Zain and Savra stepped into the Hero Association lobby.
The glass doors slid shut behind them.
The space was already alive.
Heroes moving in and out, calls buzzing at the reception desks, reports being handed off.
A few heads turned as they entered.
One of the front-desk girls spotted Savra and leaned slightly over her station.
She asked in a low voice.
"So… how did he taste?"
Savra didn't slow down. Her smirk spread instantly.
"Of course it felt good."
The girl raised her brows.
"Yeah? He looked like he might be rough."
Savra didn't break stride.
"His was huge. Way bigger than anyone else I've taken."
The girl let out a breath and giggled, eyes drifting to Zain.
"Damn. Lucky you."
Savra glanced sideways at her and dropped her voice low.
"Don't even think about trying."
The girl blinked. Her smile stiffened. "You usually share."
Savra turned to her fully now, the smirk still there, but sharper.
