In the dimly lit drawing room, the siblings share a secret smile, their eyes locked on each other. Étoile, the elder, breaks the silence, "You know, Prima, I've been thinking... about us." Prima's breath hitches, her heart pounding in her chest. "What do you mean?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper. Étoile leans in, her voice low, "I mean, I've been thinking about how good it would feel to have you, Prima. To explore your body, to make you mine." Prima's eyes widen, her mouth drying at the explicitness of her sister's words. She swallows hard, her body aching with a desire she's never felt before. "And what if I want to explore you too, Étoile?" she challenges, her voice steady despite her racing heart. Étoile's eyes gleam with lust, "Then we'll both get what we want, Prima. We'll both get what we need."