skin.

"Jeane! What's happening?" The elf woman gasped, pressing herself closer in an attempt to keep both their bodies pinned against the relative safety of the ledge. She could feel Jeane's muscles tensing and releasing in rhythmic spasms beneath her grip, the succubus's teeth gritted so hard that Seraphine could see the tendons standing out in her jaw.

"Nnngh... f-fuck... not okay..." Jeane managed between convulsions, her crimson eyes squeezed shut against the agony. "It's... it's trying to break through... oh gods, I can feel it pushing..."

Seraphine hissed through clenched teeth, using every ounce of her strength to maintain their precarious position. The water churned around them both, and she could feel the current tugging insistently at Jeane's legs despite their desperate grip on the stone. "Don't you dare let go," she growled, her voice tight with fear and determination.