Sathona had laid herself totally bare, and in her mind, she half-expected her counterpart to replicate and bring again some distance between them again. Her eyes then slightly opened to the sight of those enticing lips, and that pearly and dazzling smile. The way she breathed, slightly agitated in almost a signal of anticipation, made the duchess’ whole body vibrate, which Sathona could feel on her hands, now one of them under the soft touch of her countepart’s. The words flowed yet again, those sweet word adorned by the silkiness of that captivating voice. Her own lips trembled in that fascinating temptation, and the mesmerizing implication of those questions. Every trace and vestige of her characteristic strength continued to steadily abandon her will, with her jaw almost imperceivably trembling to the mere idea of making that sliver of distance once and for all, fully disappear.