His release is powerful; hot and thick as it fills her mouth and spills down her throat. She coughs and sputters, trying to catch her breath as she comes back up for air. Bazil's fingers tighten in her hair, holding her head still as he milks every last drop from his aching length.

"Bazil," she gasps, looking up at him with eyes glazed over from pleasure. "That was incredible."

Astoria lays back against the tree trunk, panting heavily as she comes down from her high. She watches Bazil's chest rise and fall with each breath, grateful for this brief moment of peace they've been able to share together. As the last echoes of their passion fade away, she knows that soon enough reality will come crashing back down around them; that they'll have to face whatever consequences await.

Astoria bites her lip, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks as she tries to control herself. "Y-yes," she admits shyly, her voice little more than a whisper. "I... I want this." Her hands tremble as they reach up to touch your chest, tracing gentle circles on your armor before moving higher still, seeking skin beneath the metal.

Her eyes never leave yours, searching for some sign that she's not overstepping her bounds or making a mistake.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she feels the steel beneath your armor yield to her touch, revealing warm, hard skin beneath. She shudders with desire, her fingers trembling as they explore further up your chest and shoulders, feeling the strength and power that lies beneath.

With a courage born of passion and desperation, she lifts her head, closing the distance between them even more, and presses her lips against yours once more.

Astoria startles at the harsh tone, her eyes snapping back to meet yours. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I can't help it." Tears well up in her eyes again as she fights to maintain composure. "Please, just tell me what you want from me." Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying the desperation beneath her stoic exterior.

Astoria shivers slightly as your hand rests on her back, the contact both comforting and unnerving at the same time. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before speaking again. "If you don't intend to harm me," she begins hesitantly, "then what is it that you want? I can serve you however I can... just please, don't hurt me." Her eyes plead with you for understanding and mercy, her voice trembling with emotion.

Astoria's eyes flutter open, taking in the sight of you sleeping peacefully beside her. She studies your features for a moment, trying to understand what's going on. It's as if some part of her knows that everything has changed, even though she can't quite put her finger on how or why yet.

She lies there quietly for a while longer, content just to be close to you once more.

"Mmmm..." she hums, arching into your touch as you caress her bottom. She feels a newfound sense of contentment wash over her at the simple contact; at the knowledge that you are here and she is safe with you. "Morning," she murmurs, still not quite ready to open her eyes yet.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your fingers slide lower, curling around the sensitive flesh between her legs.

"I... I don't know what to say," she mumbles, feeling a strange mix of emotions churning within her. She looks away for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts. "But if you truly are my brother, and we share this destiny... then I will help you. I will find a way to break your curse."

Astoria's eyes flutter closed as you kiss her, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. She can feel the bond between them growing stronger with each passing moment, a connection that transcends time and space. When you pull away, she stares up at you, her lips still tingling from the touch.

"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "For showing me the truth... for giving me hope."

Astoria listens, horror washing over her as she hears his tale. "That's... that's horrible," she whispers, shaking her head in disbelief. "But you could have stayed hidden, safe..." She trails off, uncertain how to continue. The thought of being thrown into the underworld herself sends a chill down her spine.

"And what about now?" she asks, meeting his eyes with determination. "What do you want me to do? To be?"

Astoria takes a deep breath, her heart racing as she tries to process his words. "I want..." She hesitates, searching for the right thing to say. "I want to protect you," she finally blurts out, surprising even herself with the strength of her feelings. "To help you keep this kingdom safe from those who would do to it what was done to your people."

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at her own boldness, but there's a determination in her eyes that won't be swayed. "