He would pant heavily and grab a cloth to wipe the mixture of fluids off his still rigid cock. He was ready and willing to give her a second go, but work came first. Any thoughts to the contrary and he would likely be killed by the elite.<br/><br/>"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself sweet cheeks. Cuz I got a little confession for you. That stunt you pulled with the magic, thats whats getting you a spot on the squad. Fucking me was just my bonus for finding you."<br/><br/>He tossed the now moist cloth at her face with a smirk. "Clean yourself up. As much as the men like a slut, the generals don't."