Bora stopped straining against her bonds for a brief moment. How did she get into this mess? Had she gone soft? Had her love for Mirii clouded her judgement and dulled her skills?
She thought about how soft her lover's skin felt. Her sweet scent. The weight of her small, delicate frame on top of her own as they made love.
With renewed strength, Bora tugged at her chains yet again...
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Bit of a quiet, introspective moment for Bora there. Still not sure when I'll introduce Miriilandra yet.