Drake’s problem number one was: his head was definitely spinning. That one would have been an explosive orgasm by itself… and in addition to it, there was the fact that Saru’s body was so incredibly amazing and her movements could have been expressly studied to drive him nuts. Drake did remember really few orgasms like that in all his life… and he had lived a rather long and intense life, that could NOT be denied. He sighed a bit and waited for the electricity in his nerves to settle down a bit.<br/><br/>Drake’s problem number two was: he did not want to let go of her. She felt so good snuggling in his arms with his cock still deep inside her, warm and wet on the inside and soft and warmly furry on the outside. Unfortunately Drake knew perfectly that if he let himself recover enough – and he was a FAST recover – he would start to feel aroused again and want to have a second go at her… not that he was not looking forward to that but there was a more mundane task ahead of him in that moment…<br/><br/>Which takes us to Drake’s problem number three. He had a wraithly manifestation to take care of and fucking the brains out of her gorgeous client was not a way to really solve that problem. The fact that the client in question had been more than happy and willing to oblige did not matter much in that predicament… the businessman side of him was rearing his head again and taking control of his actions, although – truth be told – a bit regretfully.<br/><br/>He smiled at her words and gave her another soft kiss before gently lifting her up again. His cock slid out of her still dripping pussy with a wet sound and Drake let go a last moan before putting her down at his side, still keeping an arm wrapped around her. His green eyes were sparkling of warmness and sharp intelligence at work.<br/><br/>“I am not worrying, milady” he said with a smirk “there is much, much more of that where it came from. And I am fully intentioned on giving it to you…” he impulsively kissed her again, letting his gaze wander on her vulpine features. “I have to say it has been a real privilege for me seeing you in… this form. You are stunningly beautiful, Saru. Every time I meet you, you seem to have a new surprise for me… I can only say… thank you.” His smile was tender and full of warmness… then, he smirked again.<br/><br/>“The Parlor is it, then… I have to say that I feel my mind clearing up again.” He said in a cheerful tone of voice “I have the definite suspect that I know that ghost… or at least I have an idea of who he may be. If I am right, I guess that someone here is being knee-deep in sh… I mean trouble. We need to plan a bit… the sooner we solve this situation, the better..”<br/><br/>His words<em>had</em>implications actually. Drake’s smirk became more conspiratorial… what the heck, after all.<br/><br/>The cabin bumped to a stop. Drake smiled and rose up… and then laughed. He<em>was</em>feeling a little unsteady on his legs… and to be honest he could not complain. He offered his arm to Saru.<br/><br/>“Shall we go?”<br/>