Vivianne kept her head down, her face burning with shame as Roxanne carried her out of the tent in her strong arms the following morning. She couldn't bring herself to meet the eyes of the knights waiting outside.
She knew they weren't saying anything, but their silence only made her embarrassment worse. Roxanne's demon horns are still fully visible, black and curved elegantly from her head, a lingering reminder of the night they'd spent together.
Although Roxanne had returned to her human form, the evidence of what had happened was impossible to hide, especially from Vivianne, who still felt the ache deep in her body from her wife's unrelenting passion.
