In the dim light, sisters Alas and Mi share a bed, their breathing syncing. Alas's hand slides down Mi's side, cupping her ass. Mi gasps, her eyes meeting Alas's. They lean in, lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss. It deepens, becoming hungry, urgent. Bodies entwined, they grind against each other, seeking release. Alas's fingers find Mi's wetness, stroking her until she cries out, their shared ecstasy echoing in the silent night.