Kael and Clara lay tangled on the Haven's worn sofa, their bodies slick with sweat, the air heavy with the musk of their sex, the sofa's creaks fading into the creaky silence, their breaths slowing, her white hair splayed across his chest, her voluptuous curves soft against him, her green skin glowing faintly.
The distant clank of the gym had stopped, the Haven's halls quiet.
KNOCK KNOCK!
A sharp knock jolted them, the door beside Lila's rattling, followed by Tila's voice, loud and crude, cutting through the quiet.
"Kael! That is you right? You fuckin' someone in there, you horny bastard? Bet you're balls deep, you filthy perv!" Her knocks grew insistent, the door creaking under her fist, her voice dripping with venom.
Kael chuckled, his hazel eyes glinting, his voice low. "That's Tila, Lila's twin. She has got a mouth like a sewer."
