Stone matches Monkling for a long moment, moaning as a hand he can't see settles on his cock, pulling back as she does. His ear flicks as he smiles. She hadn't called him Sam since.... since that night. His voice is low, but growing rough. "<em>Alice</em>..." He nods, leaving the rest unspoken for now as he shivers. He turns, finally, to Chihiro. He can smell the heady sent drifting up from between her legs, and leans into her. His broad tongue drags across one smooth breast, his hand resting on Monkling's thigh and traveling up slowly.