Mira looked up at him, still sucking as he ran his fingers through her hair. When he finally took his cock away from her, she looked up at him, smirking a bit. "Maybe I was..." she told him. He managed to coax her back up to the couch, where he somewhat fixed her up. She giggled a bit, leaning closer to him. "Maybe we can get out somewhere....more private...have some more time.." she suggested. She noticed how fast the smell in the room disappeared, and looked at him a bit, but said nothing. She didn't really care about his species identity at the moment, only that he was obviously a good fuck and she wanted more.
She fixed her hair, made sure she was all straightened up. It pretty much looked as if she hadn't just been fucked pretty hard. By the time she was done with that, Izuru was speaking again, and she was trying not to be so horny in front of him. But she could have easily gone another round or two with him. "Yeah.." she told him. About that time, Harley came out, fresh and clean and in a pair of tight short shorts and a black tank top with a strange band logo on it. She smiled a bit at them. "Bathroom's free.." she told the both of them. She sat down on the couch, though not real close to Izuru. She was still a bit wound up from earlier, even if she had done a thing or two while in the bathroom to try and get some of it out. Mira meanwhile, picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip of it, blushing slightly as she did so.