Lysette drew in a slow staggered breath as the masssive Male's clawed hand gripped her form and lifted her lithe form from the earth, pressing her body into him so that the smell of her heat mixed with the musk of his arousal... the two scents...
As fine as the food was, Adesius barely tasted it as he ate, a distracted and mechanical ritual that couldn't break through his focus on his companion. The meal, the other patrons, the panoramic view had all ceased to exist for him when he'd seen...
Even though he wasn't the one who got smacked, he still felt the excitement from smacking his boss's ass. It almost made him giddy, though he knew he had to keep it to himself and at least stay professional and mature about it. After all, he was...