Sam leaned against the bedpost as he ate his oatmeal, which had cooled considerably though mixed with fruit it tasted just fine. He flushed a bit at the look on Ryan's face, fidgeting under his stare. "You're welcome," he murmured. He didn't mind that they take things slow. Sam had loved Kane, even though a lot of it was forced due to the mark. So jumping into bed with Ryan, who was also his son...that wasn't something that could be rushed. But he wanted to make it work. Bad. Breakfast in bed was just one of the perks. "I hope I'm not overstaying. I can leave if you'd like." Though he wasn't sure if Ryan did want him to leave and was just being nice. The other was extremely sweet and kind outside of the bedroom.<br/><br/>The calico affect on Ryan's wings had him smiling. "Your wings are beautiful," he murmured, hoping Ryan wouldn't have to go through this again anytime soon. He couldn't help but blame himself some that it had even happened.<br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/>Rai let out another squeak, having to bite her lip to keep from begging Kane to spank her more. The cool air on her wet cunt made her shudder and the airs stand up on the nape of her neck and she almost groaned out loud when she felt his tongue tease her briefly. Her tail hiked up over her shoulder, keeping her skirt raised and her tail from touching his face. A whimper escaped when two fingers slid inside her, knowing she was already wet enough. "S-stop!" she gasped, twisting and squirming and trying to worm around. "You're distracting me." It was another pathetic, naive-sounding whine. "T-this...this wasn't in the job description." But he was ruthless, and it was nearly impossible to keep focus on pretending to dust the spotless counter. She bent down more, exposing herself while she picked things up that she'd knocked over to keep up the fantasy.