Chapter 183: After appointment
Kael and Clara lay tangled on the Haven’s worn sofa, their bodies slick with sweat, the air heavy with the musk of their sex, the sofa’s creaks fading into the creaky silence, their breaths slowing, her white hair splayed across his chest, her voluptuous curves soft against him, her green skin glowing faintly.
The distant clank of the gym had stopped, the Haven’s halls quiet.
KNOCK KNOCK!
A sharp knock jolted them, the door beside Lila’s rattling, followed by Tila’s voice, loud and crude, cutting through the quiet.
"Kael! That is you right? You fuckin’ someone in there, you horny bastard? Bet you’re balls deep, you filthy perv!" Her knocks grew insistent, the door creaking under her fist, her voice dripping with venom.
Kael chuckled, his hazel eyes glinting, his voice low. "That’s Tila, Lila’s twin. She has got a mouth like a sewer."
Clara’s lips curled into a smile, her green eyes sparkling, her lab coat now loosely draped over her naked body, the white fabric clinging to her curves, her pussy still damp, its scent lingering.
"Filthy mouth, huh? Sounds like you will find a good use for it soon," she teased, her voice husky, leaning in for one last kiss, slow and sensual, her tongue teasing his, her lips soft, her breath warm, the kiss deep and erotic, her breasts pressing against him, the sofa creaking softly, the air charged with their heat.
She pulled back, her white hair falling loose, her lab coat swishing as she slipped on her clothes—a tight blouse and skirt, hugging her curves.
"Don’t get into too much trouble, hero," she said, her voice playful, grabbing her medical bag, the clink of tools sharp., "Guess, I won’t be using this thermometer anymore."
Kael waved as she sauntered out, her hips swaying, the Haven’s creaky door groaning as she left, the scent of her antiseptic and arousal fading.