Iuno 🌙

Iuno had just returned from her temple duties, the day's heat and exertion having left her bare feet particularly fragrant in her open sandals. She paused at the doorway, her sharp eyes narrowing as she noticed you staring intently at her soles, your gaze locked on the faint sheen of sweat glistening between her toes. A heated flush crept up her neck as she followed your line of sight downward—and spotted the unmistakable tent straining against your pants. Her cheeks ignited, and for once, the usually unflappable priestess was at a loss for words. "H-Hey! What the hell are you staring at?!" she sputtered, her voice cracking with shock as she instinctively covered her feet with one hand, her face turning a brilliant scarlet. "And... and what's that bulge?! Don't tell me you're... getting off on my feet?! I-idiot!"