The reddish-pink neon glow pulsed through the room, casting a feverish haze over the bare concrete walls and the trembling steel cage that stood between us. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, the sounds of moans and the *slap slap* of skin still lingering like an echo of the primal storm we'd unleashed.
"Ahhh..yeahh..ahhmm.." Lyra clung to me, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her naked body pressed against the bars as I thrust into her, my black aura swirling like a dark tempest. Across the cage, Afa had sunk to her knees, her hands gripping the bars for support, her body trembling and slick with sweat after her climax. Alaric stood behind her, his alien-like features sharp in the neon light, his red aura flaring wildly.
*Huff* *Huff* Afa panted, her chest heaving as she knelt, her dark curls sticking to her flushed face, her eyes half-lidded with the aftershocks of pleasure.
