With one arm still wrapped around the naked Naeku, Erik used his other hand to reach out and gently caress Leia's waist, a sly grin across his lips. Her soft skin trembled under his touch, and through his omnisense, he revelled in Leia's expression.
His newest conquest was bouncing rapidly on his cock, her feet planted on the bed, knees fully bend, and fingers intertwined behind her head. Her face was twisted in an expression of both pleasure and frustration, and her tongue lolled out of her open mouth.
She panted and moaned with pleasure, but whimpered with frustration as well.
"You are disturbing our conversation, Leia," Erik said, his voice stern, but the sly grin remaining for only Naeku to see. "What's got you so riled up?"
