Akira laid on the ground for a moment, savoring the post-orgasmic sensations as all five senses remained pleasantly enhanced for a bit. He sat up with a yawn, noticing that the bunnygirl looked rather...different in the chest department. The catboy about to absentmindedly stroke his cock-ring, having heard about the powers of SP, but thought better of it in front of a witness and instead had that hand reach for his clothes. He did not think much of it otherwise; even though they were not normally compatible, Akira was confident enough that any anatomical differences were outweighed by giving her the most amazing humping of her bunny life.<br/><br/><strong>"Between the sweat we worked up and my, errr..."</strong>he vividly recalled being tossed into the alleyway earlier today.<strong>"I may not exactly be presentable for showmanship. Do you know if I can dart out to the nearest bath house before working hours?"</strong><br/><br/>Scratching the back of his head and his tail, Akira figured that Victoria would be the better woman to ask, but she'd likely interpret his perfectly innocent question to be lewder than usual given their last meeting. Then he realized that the suite had a bathroom, and he was still penniless.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey sweetie, if anyone comes calling for me let them know I'm naked and occupied, but not in the way they think!"</strong><br/><br/>Akira chuckled at his own joke before getting ready to clean himself up. Hopefully their toiletries were higher quality than the disappointing bar!