The cool air of the convent does little to dampen the fire burning between the two novices. As they steal away to the privacy of their shared cell, they surrender to their desires, hands trembling as they undress each other. Their lips meet in a fervent kiss, teeth clashing in their haste, as they explore each other's bodies with an urgency born of secrecy and longing. The taste of their shared sin is sweet on their tongues as they bring each other to the edge of ecstasy, before tumbling over together, their cries of release muffled by the thick fabric of their habits.