A hot spring (Minor R-18)

"Ahh… yes… yes… right there…" The voice was unmistakably Veronica's.

"Faster… harder," came another voice, low and guttural. Blakky.

Seraphina's cheeks flushed as they reached the edge of a small clearing. Hidden by the spray of the waterfall, there they were—Veronica and Blakky, completely absorbed in their world.

Veronica's back was arched against the rocks, her body entwined with Blakky's, the two moving together in rhythm. Her moans echoed through the clearing, each one louder than the last.

"Ahh… yes… pound me… harder… uhh…" Veronica cried out, her voice was breathless.

Blakky grunted in response, his hands gripping her hips as they moved together under the waterfall. "Right there… don't stop…"

Seraphina's eyes widened as she watched the scene unfold, but before Raven could get a full view, she reached up quickly and covered his eyes with her hand. "You don't need to see this," she whispered