The house is silent, save for the soft murmurs of Leo and Myrane sharing secrets. Dobgiva, hidden in the shadows, watches, her breath hitching as Myrane's leg brushes against Leo's. The air grows thick with anticipation. Dobgiva moves closer, her fingers tracing Myrane's spine, making her shiver. Leo's hand finds Myrane's thigh, inching upward, drawing a gasp from her lips. Dobgiva's tongue explores Myrane's ear as Leo's fingers delve into her wet heat. The room fills with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of moans and gasps, as they lose themselves in each other's arms.