Her arms shook before giving out, forcing her to the floor as she came hard, her walls constricting tight around him, demanding his seed, crying out his name in a chorus.
All of Koda's hard work finally paid off once he was finished repairing the house. It looked almost brand new, and Layla could hardly believe her eyes.
"Koda..." She appeared in random rooms, looking everything over in awe, "I don't believe it...it's as good as new...! It's exactly how I remembered it!"
A couple days passed peacefully enough; Koda and Layla were enjoying their afternoon together when a knock came to the door. Layla frowned, glancing at Koda.
"Are you expecting someone?"
Layla kept out of sight as he opened the door, listening silently. A young man - about Koda's age - greeted him with an insincere smile. He had black wavy hair set in a neat undercut and sharp brown eyes.
"Good afternoon. You must be Koda."