Kael's breath hitched, his resolve wavering, voice half-protesting. "Guys, seriously, It's not a good idea, why don't we do it after you return," he muttered, but his body betrayed him, leaning into Rhea's touch, hazel eyes darkening, the air warming, Freya's platinum cyan hair brushing his arm, Rhea's crimson hair tickling his shoulder.
Freya unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock, hard despite his protests, fingers stroking slow, lips trailing his chest, tongue flicking his nipple, his groan low, table creaking, bodysuit's sheen catching light, blue eyes glinting, breath hot.
"Fuck, you're making it hard to say no," Kael rasped, his hands gripping the table, wood groaning, hips twitching.
Rhea's lips found his, tongue tangling, bodysuit pulsing, hands gripping his hips, crimson hair spilling, amber eyes half-lidded.
