There's a giant spider
The next morning, I woke up in Seraphine's strong arms. The events of the previous night came flooding back, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and awe. It had been so intense, so overwhelming, even more so than it had ever been with Jade.
I lay there, listening to the steady rhythm of Seraphine's breathing. Her grip on me was firm, her arms a secure cage I had no desire to escape from. There was something comforting about her strength, even if it meant I was effectively trapped.
I shifted slightly, trying to get more comfortable without waking her. My movement caused her to tighten her hold, and a sleepy murmur escaped her lips. I froze, hoping not to disturb her. After a moment, her breathing returned to its regular, even pattern, and I let out a sigh of relief.