Archer's eyes swept over to the bed and landed on the orange-haired beauty who was relaxing while her gaze lingered on his hard member. When she felt his gaze, her eyes went wide, feeling the lust coming off him.
The air seemed to hum as his focus shifted. Maeve's breath hitched, her body trembling under the weight of his stare. A flush was creeping up her neck. He quickly used Mana Manipulation.
It tugged the young woman toward him. Big grey eyes never left his, a spark of excitement inside them. Her fingers trembled as they reached for his shorts, biting her lower lip thanks to seeing his hard member.
He watched as her fingers trailed down his chiseled abs, drawing a soft gasp. ''Ohhh~~.''
Moments later, the room seemed to pulse thanks to their shared lust, air thick with the scent of arousal and the lingering warmth of Inara's previous orgasm. His hand brushed lightly against her cheek.
