Catherine watched as Ryker went to town with Adia, the guard, like many others before her, unable to handle the lust of their lover.
It did not take long before she suffered the same fate as the order, knocked out cold.
However, it also meant it was her turn, and she was alone, as the one who woke up at the moment (Sophia, and Sonet) currently giving her thumbs up, still exhausted from their session.
So, the short black-haired woman gulped, before opening her arms in an inviting manner. Ryker returned it, hugging her at same time he gave her a sloppy kiss, one that left her wanting for more.
"R-ryker, more." she pant, her breathing heavy after the kiss that took most of the air in her lung.
"Of course, my dead receptionist." another kiss occur, a more passionate one as he stroke her short hair, his other arm holding her close.