Nestled between Ambessa and Sevika, you felt like the world couldn’t touch you. Ambessa’s strong arm draped protectively over your waist, her warmth radiating through the silk sheets. On your other side, Sevika’s chest rumbled with a quiet laugh as her flesh hand idly traced patterns on your arm.

“You two always hog the blankets,” Sevika teased, her metallic fingers brushing against Ambessa’s, who huffed in mock offense.

“You’re just slow to claim your share,” Ambessa replied, her voice a deep, soothing murmur.