The reddish-pink neon glow pulsed through the room, casting a feverish haze over the bare concrete walls and the cold steel cage that stood as the only barrier between us. Lyra and Afa gripped the bars, their naked bodies glistening with sweat, their moans echoing in a wild, primal symphony. I stood behind Lyra, my hands on her hips, driving my dick into her pussy with steady, forceful thrusts, while across the cage, Alaric matched my rhythm, his red aura flaring like a wildfire as he fucked Afa. Our eyes locked, a silent battle of dominance raging between us, our black and red auras clashing in the charged air.
"Ahh… ahh… ahhh… ahhh…" The moans of Lyra and Afa filled the room, their voices blending into a desperate, needy chorus that bounced off the walls. The neon light painted their skin in shades of pink and red, highlighting every curve, every tremble, as they clung to the bars for support.
